Shecallmedanny

MC Name: notimebeyond
Character's Name: Darian
Character's Age: 51
Character's Race: Human

What magic(s) will you be learning?: commune/control

Teacher's MC Name: jollyb123
Teacher's RP Name: Elswyen

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it: no

Do you agree to keep the MT updated on the status of your magic app by using the Magic List Errors topic?: Yes
Have you applied for this magic on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app: No

IGN:FreckleDew

Name:Darian Arcarus

Allegiance:Ursakar

Previous Allegiances:None

Why would you like a hunting permit?To hunt the lands of their graces.

Do you vow not to kill of all the creatures of Myrce, and only the ones you require for survival?I vow.

Out of Character Information

MC Name:FreckleDew

Age:14

Time Zone:Central

Do you have TeamSpeak?: [http://www.teamspeak3.com/] Skype? [Leave skype name here]Yes to both, skype is FreckleDew.

In Character Information

Why are you interested in joining the Guivrets?I respect the power of a noble house, and traveling from the Cloud Temple I saw with awe the walls and towers of the duchy of Auvergne

Name:Darian Arcarus

Race:Human, Northerner

Age:27

Are you 100% committed to the Guivrets? No other commitments made?Indeed, I am fully commited to the house of Guivret. No other commitments made.

What are your skills? [Give exact stats /stats in game]N/A

Do you swear to abide by the oath? [Copy+Paste Here, but make sure you have read it.]

I, Darian Arcarus, Swear upon my honor that I will uphold the peace and security of my lord, Balian Guivret and Helaine Guivret. To keep the Guivret family safe, to protect and support the Duchy, and to do my job to the best of my ability. I swear to protect the flag of The Guivrets, the Holy Oren Empire, and to remain loyal to the Guivrets.

I support stealth, like Semperosa has said. He has supported us greatly and really does deserve this.

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name:FreckleDew

How old are you?:14

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Central

Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?:Yes, I would think so.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself::I am currently in 8th grade. I am mature for the most part, but there is a time when people just want to be derps.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?:Depends if it's a school night or not, but for the most part of the time a good couple of hours.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you:I've played some rp games, like D&D, and a couple RP Servers.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I have been roleplaying for around a year and a half. Roleplaying is taking on the persona of a character. Roleplay servers are huge melting pots where the stories of hundreds of characters interact and grow to form lore and history. Roleplaying is becoming someone else for a time, and escaping from the grind of daily life into the shoes of the person you become.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is:Metagaming is pretty much going off of what people have said elsewhere, or in ooc chat. Your character not knowing it, so you couldn't go off of it while Rping

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is::Power Emoting is forcing people to go by your rp, for example: Darian Struck So and So with an axe, and is dead. Not giving the chance to rp back out of not getting killed.

What do you expect this server will be like?:I think this server will be amazing in buildings, and in rp. From what I have seen it already is amazing.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:Massivecraft.com it was getting crazy they tried to have it rp, but they failed at it. Nation-craft.com I haven't left just trying out Lotc

Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?:Yes, I do.

Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules:Yes.

How did you hear about us?:A friend from another rp server

Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?:Yes, http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/66546-freckledews-application/

In-Character:

Character Name:Darian Arcarus

What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) :Human

What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race):Northerner

Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.)::Darian's father was a blacksmith, in the Market-City of Solace. This was during the time of prosperity for the city, and the smithy did well. Originally bought when land was cheap, the road that the smithy was built on became a bustling market center, driving customers to the business. Darian's Mother came from a family of landholders, owning large farms in the south. She helped his father with his smithy and became quite strong herself by tending to the bellows of the smithy while her husband molded the iron. Their first and only child was Darian, as she died in childbirth when he was born. Darian's father, Adrianus, was devastated but found the strength to go on. He never married and died shortly after Darian was old enough to take care of himself, as he had little to live for. Darian grew muscular from using the furnaces, and his grey eyes attained a rather pale look as he grew older. He kept his brown hair short, but did sport facial hair for a time.

Darian kept up the smithing work as he grew older, and tried to make it into a hugely successful business. However, with the death of his father, people began to seek more experienced metalworkers to work for them. The profits from the smithy declined, and Darian was forced to sell it off when he could no longer pay taxes. After several months unable to find work, Darian had burned through much of the coin gained from the sale, and he began to go hungry to avoid selling his home as well. His goal at this point is to find a smith to apprentice himself to, so that he becomes more proficient in the art of metalwork.

Unable to pay off his mounting debts, he sold his home, and most of his last possessions. Darian felt lost in a sea of misfortune. He passed the town center, and with depression clouding his judgement, he threw all of his remaining minas into the well. He began to walk towards the city gate, with the intention of hanging himself somewhere secluded in the forest, but was stopped by a cowled man who smelled strongly of alcohol. The man, seeming to know something was terribly wrong, offered him a few coins and a sip of a foul smelling cask of rum. The cowled man put his arm around Darian's shoulders, and swaying slightly led him to the nearest tavern. They drank themselves to sleep in silence, but companionable silence. When Darian awoke, the man was snoring softly on the table, next to him. Darian's head was as painful as if an orc had hammered it, but strangely he could think more clearly than he had in months. Glancing almost thankfully at the drunkard, he began to walk out. However, the bartender confronted him, asking rather angrily for his bill. Darian with sudden clarity remembered drunkenly pledging to buy all of the nights ale for every man in the tavern. When faced with the bill, he blanced and realized that he could not hope to pay for the rather awe-inspiring amount.

The bartender pressed Darian into service for a period of three months to pay for the loss, and Darian grudgingly went along with it, as he recieved room and board while working. Strangely, after several weeks of the hard work, he began to fall into a rhythm. The work became less a chore and more of a cheerful job. The innkeep seemed to become almost paternal, though in reality he was hardly protective. With new meaning in his life, Darian began to work harder, and even after he had served his three months, he stayed with the innkeep as a bartender. His existance suddenly seemed to have meaning again, and the clouds of depression began to clear. By his Twenty Seventh birthday, his life was looking up.

What are your Character's ambitions?:Darian's only ambition is to become a metalworker as his father was. This ambition drives him with burning passion to do what he must. However, recently he has sunken into depression over his lack of prospects. He works at a shipyard as a dockworker and earns barely enough to pay taxes on his home, and is exhausted when he returns home. He has few friends as he was always close enough to his father that he didn't ever want to go and play with other children. Because of his lack of social activity and the grinding work that he must do, combined with a severe clinical depression, Darian has contemplated suicide. Often when he cannot sleep he considers the problem of his life and cries.

What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Darian's favorite tool is the pickaxe. His father used to hire a man named Sarinus to quarry for him in the public Solace mines. Darian would often go with Sarinus to dig for iron, and he grew to enjoy the visits.

What is one of your Character's most skilled talents?Darian has the potential to become a skilled warrior, with training. His childhood as a blacksmith made him strong and hardy, and also familiarized him with assorted weaponry. He would often play with wooden mockups of swords and axes as a young child, and he was infatuated with weapons in general. He never grew out of it, and perhaps has a future as a mercenary

A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ):It'll be in the attachments

Other Information about your Character:Darian is a hard worker, committed to what task is in front of him.

Open-Response-Questions

Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP.

Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond?Darian crouches behind a bit of crumbling wall that is overgrown by vines and bushes. He watches the conversation unfold, with the words becoming increasingly heated, though he can't quite hear what they are saying. One of the men pushes the halfling and both of the men draw wicked curved blades. After a moment's consideration, Darian vaults over the low crumbing wall and draws his thin sword. His eyes narrow as he watches them kick the halfling while it's down. He begins to run toward them, twigs snapping beneath his feet. Both of the men turn at roughly the same time, but it is probably too late. He brings his sword back unprofessionally, leaving himself almost entirely undefended, and swings at the nearest man with enough force to put himself off balance.

Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response?Darian asks what the man owns, "Oh, what all do you have?". As the nobly dressed man rattles off a list of his merchandise, silkily explaining the benefits of them all, Darian looks in his coin-bag and wonders if he has enough to purchase something. With just enough to buy one of the less expensive trinkets, he decides to spend perhaps more than he should, as a treat for himself. He selected a rather gaudy iron ring with an obviously glass 'jewel' inset in it. He is probably being ripped off terribly, but he does not realize it. Walking down the street, he struts rather pompously, showing off his new possession. Polishing the ring on his doublet, he continues his walk down the bustling road.

Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?:Darian looks around, only spotting some furniture and the chest. The furniture's cushions have been rather ripped apart by some sort of animal. He rattles the chest, and notes that it is open. Looking inside, he spots several somewhat valuable items: Half a dozen iron bars and a golden sword. He has little to protect himself in the dangerous wilds, and he believe he will need it more than whoever owns this hut, as the owner has shelter. He grabs the sword, and experimentally checks the balance, then ties it to his belt. The iron ingots he loads into a small sack, intending to perhaps use them to keep in practice with his blacksmithing. He leaves what few minas he has at the hut, and scribbles a small note apologizing for his theft.

Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond?Darian jovially befriends the men, with no trace of duplicity. He claps one of them on the back, and they all relax their guard. They begin to smile at this boisterous stranger. He offers them minas for food and water, though he has few. They sit around the fire and share what little they have. As the sun sets, they all joke loudly and boisterously, consuming steadily more ale as time goes on. By the time the moon shines, they barely have the sense to crawl back into their tents. The next day, with a splitting hangover, Darian leaves them with many goodbyes and farewells. He wishes them luck with their trading, and they send him off with a basket of bread for his companionship. As he walks away from their camp, the carousing begins anew: inspired by Darian they consume more of the stock of ale that they meant to sell, and continue to do so for the rest of the day.

You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offer their support. How does your character act on this information?:After seeing a poster about the reward, Darian goes to the guard's barracks to speak with one of them, as they may know more about it. He inquires about exactly how much the reward is, and the sentry tells him. Later, Darian, back at a tavern, considers the offer over a mug of ale. After half a dozen large drinks, his coin-purse doesn't rattle when shook. With his judgement clouded and his money lost, he resolves drunkenly that he will go with the guards and help them root out the bandits. Still drunk, he heads to the guardpost to join them. Signing his name with a flourish on the piece of paper that the guard captain uses to list the participants, he hardly realizes that he has taken up a third of the page with his childish scrawl. He happily sits down by the barracks and waits for night to fall, at which time they will strike at the bandits.

Anything else you would like to say?:If you do wonder about how there is another FreckleDew account, is that I had made it a while back on a friends email. Not thinking I would come back to the server, and I had forgotten the password.