Ezzorath

Application -=- Name: Ezzorath El'Dorei Race: Mali Age: 24 Do you have any form of Prior combat training?: Very large amounts of experience using a Bow hunting, some experience with a sword from his father. Do you live in Leyulin or plan to live in Leyulin?: Plan to ------ MC Name: aladd04 Skype ID (optional but very recommended): Qaz8182009 - Feel free to use, definitely.

Application Name: Ezzorath El'Dorei (MC Name): aladd04 Are you at least half mali blood?: Yes Who will be living with you?: Elepyr El'Dorei, Looking for treehouse! (Additional MC Names): Elepyr's name is xxstormxxlordxx (Town Pillar Citizen or Passport?): Citizen

Out-Of-Character Information Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication! What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: aladd04 How old are you?: 16 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): Yes https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/122662-whitelisting-application-for-aladd04ezzorath/ Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: Global Rules - Hacking Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules): No, they are all clearly stated. How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? Friends talked of it a year or two back when I was on their Roleplay server. That server went down last summer, and I've missed Roleplay Minecraft since. Definitions Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person! What is roleplaying?: Acting out a role you wish to be. What is metagaming?: Using out of character information to your benefit ingame. What is powergaming?: Using overpowered abilities in roleplay, like instantly killing. In-Character Information Character’s name : Ezzorath Character’s gender : Male Character’s race : Wood Elf Character’s age : 24 Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): His name is Ezzorath. Son of Azzorath, a guard to the State of Laureh'lin, and Izeliarath, a housewife. His family was never noble, and it may never rise to be. But their position to make a difference in these lands change nonetheless. When He was fifteen, His father died in combat against High Elven scum, in that six year war he saw him change, and he regretted not falling with him on that day. Ezzorath was forced to supply for his family, his mother grew insane. They lived in a small hut in the trees, easy to reach for anyone trained to climb. Large leaves draped over a straw and stem roof, with jungle-wood planks making the walls in pentagonal shape. It fit their small family fine, as he and his brother were out most days to begin with. His father taught him how to hunt with a bow since Ezzorath was young, and setting snares and other traps brought easy food with such abundant life in the forests. Hunting became game for his next three years after his fathers death. It kept his mind off his father, but altogether Ezzorath was still with him in those forests. He and his brother became extremely skilled archers, and this would prove useful for years to come. When Ezzorath was eighteen, Ezzorath met what he believed was the love of his life. Her name was Amelia, but highelven unlike Ezzorath, who was a woodelf. After two years of a happy relationship, Her father revealed his hate for Ezzorath, and wanted to rid his love with her through force. At this point, he had grown to the age of twenty. His father died five years ago, and he had spent years suffering from the loss of him. Her father, a man by the name of Brutus, a strong highelven warrior, killed his mother and attempted to kill him in cold blood. He remembered the night clearly, he was on his cotton bed still awake, but not prepared. Brutus crushed their crooked thin plank door in half with his axe, and charged into his home. Their one room home was exposed, all three of them could have died. He decapitated his mother, then turned to his brother. Brutus swung his axe at Ezzorath horizontally offering him a chance to duck, and Ezzorath rolled to the other side of the pentagonal room to where his sword lie leaning against the wall. Ezzorath wields it quickly, but its to late. Brutus begins to swing his axe directly upon his young fourteen year old brother Graev's head. Graev reacts quickly, with a true warrior speaking from within him. He grabs the metal candle holder to his left and parries the axe as it strikes toward him, pushing the Highelf off him. Brutus swings again at Graev, and his brother is slightly cut on his cheek. Graev responds by taking a chair and smashing it across Brutus' head. His mother is dead. Brutus escapes. Ezzorath looks across the room at his Brother, and the head of his Mother. This is how their parents died. When the State of Laureh'lin reinstated the new capital of Leyulin Ezzorath and his brother set off for the new life waiting for them within those walls. They headed toward the city and established their own ways of making money, hunting, and looting what they can as they found it. They sold pelts to get armor, and they wish to find less struggle of a life, but have yet to discover it. Personality Traits: Leader, Brave, Intelligent. Ambitions : Serve the State of Laureh'lin. Strengths/Talents : Marksmanship, Leadership, Intelligence, Acrobatics, "The Elves were blessed with peace within their forests, a thing they still value highly, and with long lives" ("Strengths") http://wiki.lordofthecraft.net/Elves Weak)nesses/Inabilities : Easily flattered, quickly distracted by females, unable to swim in deep water, scared of bandits Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Ezzorath stands a Tall 6'2, and carries a weight of 178 Pounds. Ezzorath's eyes are as green as the jungle leaves, His skin a cocoa-caramel brown that compliments his eyes. His dark brown hair falls long off his head in a, and he carries a muscular build. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here): http://gyazo.com/4b3d51be017e83ccfa13c8f9d6bba84a

Out-Of-Character Information Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication! What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: aladd04 How old are you?: 16 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): No Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: Global Rules - Hacking Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules): No, they are all clearly stated. How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? Friends talked of it a year or two back when I was on their Roleplay server. That server went down last summer, and I've missed Roleplay Minecraft since. Definitions Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person! What is roleplaying?: Acting out a role you wish to be. What is metagaming?: Using out of character context to insight or promote benefits in-character. What is powergaming?: Using overpowered aspects in roleplay. In-Character Information Character’s name : Ezzorath Character’s gender : Male Character’s race : Wood Elf Character’s age : 24 Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): My name is Ezzorath. Son of Azzorath, a guard to the State of Laureh'lin, and Izeliarath, a housewife. My family was never noble, and it may never rise to be. But our position to make a difference in these lands change nonetheless. When I was fifteen, my father died in combat against High Elven scum, in that six year war I saw him change, and I regret not falling with him on that day. I was forced to supply for my family, my mother grew insane. We lived in a small hut in the trees, easy to reach for anyone trained to climb. Large leaves draped over a straw and stem roof, with jungle-wood planks making the walls in pentagonal shape. It fit our small family fine, as me and my brother were out most days to begin with. My father taught me how to hunt with a bow since I was young, and setting snares and other traps brought easy food with such abundant life in the forests. Hunting became game for my next three years after my fathers death. It kept my mind off my father, but altogether I was still with him in those forests. Me and my brother became extremely skilled archers, and this would prove useful for years to come. When I was eighteen, I met what I believed was the love of my life. Her name was Amelia, but highelven unalike me. After two years of a happy relationship, Her father revealed his hate for me, and wanted to rid my love with her through force. At this point, I have grown to the age of twenty. My father died five years ago, and I had spent years suffering from the loss of him. Her father, a man by the name of Brutus, a strong highelven warrior, killed my mother and attempted to kill me in cold blood. I remember the night clearly, I was on my cotton bed still awake, but not prepared. Brutus crushed our crooked thin plank door in half with his axe, and charged into my home. Our one room home was exposed, all three of us could have died. He decapited my mother, then turned to my brother. I through a dagger underneath my bed at Brutus and it pierced his lower back, he turned quickly to return a strike but was clearly in pain. Brutus swung his axe at me horizontally offering me a chance to duck, and I rolled to the other side of the pentagonal room to where my sword lie leaning against the wall. I wield it quickly, but to late. Brutus begins to swing his axe directly upon my young fourteen year old brother Graev's head. Graev reacts quickly, with a true warrior speaking from within him. He grabs the metal candle holder to his left and parries the axe as it strikes toward him, kicking Brutus in the knee so hard it crushes his knee cap. Brutus swings again at Graev, and my brother is slightly cut on his cheek. Graev responds by taking a chair and smashing it across Brutus' head. The Highelf screams in pain, and I thrust my sword into his throat, piercing it cleanly to the other side. I kick his ragdoll body with my foot, and blood sprays from his neck. My mother is dead. When the State of Laureh'lin reinstated the new capital of Leyulin me and my brother set off for the new life waiting for us within those walls. We headed toward the city and established our own ways of making money, stealing, hunting, and looting what we can as we found it. We sold pelts to get armor, stole from caravan carts and stalls to eat and wear new clothing. We wish to find ourselves a less crime-ridden life, but have yet to discover it. Personality Traits: Leader, Brave, Intelligent. Ambitions : Become Assassins or serve the State of Laureh'lin. Strengths/Talents : Marksmanship, Leadership, Intelligence Weaknesses/Inabilities : Easily flattered, quickly distracted by females Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Ezzorath stands a Tall 6'2, and carries a weight of 178 Pounds. Ezzorath's eyes are as green as the jungle leaves, His skin a cocoa-caramel brown that compliments his eyes. His dark brown hair falls long off his head in a, and he carries a muscular build. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here): http://gyazo.com/9bf4b84230e572d11c94024bbd76e524