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Out-Of-Character Information:
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.

Main Account Name: TuxedoPenguin1
Alternate Account Name: Explosive_Paste
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone: CST
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Of course!
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: LoTC, DnD, A Little WoW.

Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:

Role-playing: Playing through the eyes of someone else, making decisions as they would, and doing as they would. The character, whether it is created by you or another, is played as that character's personality dictates.
Meta-gaming: Roleplaying where your character uses knowledge it should not know, but you know.
Power-emoting: Emoting in which the other player or players cannot react. Like when you are in combat, and the other player emotes killing you. That is power-emoting.

In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:

Full Name: Boltrax Melarth
Current Age:  46

Race: Dwarf
Sub-race (if any): Mountain Dwarf

Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Boltrax' father decided from his birth that he would be a great engineer. "You will be known far and wide as the great engineer... Boltrax!" he said. However, after years of redstone training and engineering lessons, Boltrax knew he didn't want to be an engineer; he just wanted to be a simple man. Boltrax' father was so enraged when Boltrax told him that he didn't wish to become an engineer, he attempted to murder Boltrax. His father tried to stab Boltrax in his sleep, but tripped and woke up Boltrax. Boltrax saw the knife, and understood the danger he was in. He ran away that night, and lived with his mom until his late twenties.

  Upon leaving the home he had made with his mother, he needed work. He applied to work in a tavern, an inn, and a blacksmith, all of which turned him down. So he decided to apply to work as an engineer, and he failed at that as well. Out of money and options, he returned to live with his mother, as he does to this day. He is desperate for money, and a chance to redeem himself, as to not be the loser who lives with his mom at age 46.
Ambitions for the Future: To get a good job, learn of various skills.
Personality: Desperate for minas, often sadly reminisces his past.
Skills: Has vague engineering knowledge, can mine, is relatively athletic.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): A 4' 7" pale skinned red haired mountain dwarf. Wears leather garments with chainmail.
Any other details you wish to share about your character: N/A

Minecraft Account Name:TuxedoPenguin1

How old are you?:16

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Central Standard Time/USA

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Indeed, my good sir.

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes, on a few other RP servers, as well as some D&D with my friends.

Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:From one of the RP servers

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:N/A

Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is acting as someone other than yourself, like an actor. You play the part of your, or another person's character, in any given situation, and should never break character.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Meta-gaming is the act of using information your character should not know for personal gain. Or, he might know who someone's name is, and then say it, even though the character wouldn't know the name.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power-emoting is when you emote something that is unfair to the second party in the emoting scenario. For example, "Player 1 walks up to Player 2 and rips his head off, screaming victoriously." <- Player 1 is power-emoting because Player 2 cannot react, or respond in the emote.

Character Name:Olzio Mordrith

Character Race:Forest-Dwarf

Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:I was born into the Mordrith family by my father, Milthrok, who is the brother of Lik'tont, Charles' (CharlieHorse23) and Mogar's (iNTenZe_creeper) father. My mother was a fine woman, her name was Nilha. We were a happy and content family, and we all loved each other. I met Charles and Mogar a few times, when they came to visit. We were really good friends, and always had a good time. But then, Charles And Mogar ran away together, from Lik'tont. He became increasingly depressed and came over more and more. He was a burden on the family, and my mother had never liked him, even before he became a sad wreck.

She had somehow convinced my father, Milthrok to talk to Lik'tont about not coming over as much, if at all. Lik'tont became infuriated, and went on an insane rant about how all his family betrays him. He left and no one ever saw him again. Milthrok felt terribly guilty about what had happened, but Nilha was more than just content, she was really happy. I always secretly wondered if she hoped he was dead. After a while, things got back to normal, and my education continued, which was always the most important thing to me. I loved my family, but I cared more about education, and learning.

At the age of fifteen, I decided it was time to leave home to spread the seeds of knowledge, and maybe harvest some crops of wisdom on the way. After the usual tearful goodbyes, I was off. I explored Asulon for about 40 years until I eventually found my way to Normandor, which I particularly was fond of. I lingered around town for a long while, until stumbling into the druidic grove. I went inside, and was flabbergasted by all the knowledge that the library held. I stayed for a very long time, reading all the stories and lore. I was eventually asked to join the order, and I agreed. I became a dedicant at the age of 56, and to this day, continue to learn all there is to know about the order's past, present, and possible futures.

My character is a forest dwarf, about 5-6 feet tall, with dark brown hair and a short beard. He has lighter skin, and wears a bandanna and a cloak. He is 56, and has a large quantity of knowledge.

What are your characters ambitions?:To learn as much as possible about everything

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:Nope.

Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?"Greeting, my friend, how are 'ye doing today?"

"Good, good. Are 'ye here to purchase, or just to make conversation, because I am FAR to busy to be idly talking."

*looks around, then seeing the apples, says, "I am browsing for a possible purchase, how much for that basket of apples?"

"The apple are not for sale 'ye fool, that is my lunch!"

"You are quite the hostile person, aren't 'ye?"

"Get out of me face, and don't come back!"

*looking at the dwarf in a slightly confused anger, grabs water from behind the counter and splashes it at him.

*is hit by the water, and becomes enraged, jumping over the counter, "'Ye asked for a fight buddy, then throws a punch at Olzio.

*is hit by the punch, falling back.

*gets on top of Olzio, pinning him down.

*calls hastily for the guards, "GUARDS! GUARDS!"

*hearing the plea for help, fleas away to avoid being arrested.

*gets up and dusts himself off, walking away in shame.

You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?I walk up to the orc, asking him for a little bread. He looks at me in anger, screaming at me to begone. While the orc is distracted screaming at me, the dwarf jumps on the back of the orc, and begins to choke him. The orc goes into a rage and begins thrashing about, throwing the dwarf off with ease. The orc charges at me, still in a rage, so I run away in fear. I don't look back, and simply hope that the dwarf won't be killed.

Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:I walk up to the old man, and help him up, so he may sit down. The I loudly whistle, calling a bird to me. I hastily scribble down a note alerting the nearby sentinels that a man has collapsed on the road, and send it off to the Normandor barracks. I gather up the coins, and give them to the old man, before someone else can get them, then leave him to himself until the guards get there.