Out-Of-Character Details
Minecraft Account Name:Destinator8
How old are you?:14
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?":Definitely
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Not much. I would like to get involved in it though.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: At this website: http://www.gamefront.com/top-10-best-minecraft-servers/
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:1st-http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/69690-destinator8-character-submission/
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/!: Yes
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Pretending to be something else; Being in someones shoes. Usually in a fantasy world.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using out of game knowledge to affect your decisions in game, such as searching the internet.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Not giving other players the chance to respond to an action that you have committed. Such as saying "I swing my axe at your head and chop your head off, killing you."
In-Character Details
Character Name: Almecki_Surion
Character Race: Elf
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:
Almecki comes from a family of healers. His mother is from the line of healers, a high elf, while his father was a wood elf. He lived a happy life for about 4 years, until his mother was killed by a band of brute orcs. His father then brought him into the forests of Malinor to teach him how to defend himself. At the age of 25, his father concluded that he had trained him well enough to defend himself. His father told him to leave, and go where he pleases. While getting a drink of ale in the Tavern of Kal'Dwain after 10 years of traveling Asulon, a weary messenger informed him that his father had died unexpectedly.
After the grief of his fathers death had passed, Almecki decided to use his skills to do good. He is now agile, deft and abnormally good with a bow; all outcomes from his fathers training. He has a fair complexion, over 6 feet tall, and blonde hair. He takes his time thinking about his actions instead of rushing into situations. Now as a 60 year old elf, he is still young. However, he has gone through many experiences throughout his life and is very wise in his youth. He strives to do the general good throughout his life.
What are your characters ambitions?: To do good for the elven race, and other races, in general.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:- Front View- http://imgur.com/4VYOt
- Back View -
http://imgur.com/C1gk5
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Not really, but I am excited to get started playing in LOTC. Also, I have been given approval by everblu2er101 to repost this early.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
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? I walk into the human city of Arethor, to buy some new arrows as mine have been worn from months of use. As I enter, I hear a ragged voice call out to me " Hail, sir Elf. Wid ye be interested in buying me wares?" I look at the dwarf, and see that he has some coal and iron nails laid out. I also look at the grimy face, and torn, dirty clothing. Pity builds inside me, as I have seen many like him. I walk up to the his stall, and say "Sir dwarf, I won't not like to buy anything that you are offering, but here, take these minas as a donation to help support your cause" as I throw a dozen minas on his table. I look as the dwarfs face lights up and a grin appears, and he says " Bless ye, sir elf. I doan't know how to thank ye." I give him a smile and a nod, then walk away.and go on with my business.
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? After a long day of hiking to the Cloud Sanctuary, I decided to sit down and rest up. However, I am interrupted when I hear some commotion on the other side of the path. I look around for a monk, and see one nearby, asleep. I decide to wait a little longer, to see if the commotion continues. I here a grunt, and see a orc grabbing a dwarf by his shirt. I decide that I better see what is going on, before it escalates. I walk over and greet them, with my hand on the hilt of my sword, "Hail, orc, and dwarf. What seems to be the problem?" The orc looks my in the eye, and I can see he is thinking about telling me to leave, but then something changes and he says "Nothing at all, elf." He puts the dwarf down, and sauntered off as if nothing had happened. The dwarf than says "Thank ye kind elf, I was in a bit of a situatin', eh?" I respond "I am gland to have helped you out, sir dwarf" and walk back over to my pack, and lay down to sleep.
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?: While traveling from Malinor, I saw a old man ahead of me, moving at a slow pace. As I came upon him, he looked back at me. At that moment, his stick splintered, and him collapsed without the support of it. Out of his pocket fell his money sack, and it split open on a rock and his earning spilled everywhere. I immediately helped him sit up, and then gathered his coins. I looked around and found a suitable walking stick for the man, and returned. I gave him the stick, and took a new sack out of my pack and put his minas into them. He then looked at me and said "Thank you, elf, I do not know what would have befallen me without you." I responded, "I am only doing good for a man in need. Would you like assistance getting somewhere? " The old man responded "I believe you have helped me enough. I am forever in your debt, kind elf." I then continued my journey along the road.