XVW

Minecraft Account Name: XVW

How old are you?: 17

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT +1 Sweden

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I do, i have played several RP games before

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A friend, Rooseus, told me about it

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: First Application

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 when you take the role of your character, seeing the world through his eyes and only knowing what he knows, acting as he would act based on his background and personality

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: When you use information that you don't know when you are in-character. for an example:player1 robs player2 while player3 is offline, player2 tells player3 over skype, the next day player1 returns to the village when player2 is offline, player3 then arrests player1 for what he did to player2(note: no ingame signs/bountys were put up and no communication was made ingame)

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: When you rp so that your fellow rp'er cannot do anything else than to do as you wish. For an example if you emote like this: *Steve chops off Bills arm* instead of emoting like this: *Steve swings his sword at Bills arm* to which Bill can counter *bill raises his shield and parrys Steve's attack*

Character Name: Meix Mantear

Character Race: Human

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:

Meix Mantear was born 19 years ago in the deserts of Southern War Uzg. Mantear was a poor family who didn't own a single Mina. If they needed food, they hunted. If they needed water, they sent someone to the nearest oasis. The family of Mantear was devoted to fighting the darkness to the end. Unfortunatly the Orcs did not like that they lived in "their" desert.

On his 16th namesday Meix was sent out on a hunt to prove that he has the right to become a man. Just a day after he left home, Meix was ambushed by a group of orcs. Using his skills of stealth and swordsmanship, Meix killed one of the orcs and it's jabbernack after ten minutes of fighting. Meix was just about to finish off the second orc after injuring it, when he was shot in the leg by an arrow shot from the bow of the third orc. Down on one knee, Meix took out his bow, but the orcs had already fled. Lucky for Meix, the third orc helped his injured comrade instead of killing him. Eager to get home and satisfied that the skin of the jabbernacks head would be a good trophy for his hunt, Meix skinned it and started limping for home.

When he arrived at the Mantear home all he could find was blackened rings of ash on the ground, his home was gone, burned by something, but there was no blood, and no corpses could be found to prove that there had been a battle. Determined to avenge his family, Meix set out on a new hunt, a hunt for the evil that had burned down his home. For two years he walked the desert, slaying any evil creature that opposed him, but not a sign of his family was to be found.

After wandering the desert for approximately two years Meix was in a pretty bad shape, all excess fat was gone and his face was gaunt under his veil, suddenly a rock came flying, hitting him in the back of his head, and all was black.

The next thing he knew he was lying on his back on a horse-drawn cart led by an old man. When Meix started to get up the man turned around and said

- Good, you're awake, there is some food in the pack next to you.

Confused, Meix asked

-Who are you? Where are we going?

-My name is Rooseus Stafyr, and you son, are in a pretty bad shape so you are going to The Cloud Temple so the monks there can heal you. Replied the old man

-I thank you for your help sir, but I can take care of myself, I will go to the temple, no need for you to go out of your way to take me there. Said Meix defiantly.

-You won't go anywhere in your condition, son. Besides, I am going there anyway to restock on potions I can sell. Said Rooseus, who apperantly was some kind of Merchant.

And then the two unusual companions went to The Cloud Temple...(And from here the in-game events occur.)

What are your characters ambitions?: Since he was young Meix has been trained with the sword and in stealth, and he will not be satisfied until he has mastered these. He often travels together with Rooseus Stafyr and acts as a bodyguard when Rooseus is transporting his wares.

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

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

Because of the location of the Mantear home, they value shade and water very high.

The Mantear family live after the saying:"Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit in the eye of evil until The Last Day ."

Meix always wears his veil as a sign that he will always be fighting the evil that walks the land.

A belief of the Mantear family is that Life is just a long dream, and to die is to wake from the dream.

Even though Meix now lives as a normal human, he still acts as if he lives in the desert and can sometimes say things like: "May you always find water and shade." and according to family beliefs: "Life is a dream from which we all must wake."

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?

As I walk the streets of this strange place called a city, a thousandfold times larger than any village I have seen before, I see a lot of people standing behind tables with different things. Food, weapons, armor and more. they all had one thing in common, they were all yelling. Trying to shut out the noise I keep walking and I see a man that is head and chest shorter than all of the other humans. Curious, I walk up to him.

- Ho there friend! do you care for some pork? Cooked in my own special way, only 4 minas a piece. said the short person behind the low desk.

- Minas? what is a Mina? and why are you so much shorter than everyone else here? I replied, confused.

The short man looked at me with disbelief in his eyes, then he said.

-You don't know what a Mina is? where are you from boy, the middle of the desert? As for why I am short, I'm a dwarf boy, never seen a dwarf before?

-A dwarf? I said, even more confused than before.

- Yeez, boy, atleast tell me you have something to trade for my wares. The dwarf said.

-I have 3 full bottles of water, I will trade you one for two pieces of pork. I said, thinking it a fair price.

The dwarf just stared at me and then started laughing uncontrollably. All he managed to say between his laughs was: don't-haha-believe-ahahah-water-hahahaha.

seeing as he wouldn't stop laughing in some time, I turned and went to find Rooseus.

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?

As I walk down the road called "The Oren Road" I see an orc and one of those short men called a dwarf arguing about something. Suddenly the orc starts to wave his fist at the dwarf, and the dwarf takes the axe from the loop at his belt. It looks like there is going to be a fight soon, so i take a seat on a nearby rock to watch. As the orc sees me, he is startled. I guess he wasn't ready to be seen committing murder. The orc then turns and walks away grumbling. The dwarf approaches me, he looked quite angry.

-Why didn't you stop it? he yelled at me.

-I would not dishonor you like that, I answered, abashed

-What if he had killed me? the dwarf said furiously.

-Life is a dream from which we all must wake. I said, staring him straight in the eyes.

The dwarf eyed the sword at my waist uncertainly, as if wondering how good I could handle it, then he turned and walked away, grumbling just like the orc.

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?:

Walking down the road called "The Malinor Road" I encounter an old man, he eyes me curiously, as if wanting to ask something, but not having the courage to. Just as I am about to greet him, his walking stick breaks and he falls to the ground, dropping a bag containing round pieces of gold. The old man was looking up at me, he didn't look scared, the expression on his face was better described as a look of recognition. As he was getting to his feet, I went to a nearby tree and cut of a branch. With a few strokes of my hunting knife I turned the branch into a new walking stick. As I handed it to the old man, he said.

-Excuse me lad, but are you perhaps from the deserts to the north?

Alarmed, I answered

-Yes good sir, Why do you ask?

-A few years ago I was traveling through the area when I was attacked by bandits, I was saved by someone that looked like you, I have searched for him for three years so that I could repay him, but never have I found anyone that even came close to looking like him, until now. Here, please take these Minas. He said and handed me the bag of gold.

-So this is Minas. I said absently

-Yes, keep those, and you have my gratitude. Farewell lad.

-May you always find water and shade, sir. I said.

And then we parted ways.

Minecraft Account Name: XVW

How old are you?: 17

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT +1 Sweden

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I do, i have played several RP games before

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: a friend, Rooseus, told me about it

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

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 when you take the role of your character, seeing the world through his eyes and only knowing what he knows and acting as he would act based on his background and personality

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: When you use information that you don't know when you are in-character. for an example:player1 robs player2 while player3 is offline, player2 tells player3 over skype, the next day player1 returns to the village when player2 is offline, player3 then arrests player1 for what he did to player2(note: no ingame signs/bountys were put up and no communication was made ingame)

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: when you rp so that your fellow rp'er cannot do anything else than do as you wish. for an example if you emote like this: *steve chops off bills arm* instead of emoting like this: *steve swings his sword at bills arm* to which bill can counter *bill raises his shield and parrys steve's attack*

Character Name: Meix Mantear

Character Race: Human

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:

Meix was born 19 years ago in the desserts in Southern War Uzg, he was a part of a hidden society of humans living in the dessert, devoted to fighting the darkness to the end. Unfortunatly the Orcs did not like that they, the Aielers, lived in "their" desert.

On his 16th namesday Meix was sent out on a hunt to prove that he has the right to become a man. Just a day after he left the camp, Meix was ambushed by a group of Orcs. Using his skills of stealth and swordsmanship, Meix slayed the Orcs. Satisfied that the body of one of the orc's Jabbernack would be a good trophy for his kill, Meix skinned it and started for home.

When he arrived at the camp all he could find was blackened rings of ash on the ground, the camp was gone, burned by something, but there was no blood, and no corpses could be found to prove that there had been a battle. Determined to avenge his clan, Meix set out on a new hunt, a hunt for the evil that had burned down his home. For two years he walked the dessert, slaying any creature that opposed him, but not a sign of his clan was to be found.

After wandering the dessert for approximately two years Meix was in a pretty bad shape, all excess fat was gone and his face was gaunt under his veil, suddenly a rock came flying, hitting him in the back of his head, and all was black.

The next thing he knew he was lying on his back on a horse-drawn cart led by an old man. When Meix started to get up the man turned around and said

- Good, you're awake, there is some food in the pack next to you.

Confused, Meix asked

-Who are you? Where are we going?

-My name is Rooseus Stafyr, and you son, are in a pretty bad shape so you are going to The Cloud Temple so the monks there can heal you. Replied the old man

-I thank you for your help sir, but i can take care of my self, i will go to the temple, no need for you to go out of your way to take me there. Said Meix defiantly.

-You won't go anywhere in your condition, son. Besides, I am going there anyway to restock on potions i can sell. Said Rooseus, who apperantly was some kind of Merchant.

And then the two unusual companions went to The Cloud Temple...(And from here the in-game events occur.)

What are your characters ambitions?: Since he was young Meix has been trained with the sword and in stealth, and he will not be satisfied until he has mastered these. He often travels together with Rooseus Stafyr and acts as a bodyguard when Rooseus is transporting his wares.

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

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

There is not much information about the secretive Aieler except this description: "Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit in the eye of evil on The Last Day ."

It is believed that because of the location of the Aielers home, they value shade and water very high.

The Ailermen only veiled their faces when they were about to kill, however, as Meix pledged to fight the darkness and avenge his clan, he always wears his veil.

A belief of the Aieler is that Life is just a long dream, and to die is to wake from the dream.

Even though Meix now lives as a normal human, he still acts as an Aielerman and can sometimes say things like: "May you always find water and shade." and "Life is a dream from which we all must wake."

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?

As I walk the streets of this strange place called a city, a thousandfold times larger than the home of my people, I see alot of people standing behind tables with different things. Food, weapons, armor and more. they all had one thing in common, they were all yelling. Trying to shut out the noise I keep walking and I see a man that is head and chest shorter than all of the other humans. Curious, I walk up to him.

- Ho there friend! do you care for some pork? Grilled in my own special way, only 2 minas a piece. said the short person behind the low desk.

- Minas? what is a Mina? and why are you so much shorter than everyone else here? I replied, confused.

The short man looked at me with disbelief in his eyes, then he said.

-You don't know what a Mina is? where are you from boy, the middle of the desert? As for why i am short, I'm a dwarf boy, never seen a dwarf before?

-A dwarf? I said, even more confused than before.

- Yeez, boy, atleast tell me you have something to trade for my wares. The dwarf said.

-I have 3 full bottles of water, I will trade you one for two pieces of pork. I said, thinking it a fair price.

The dwarf just stared at me and then started laughing uncontrollably. All he managed to say between his laughs was: don't-haha-believe-ahahah-water-hahahaha.

seeing as he wouldn't stop laughing in some time, i turned and went to find Rooseus.

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?

As I walk down the road called "The Oren Road" I see an Orc and one of those short men called a dwarf arguing about something. Suddenly the Orc starts to wave his fist at the dwarf, and the dwarf takes the axe from the loop at his belt. It looks like there is going to be a fight soon, so i take a seat on a nearby rock to watch. As the Orc sees me, he is startled. I guess he wasn't ready to be seen commiting murder. The orc then turns and walks away grumbling. The dwarf approaches me, he looked quite angry.

-Why didn't you stop it? he yelled at me.

-I would not dishonour you like that, I answered, abashed

-What if he had killed me? the dwarf said furiously.

-Life is a dream from which we all must wake. I said, staring him straight in the eyes.

The dwarf eyed the sword at my waist uncertainly, as if wondering how good i could handle it, then he turned and walked away, grumbling just like the orc.

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?:

Walking down the road called "The Malinor Road" I encounter an old man, he eyes me curiously, as if wanting to ask something, but not having the courage to. Just as I am about to greet him, his walking stick breaks and he falls to the ground, dropping a bag containing round pieces of gold. The old man was looking up at me, he didn't look scared, the expression on his face was better described as a look of recognition. As he was getting to his feet, I went to a nearby tree and cut of a branch. With a few strokes of my hunting knife i turned the branch into a new walking stick. As I handed it to the old man, he said:

-Excuse me lad, but are you perhaps from the deserts to the north?

Alarmed, I answered

-Yes good sir, Why do you ask?

-A few years ago I was traveling through the area when I was attacked by bandits, I was saved by someone that looked like you, i have searched for him for two years so that i could repay him, but never have i found anyone that even came close to looking like him, until now. Here, please take these Minas. He said and handed me the bag of gold.

-So this is Minas. I said absently

-Yes, keep those, and you have my gratitude. Farewell lad.

-May you always find water and shade, sir. I said.

And then we parted ways.