Dtrik

February 9, 2014

*Reads the poster while walking on the Anthos Highway*

This is the cutest thing I have ever read. He is barely educated and wants to sell himself to be able to give a good friend of his money to be able to buy dog food.

*a few tears sprout from the corner of his eyes with a small smile*

February 8, 2014

our Name: Chase Irongut

Your Age: 134

Your Race: Dwarf
Are you wishing to join the college as a Mage, or a Pilgrim?: Mage

If joining as a mage, clarify on if you are currently skilled in the magical arts, or being taught by someone who is: Master of pyromancy, novice void translocationist, novice aeromancer, and novice arcane puppeteer.

What affinity of magic are you skilled in? Pyromancy

(( OOC:

MC Name: Dtrik

When did you join the server?: Sometime in 2013

If applying as a mage, link any currently approved MAs unless grandfathered: No more mas

If applying as a mage, list your magic type and tier: Tier 4 Pyromancy Tier 1 Aeromancy Tier 1 Arcane Puppetry Tier 1 Void Translocationist

))

February 8, 2014

((T_T the sad truth))

February 8, 2014

Chase sits in his room within the clan hall and begins to mutter to himself, "Damn dwarves allwayz t'inken dey cun onleh foight und smith." Chase shakes his head and continues to read his arcane book.

((seriously guys, it would be nice to see a dwarf that is a scribe, or a doctor, or even a tinkerer. And I mean putting actual time into that rp.))

February 1, 2014

-snip-

January 29, 2014

What happens when gms spawn say an iron sword in, will it have a 'color'? or will it just be a regular iron sword?

January 26, 2014

*A rather tall dark purplish blue dwarf yells from crowd that is listening to the man*

YER DAMN ROIGHT! 'ERE 'ERE!

January 21, 2014

Interesting, would like to see where this leads to in the near future if it does get accepted.

January 19, 2014

Given name(RP name): Chase Irongut

(Skype name if you have one): Dougy98

True name(MC name): Dtrik

Race: Dwarf

Are you applying as a ranger or an ACCEPTED mage ((As in you have a MA)): Mage

If ACCEPTED mage what form of magic ye use?: Pyromancy and Electric evocation

(Any Ban/Strike reports?): No

Short Answers for all Applicants;

Why do you wish to join the Delvers? For my god Ograhad. The pursuit of knowledge is that of what all worshipers of him should seek.

Have you belonged to any faction or guild before? Dwarven Clergy and Dwarven Alchemy

List three words that a guild needs to function and survive.

Inspiration

Activity

Happiness

In your own words describe what you think a delve is:

The pursuit of a goal.

If you found an artifact and that artifact could do anything. What would it do?

A tablet that contained all of the information of the universe on it, but it only showed you what you wanted most in life. After that it would teleport to another location within the world.

January 18, 2014

I like the boar event, and the over all creativity. +1

January 5, 2014

I think he will abuse his powers, bend/find his way around rules and be a pocket gm for the human nation.

That is my honest opinion.

January 4, 2014

Whut beh yehr name?- Chase Irongut

'Ow active are yeh in our Kingdom? ((How long you are online each day/week))- Oi em der 'elpen evereh dayh. ((I try to come on everyday but if I am not able to, for sure on the weekends.

Whut god do yeh worship deh most? (( Who is your patron god? Please read up on the relevant information under "The Brathmordakin".))- Ograhad.

January 4, 2014

Minecraft name: Dtrik
Skype ID: Dougy98
Time zone: PST
Have you ever been banned or received a strike? If so, link the report: Nope
Do you hold any other staff positions? No
What are your characters? Are you willing to sacrifice any to become a Event member?
I have my dwarf, Chase Irongut, and I am willing to sacrifice him to become an event member. All that I would ask if that would happen would be to rp why he has to leave.
What race/group do you think your events would best cater to? I think my events would best cater toward dwarves.
What do you believe are key factors for a successful event? I think key factors for a successful event are planning and cooperation with any other actors in the team, but one major factor is asking what the players want in an event.
When was the last time you saw a event? The last time I saw an event was on 12/30/13
What strengths could you contribute to the Event Team? Are you knowledgeable in lore or great at organizing? Tell us!
I think my strength is wanting to contribute to the fun in the game. I am an average joe that wants to make this game fun for people. I am knowledgeable in dwarven lore and magic. I also try to give everyone a chance to speak and time to persuade me.
Why do you want to be part of the ET?
I want to be apart of the event team because I want to create fun when ever I see people on OOC saying, "I'm bored." or when I am in Teamspeak and people say they want more creative and fun events. Creating events is important to me because I want to create fun for others.
Besides who would not like to see a six foot direbunny with razor sharp claws in the carrot fields of some poor sap's farmland and running to go call the local guard to come help him.
Or the common ZAMBEHZ!!! attacking small towns.
Create three distinct RP scenarios/events that you would organize. 1) For one-3 person 2) For a group of 5-10 3) For a group of 20+

1) For one to three people I would create a two part scenario where only they know the knowledge of a treasure laden area ,but the area is covered in monsters from deep within and labyrinthine. (In the labyrinths I would try to find another event team member to help narrate or be a monster like a Minotaur and have an rp battle with the people). And after (hopefully) they attack it and lose the first time they decide they can not take this alone and call the some of their friends to come help in getting treasure. After they amass a larger group and head inside they find the actor that played the Minotaur, slay him, receive around three named items (Minotaur's horns, Minotaur's fir, Minotaur's Claymore) they would end up finding the second to last room covered in zombies and a couple cave spiders (cave spiders are a nasty creature) defeat the mobs (hopefully not all dying) and finally reach the last room. There that is when they find a room with a single chest and within that chest a note is there that says something around, "Ye 'ave lost menah friend und er allies. Wuz et realleh juz fer dis?" And next to the note there is a diamond that is named For The Greed In Mortals. And that would be the end of the scenario.

2) For five to ten people I would create a scenario that deals with a cleric of Ogradhad in the dwarven capital. Five buildings would be built within the dwarven catacombs. First room would contain a redstone traps and a bit of brute force to get into the sublayer of the catacombs. Second room would contain around 20 zombies and 5 zombie pigmen. (mobs are not a real problem in events it is really the tpk that is the reason that most deaths occur) After they kill the pigmen they will have to rp battle the first prophet. The rp will reinforce the idea of rp on an rp server and give any magic/alchemy users a chance to have fun rping. After defeating the prophet a chest will be revealed to the party with an iron ingot that is named Partial Key of the Subcatacombs. (This event would be a three day rp event) On the second day they come back they will unlock the second door and walk into the next room that contains everything like the first room and so on until they defeat the last prophet in the last room. When they reach the last room they will see five tablets, each inscribed with the names of different races: elf, human, orc, dwarf, halfling. An elegant picture will depict blood needing to be sacrificed and poured onto the tablets and to turn the key after the blood is spilt to access the last room. (I want to have it so that other races have a chance to join even though it is mainly a dwarven event.) After the room is unlocked they will see five chests containing one gold block each. At the end of the room it will say that the cleric is the one that summoned them but before they get back to him, he is gone. ((all named keys will be taken as soon as the blood is spilt, no named items are to be kept at all after the event))

3) An angered fire spirit has been summoned near Gronkston and is creating fire elementals (blazes) and blobs of oozing magma and fire (magma cubes) that attack near by people. Two waves will be summoned, followed by the fire spirit asking a question to the large mass of people. “What will the purpose of destruction and the death of others bring you?” and the last question, “Will the death of others bring you happiness when you finally see your loved ones die from the war you fight in?” The fire spirit will then summon a black hole in the sky in which he will walk through to leave the realm of mortals. ((To anyone with a bit of knowledge in magic they can assume this hole is the void))

This event is to stimulate the players minds about that they don’t always have to be at war to have fun rp, and that war may not always be the solution. The attraction of the mobs was used to bring the fighters of the realm together so he could preach the words of life and anti-distruction.

How long do you plan to stay in the ET? As long as I need to, to make people have a fun time and have an amazing reason to be on an rp server.... FER DER EUR PEEEE!!!!
Tell me a joke: So a taco and a uh... I don't know a joke T-T –sadface-

End notes: I would like to say that if I do get denied, I hope my ideas inspire the people that do get accepted or are already accepted in their upcoming events.

(((((((Extra stuff)))))))

I decided to today write some lore for a campaign I am doing, this might show a bit of creativity.
-I saw in Dungeons and Dragons Hobgoblins and other races like Ogres and Minotaurs are portrayed as beasts and should be killed so I decided to make a campaign based around the players being the 'beasts' and show them they do not always have to play the human or the elf-
In the darkness of the universe birthed a small child. The child was the first of anything created. It was the supreme, but this lasted for a short time. Another child was born. This child was of magic, it was later to be known as the First Hobgoblin and the Creator. The first child, who was later to be known as the Wrathful who created the race of Ogres, hated that he was not the supreme. From this hatred spawned the race of minotaurs. The Creator seeing the race of minotaurs drifting through space created the planet Kalmer, home of the minotaurs. Though being spawned from the hatred of the Wrathful they killed each other mercilessly on Kalmer. To extinguish the darkness from inside themselves, the Creator formed the sun, now called the Creator's Blessing.
The minotaurs, feeling the warmth of the sun upon their fur expelled the darkness within themselves. The Wrathful, seeing that what he created was purge of hatred, became angry and formed a plot to kill the Creator.
The Creator, after purging the minotaurs created a race in his image, the Hobgoblin. To do this he created the planet named Hoglin. Hoglin was a planet of green life and filled with food, just as the planet Kalmer was.
After the Creator was finished creating the race of Hobgoblins, the Wrathful decided this was his time to strike and kill the Creator. The battle lasted for countless eons. With both of them on the fringe of death, the Creator used all of his remaining power to meld minds with the Wrathful. In this they remained in each others minds.
During the fight though, the races evolved and sub races were created. Some creations though, came from the clashing of the two Titans. The first creations were the animals that now roam through out the planets, then the dwarves.
After the two Titans became one, two more races sprang into existence. The shades and the ogres.
Through the fighting, races transferred to each of the two planets and now all the races leave on both planets.
To mark this even for all to remember, the two Titans, the Wrathful and the Creator formed a planet with their bodies and formed the last planet, Bortixon.

I was reading through some lore today and was inspired to create an event/dnd one shot campaign
Keep in mind this event can be for any race a.k.a a universal event, and should be edited to play to what the race likes and dislikes
An adventure for a group of 2 to 5:
A dwarf female tailor in Kal’Ithrun requests
Strongest dwarf
Make dwarves get angry with each other
Dwarf female tells them about a spiders lair
Dwarf female will kiss the champion of the group and they will be paid 200 minas for the completion of the task
Dwarf group finds a hole in the ground
Hole in the ground is filled with webs and spider eggs (eggs are endstone)
One of the spider eggs burst open
A small swarm of cave spiders attack group (about 4 or 5 spiders)
Head further into cave, see a chest here and there
Chests contain some spider silk and gold coins (paper renamed spider silk) (gold nuggets renamed gold coins)
The combination of baby spiders bursting out of the egg and the opening of chests causes another egg to burst forth another swarm of cave spiders
They venture further into the cave and see a large spider (person in skin) wrapping up a cow in webs
The dwarves confront the spider and the spider sees that the guts of its babies are on the dwarves, it then attacks with tears sprouting from its eyes screaming at the dwarves for killing its children
Dwarves attack the spider
The spider uses its abdomen to shoot webs at one of the people to entangle them
Dwarves attack the spider/help save the entangled comrade
The spider uses its fangs to bite on of the dwarves
Dwarves attack the spider/free the entangled comrade
The spider suddenly starts to spasm and falls to the floor, sprouting a swarm of regular spiders with a couple cave spiders
The spider stops twitching and dies
Dwarves stab the spider (possibly ruining the silk the tailor needs)/cut the head off and slowly dissect the spider to obtain the silk
Dwarves retrieve silk on a roll of 11 or higher +2 to roll if they use a knife instead of a sword
Three rolls are needed to fully obtain the three pieces of silk
Dwarves return to Kal’Ithrun and give the silk to the dwarf female tailor
She thanks the dwarves and pays them for the silk and gives all of the dwarves a kiss
The tailor then disappears signaling the end of the event
This event plays on dwarf men getting a kiss from the rare female dwarf and the need to kill stuff.

Corrupted Bees Event 2-5 (stage one)
In a land with a forest, large swarms of bees are gathering and being heard.
Adventurers go to the sound of the bees
Buzzing gets louder
Adventurers keep heading to the sound of buzzing
Adventurers see a bee hive (represented by endstone)
A swarm of black and purple corrupted bees fly out of the bee hive
Adventures swing their weapons at the bees, few are dying
Swarm attempts to engulf one of the adventurers
Adventurers keep swinging killing a few but not a lot of the bees
Maybe the adventures need to get some bug spray?
Swarm begins to sting engulfed adventurer/attempt to engulf adventurer if they failed the first time
-sting makes person nauseated and later throw up, prolonged stinging may cause death
Adventurers continue to fight swarm of corrupted bees
If they are smart enough to beat the swarm, they can break the bee hive to obtain Holy Golden Honey
If players have bottles, they can bottle 4 bottles of the honey (bottled honey is represented by Heal I potions, none bottled is represented by a yellow dye)

Corrupted Bees Event 2-5 (stage two)
A slower louder buzzing is heard where the corrupted beehive was.
The adventurers head to the area again.
The buzzing gets louder.
Adventurers see a large female bee hovering above the ground
The bee turns to the adventurers with a weeping face.
The bee asks them, “Why? Why? WHY?!”
The bee attacks the nearest adventurer with its stinger
If the bee hits with stinger, it injects a poison that paralyzes for the rest of the encounter
Once the bee is killed it drops a lump of Refined Holy Golden Honey, if adventures have bottles they receive a single Heal II potion if they gut the bee
Once gutting is finished the bee dissolves into a pile of ash that whips away into the wind

Flesh Worm Event 2-7
Rumbling is heard under ground
Adventurers find a small tunnel that leads underground
Adventurers find a clutch of soft eggs
The tunnel shakes and the clutch exlodes into a swarm of baby Flesh worms (named Silvefish)
The swarm is killed by the adventurers and a rawr is heard within the tunnel, several matured Flesh worms (str I + spd 1 potion buffed silvefish) appear deeper in the tunnel
The adventurers defeat the worms
The rawr is heard again
Shuffling is heard, two figures are seen deeper in the tunnel but the tunnel begins to crumble
The crumbling tunnel reveals old buried treasure
After adventurers escape, the tunnel is closer through a cave-in /rockslide
(Treasure-Gold nuggets renamed old Golden coin from Aegis)

((((((All three events lead up to a corrupt druid event that I am currently writing up))))))

December 30, 2013

Chase sees the bird flying toward the door as his alchemist station is next to the clan enterance. He walks toward the door openning it to let the bird in. Chase watches as the bird lands on his shoulder with a note attached to it. Untying the message, he reads it. Chase begins to cheer a bit as he read he is accepted into the guild. He brings the note back to his cold home and begins to write.

"We can meet up any time in the Irongut Clan hall as you have been accepted back into it. Also if I am not there, I may be outside near the small pond by the road practicing a form of magic."

~Chase Irongut

Chase then sends the bird back to where it came from.

December 30, 2013

OOC Section -
MC Name: Dtrik
Length of time playing a dwarf: About 1 year.

RP Section -
Your Name: Chase Irongut
Your Clan, if any: Irongut
The god you wish to serve and study under: Ogradhad

December 29, 2013

Application:

-=-=OOC=-=-

MC Name: Dtrik

Have you read the accepted alchemy lore? If not, please read it briefly here-http://www.lordofthe...isitor +ithric:

-=-=IC=-=-

Name: Chase Irongut

Toime servin' da dwurven kingdum: Spent 'bout 'undred years serven. Und oim onleh une 'undred und t'irty sumptin.

Age: 134

Clan: Irongut

Resen fer joinin (At least 1 paragraph):

Tu beh 'onest, oi wun't tuh progress deh dwarves en de developement ov alchemy. Oi well persue de the chance ov alchemy even ef oi'm nut accepted buh oi wuld loike tuh be en ah member ov de guild.

Ye swear yer loyalty ta da Guild an' Ogradhad?: Aye.

December 28, 2013

*Looks at the note and carries the items into the clan hall chest.* May Yemeker bless yer soul.

December 28, 2013

((Why aren't James27049 and Dtrik shown as mages T-T))

December 24, 2013

[ MC Name: Dtrik]

Wut be yer name: Chase Fireaxe II

Where do ya live: Teilarian Order Fort

Wut be yer primary skills: Fighting and chopping wood

Short biography about yourself (5+ sentences): After fighting a battle against the humans, I decided to go check on my parents who lived on the outs-certs of Oren. When I finally reached the house, it was not a house but a smoldering pile of ruins. The house was broken was all that went through my mind, but that was when I saw my mother and father burned into almost ash and bones. I wept for days, after I decided I was done with the love of a family but that was when a dwarf by the name Grungron Irongut came to comfort me. I was slightly shorter than him, and he had a heart that would make anydwarf feel welcomed. He picked me up and he said that if needed I could stay with him for a short time. During my time with Grungron he taught me many things including book keeping, metal smithing and later on through a growing bond we trekked to learning pyromancy together. After feeling that my family was coming to be him I ask him to adopt me into his clan the Ironguts.

How de ya be related to te Irongut Clan (See family tree, dont create your own father or mother unless you PM Hiebe):

Grungron Irongut adopting me.

De ya swear loyalty to te Irongut Clan Lord: Yes.

OOC

Do you agree to follow all the rules of the Irongut Clan? Yes

Skype name? (we have a clan chat) Dougy98

November 28, 2013

((OOC))
((IGN: Dtrik))
((IC))
Name: Chase Fireaxe II
Age: 142
Race: Dwarf

November 27, 2013

Banned for not coming up with a good reason to ban.

November 16, 2013

*Wonders up to the post looking at it curiously* Hmmm... I believe I have this man needs. *walks back to the Cloud Temple to use one of its birds and scribes a letter that says we can discuss the robe now and lets the bird fly off*

November 16, 2013

Application

OOC:
MC Name: Dtrik
Age: 14
Country: I'll give my continent. North America
Timezone: I'll keep that a secret.
Skype Name: Dougy98
Do you have Teamspeak?: nope
How long have you been playing on the server?: On and off for about seven months
How long you can you be online per day?: weekdays around 3 hours and weekends around 13
What past guilds have you been apart of?: Kal'Tahar
Have you ever held a leadership role before?: Nothing I would officially call leadership.
Do you have a VA? (What evils?): Yep, http://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/101000-chase-fireaxe-iis-va/ (1a 1b 2a 2b 2c 5 5)

RP:
Name: Chase Fireaxe II
Age:31
Race: Dwarf
Past Experience in military and combat: Oi KELL DEM ZOMBEHS!!!
What are your skills?: Chopping wood when I am doing nothing.
What weapon do you prefer?: I prefer the axe but during hard times ((when i dont have a lot of resources on hand)) I use a sword.
Why do you wish to join the Order?: I wish to not be a wonder anymore.
What are some strength’s of yours?: I am a very tall dwarf. Most of my ideas are based around logic.
Tell us more about yourself (Brief Biography):

((ill just give you the entire thing BAM)) Before I was born and in my early childhood my family experienced great poverty. They lived off the land and stole from houses and shops when things got really bad. They were lucky to see even the smallest portion of their harvest after giving what was due to the owner. Often times returning to steal a larger portion after the harvest was in. But when my mother became pregnant they knew they could not afford to feed three mouths this way and moved to a city in Oren.

Shortly after their arrival in Oren I was born. But unlike most other babes I did not cry, but instead my small hands reached for something near by. A small hammer bringing it close to me, and this my parents saw as an omen of me being a warrior. Their hopes were in vain for they believed I was the mighty dwarf Dwain Irongut reborn, but they were wrong. I was more akin to his darker, more twisted brother, Heron.

At the age of eight I began working with my father to make a living for my family in Oren. He had take a job as a blacksmith's apprentice and was often tasked with gathering wood for the forge. I loved the task of cutting wood because I was able to work without thinking. Swinging the axe my father gave me for hours on end chopping wood. This was where my weapon of choice came from. For from that early age I have always carried an axe with me.

But this work in Oren was not enough to keep my family fed. So my father began to return to his old ways of stealing from others. He never practiced the art of pickpocketing, for as a dwarf his hands were large and much to awkward to reach into another's pocket unnoticed. But breaking and entering or lockpicking was easy for a dwarf skilled with his hands. So over time I began to learn these tricks from my dad. We never went during the day, and often times traveled many hours by night to reach a distant location for which we could break into. Though my father sometimes would break into a house, I preferred to pick the lock, the process being much quieter than my father's. Still being young and smaller hands lockpicking was easy for me to learn. The gentle probing of a lock and the scraping of the tumblers was almost too simple for my dwarven hands that were made for such a precise touch.

After several years of going with my father I decided to try breaking into a house on my own. Slipping away after my parents had gone to sleep I found a nearby house and began picking the lock. Little did I know that word of the robberies had spread throughout the small villages of Oren to where I was staying I finally opened the lock. As the door swung open I was startled by the sight of an old man sitting in a chair by the fire, having dozed off while keeping guard over his house. I was backing towards the door to shut it when the man awoke with a start. Realizing that the man would be able to recognize me and put me in danger of being arrested by the guards I leapt at him swinging hard with my left hand. The blow caught the man off guard, still slightly shocked by sight of me in his doorway. From there I just went into a rage, anger at the man for having so much in his house compared to the meagerness of my upbringing, anger at his ability to live to an old age without fear of having enough to eat. My hand closed around the handle of the axe as I brought it out swinging wildly at the man. Several blows were glancing, but they did the trick. The man was driven to his knees at which point I leapt onto the man driving him to ground. As he struggled to push me off of him I took the axe pressing the shaft of it down against his windpipe crushing it and cutting off his air flow. He struggled against the attack, but already it was too late. He was weaker do to his age, wounded by the blade of the axe, and struggling to lift me off of him as his air flow and oxygen was slowly cut off. His flailing became more sporadic and desperate and as the last bit of life fled from him I felt hot tears streaming down my face.

I sat there on the floor for several hours that night, reflecting on who I had become. I was shocked to find myself numb to the fact of killing the old man. But as time went on I realized that I had in fact been numb for a long time to the idea of others pain and suffering. As I had grown up my parents had told me stories of Dwain and his dark brother Heron. As my parents had told me these stories, hoping to fascinate me with the tales of the mighty Dwain, I was enthralled by the grasping for power that Heron had. I knew then that I had to leave my parents, so I pushed the old man's chair into the fire and placed some other items haphazardly around it so that it would catch the entire house on fire. I grabbed several possessions of the old man's and fled.

I decided I would seek out the mysteries of Heron, how he had gained his power and trace the steps he had taken. So I started with the Elven city of Normandor. While I was there I propped the Elves knowledge of Dwain and Heron's struggles. Hoping that they held some secret that my parents had not known about. At night I would venture out to the shoreline villages, robbing travelers and houses by night. I took to a taste of killing, the second life I took was a young farmhand I caught sleeping alongside the road. I bound him and took my axe. Spending much of the night seeing how many cuts I could inflict on the poor soul before he died. Sadly it was only fifty seven. But I reveled in the knowledge.

But as my search in Normandor produced less and less results I grew frustrated and left. Making my way to the lands of Oren. My time spent with the Elves had taken the edge off my crusty Dwarven accent and I searched for secrets that the humans held, eventually making my way to the wilds where I met Dalejin Kal'Tahar. It was with him that I found a chance to rise to power through service to the group of men he led.

March 3, 2013

Out-Of-Character Information

Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and
ensure the essential details are accurate.

Minecraft Account Name:
Dtrik

How old are you?: 14

Time-Zone: California 8-PST

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

What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I am larper (live action role playing.) , so I am
physically roleplaying. I think that gives a better feel to a character because
I have been in my larp character's shoes physically not over the internet.

How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?:I
heard about Lord of the Craft from Youtube. After I watched a couple of videos
on Youtube (which is not a lot by the way) about Lord of the Craft I asked my
friend James about it and he said that this is the number one server in the
world.

Link any applications that you have previously made for the
server:

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/82449-dwarf-dtriks-application/

Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If
not, then please do so (link above):

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/page__st__2400 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/page__st__2400

Have you read the Dwarven lore, and shall you ensure you
make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I have read the Dwarven lore and have done my best to
incorporate it into my biography.

Definitions

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

Role-playing: To take
the role of another character.

Meta-gaming:

Metagaming
is when someone gains knowledge from somewhere outside of the gaming realm and
uses that information ingame like if there is going to be a siege and you see
it is posted on a site and then use that information ingame.

Power-emoting: Power-emoting is
when someone uses actions that make it so another person can not do anything to
counter act it. As an example – John pulls diamond sword out, he stabs Jack
then turns invisible appearing behind Jack and cutting his head off.

In-Character Information:

Complete the following biography on your character:

Full Name: Chase Fireaxe II

Current Age:31

Sub-race (if any):no

Clan (if any):no

Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):

My
story is not a happy one. Before I was born my family was in poverity. Like
most families that are poor, they lived off the land. My parents were lucky
when they saw even the slightest thing that was edible. This may have been in
conjunction with them bathing every time they could. But alas they knew this
wasn’t the life that a dwarven child should be born into so because of this
they set off for the city named Oren.

I
was born soon later. When I came out of mother’s womb I did not cry, instead I
took the closes object to me, which was a small hammer, and brought it close to
me. From then on my parents knew I would be a protector they thought I was
Dwain Irongut reborn into this world again but for they did not know was I was
slowly turning into his dead evil brother Heron. As I grew up I noticed I was
shorter then most of my dwarven kin this angered me constantly. This was ok
though, for what I lacked in height I made up with muscle and brains. From when
I was eight I started to help my father with wood cutting and smithing. I loved
cutting wood partially because I didn't have to stress my brain, thinking about
how hard or what angle I should cut the tree. I saw that since I loved wood
cutting so much I would keep an axe on me; one: because I loved wood cutting,
two: BECAUSE AXES ARE FREAKIN' AMAZING!!!! I explained this to most people but
they never understood, they thought I was afraid of something.

I
soon left my parents to go off into the world. I decided I wanted to know more
about how life started and how to control it. I started to read about how
Dwain's brother Heron and how he had wanted to bring his father back to life
and show his father that he was better then Dwain. I saw this interesting, a
simple matter of love made Heron go insane. But putting that aside I also
wanted to powerful like Heron and be able to control the dead. I started to
head for the towns near oceans and hunting down elves so that I may learn their
civilized ways and mystical ways. After spending time in the elven capital
Normandor I started to speak without a crusty and unrefined dwarven accent and
started to get a bit taller. I then went searching to find the secrets of Heron
and where his magic came from, for did he really gain magic from his father
Urguan or if he gained the magic from another sorce... maybe from another
entite. After being bored with finding nothing and from things I gained
knowledge from led to dead ends I gave up. From there I went back to Oren
disguised as a human to live out my life, from here… I do not know what to do…

Ambitions
for the Future: To become a great axeman and to have magic (yes, I know I will
have to make a magic application)

Personality:
He is quick witted and is not very social, because of that he is very rude when
he doesn't really mean to be. He also speaks what is on his mind (just like me)
and doesn't care how other people may or may not judge him.

Skills: Because all
he used was an axe and on occasions used a hammer he is very good at using an
axe.

Appearance (this
must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):

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Open-Response-Questions

Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one
paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as
possible and do not break character or lore at any point.

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1. Whilst mining deep in the undergrounds of Kalos you see
a large deposit of diamond ore at the other side of the ravine you are on.
There is a very thin rock bridge that looks precariously unstable, but it is
the only way to access the deposit. What do you do?

Knowing that I need a couple of diamonds to sell on the
market to get a little bit of money I start to think about how to get the
diamonds. "Hmmm let me use what I have gained from the reads of
Heron." I start to stare at the thin rock bridge. "This rock bridge
seems it will give out any moment, and I am to short to run across that bridge.
I doubt even the fastest human could cross that bridge much less make it
back." I start to head outside of the mine putting my hand on my axe ready
to draw it out in a moments notice to kill anyone or anything that might want
to take those diamonds. "Maybe I should chop some wood down to clear my
mind." I pull out my axe all the way and start to swing at a tall oak
tree. "Ahh I miss these days, just chopping at trees..." I pick up
the logs and stare at them for a moment (I tend to stare a lot huh?). "BY
HERON I HAVE IT!!!!" Making sure nothing heard me except the loud winds of
the forest and the creatures that we eat, I start to turn the wood into planks.
"Thanks be to the Gods for without them helping me through my childhood
with woodwork I would have not been able to get three planks for each
log." I start to head back into the mine and search for where the diamonds
are. "Ahh there you are, you little bugger." I start to make support
beams for the bridge using the wood I gained. "I think I shall make it to
the diamonds in a decent amount of time." As I place the last support beam
I notice that the cave doesn't seem very light up and that there is a lot of
ore around..."Hmm why is this place so... unlifelike and chilly
feeling..." I place a torch down on the bridge and near me so nothing will
sneak up on me. "This should be good enough." I start to mine the
diamonds and soon leave knowing that by the power of Heron and the Gods I was
able to cross that bridge and gain a bountiful amount of diamonds.

2. You are sitting in the local tavern with a large pint of
ale in your hand - sitting nearby you is a rather young dwarf whom is clearly
going through a bad time. He is crying to himself, and clutching a small wooden
hammer toy. In the other corner of the room two shady dwarves are sitting
whispering to each other and pointing occasionally at the dwarf. They stand up,
one with a small dagger in his hand and begin to approach the young dwarf. What
do you do?

"Hmmm why do you cry dwarf?" The young dwarf
replies,"My famly 'as died an I could ave done somedin but.... I DIDN'T!
The young dwarf starts to cry even harder."Why do you say you could have
done something to stop it? Surely you are not a cruel person." I start to
notice two shady dwarves approaching us. "Hay, maybe we should go to some
place safer?" The young dwarf replies, "ere be nutin left for me if I
leave dis place. Tose two dwarves approaching us ar loan sharks and I aven't paid
my debt. Dey plan on kellin me if dey dun get deir money." Knowing I have
a large amount of money on me I start to wonder if I should pay the loan sharks
off. "Surely they won't kill you here." The young dwarf looks at me
and tells me in a even sadder tone. "They killed my famly while dey w're
in de park. Ar' you sure dey won kell me ere?" I stare at the dwarf and
then hand him a knife. "I will not fight your battles nor give you a free
ride. Kill these men for the things they did to your family.” I then leave the
bar.

3. Whilst wandering through the Dwarven Caverns you hear a
voice call out to you; “Oi, ye’! C’mere n’ get ye’rself an ale!”. You spin on
your heel and see a heavily bearded bar-owner looking at you - a huge grin on
his face, and a mug of ale in his hand. How do you react?

I turn to the heavily beared bar-owner and exclaim, "I
THINK I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS IDIOTIC DWARVIN TONGUE!!! DO YOU NOT THINK
OTHER RACES THINK YOU ARE IDIOTIC FOR SPEAKING LIKE OI AND C'MERE!!! HOW WOULD
YOU LIKE IF I STARTED TAKING LIKE A DUCK OR IN HERON'S SAKE A COW!!! OH WAIT
YOU ARE SO STUPID THAT IF I DID YOU WOULD PROBABLY MAKE ME A GOD!!! FOR HERON'S
SAKE I DOUBT YOU CAN EVEN MAKE A STRAIGHT LINE ON A GRID LINED PAPER OH WAIT
YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A STRAIGHT LINE IS HUH!?!?! The heavily beared
bar-owner looks at me and with anger and at the same time understanding he
hands me an ale. "I am sorry but I have had a tough day... dealing with
how to cross a ravine on a fragile bridge and then killing a dwarf and adding
in the homicide of another." The heavily beared bar-owner looks at me and
then says to me in a struggling tone, "I am sorry dat I t-t-talk like dis
bu dis was ow' I was teached." I stare at the dwarf for about a minute
then reply,"Seems if this is to change it will have to change with the new
generation... maybe a school will help... that will teach my ways... they right
ways..." I then leave the bar.

February 28, 2013