-Minecraft IGN:
Danthebuddy
-How Old Are You?:
13 Years Old
-Time Zone/Country Of Residence:
Russia
-Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?
Yes, Indeed I do, After learning it for 8 years...
-Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
I did, A lot of but not to mention all of it, briefly, I was doing a bit of Post-Apocalyptic roleplay lately, and i can remember that about 9 months ago i was also playing at another minecraft roleplay server, But now my best friend moved to this server and i decided to come along with her.
-Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:
Yes of course, Why would i not?
-How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
My best friend, as i mentioned before found it and thought it would be nice to play on it, I don't really know where she found about it though, However i have also been seeing some adverts on the server in minecraft quarterly.
-Link to any previous applications you have made to Lord of the Craft:
Here
-Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum?: Yes, ->Here<-
-In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Acting the role of a made up character and behaving as him/her based on the traits, feelings and physical abilities.
-In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Talking about things that your RP Character could not have known but what you know in real life.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Being unfair through text, instead of acting the whole thing out. e.g: You are surrounded by well armed bandits all you have is rusty dagger. And back you type, you type: " ~Calls down a destruction spell killing all the bandits instantly escaping into the alley~ "
In-character Details
-Character Name:
Affocon Vellurian
-Character Race: Human
-Character Biography:
Affocon is an mercenary (more preferring to be called an adventurer) of a benevelent kind who earns his for a living by doing mercenary tasks but what makes him different, is his will to help anybody and do so even for no gold to fill up his knit leather moneybag. His dad was also always a mercenary until he met a woman, And it was that woman that he was destined to meet. And then was born Affocon, His dad trained him all he knew and kept telling him "My little boy, you are the one that the world will kneel before and call a hero, a true hero..." And that's basically why he wants to be called adventurer
Affocon is of a normal height and of about 28 years of age he spent most of his childhood learning from his father how to do everything, who told him how to survive in the nature, mine, and construct a shelter from the most different materials! smelt tools out of raw ingots and his mother who also taught him how to cook the most delicious food as she could, But not did his parents only teach him how to do those basic things they also told him one of the most important ones, How to love and keep everybody that was important to him.
-What are your characters ambitions?: To help one and every person he could and sweep the bath of inglorious bastards on his quest for glory.
-Please provide an in-game screenshot of your character here: The Link In This Text
Open-Response questions.
-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 up to see some of the wares of the dwarf, and then decide to buy somthing as suddenly my eye catches a gang of hooded people in black clothing approaching the shop in fast speed suddenly when i turn around i see them grasping their weapons from their scabbards and with one man at the back with a carriage. As they walked up the one who seemed to be the gang leader came up cracking his fists and shouting to the dwarf "Hey! New around here sweetheart?" And suddenly he pushed me away grabbing the dwarf and leaning him against the wall telling him phrases that i couldn't understand, but one thing i did understand.
As they started to grab on the countless goods of the poor fella'i couldn't hold it anymore and drew my sword from it's scabbard snapping at the leader in a challenging voice, "Hey you duckling, Can't do anything by yourself?" when suddenly everybody froze and the air filled with silence, "Is this a challenge boy?"replied the man in a voice as if he were about to laugh "Well what do you think it looks like scum?"I slowly replied starting to feel unconfident, "Hmm, Well if i kill you and your daddy comes to avenge you, tell him that it's your fault when you both meet in the grave!" Suddenly everybody started laughing, but i filled with rage like a ball suddenly burst out puncing on the bastard with a sword, cutting through his flesh like butter, In less than a second, there was lying a beheaded corpse, And then all then i saw that all the gang members turned to me, Blushing in dissapointment almost killed me as suddenly from behind there was a shout of glory "Halt bastards!" As behind the thieves there was the Arethor Imperial Patrol I was standing there as suddely all the thieves and murderers clambered up onto the rooftops as fast as foxes "Wow," Exclaimed the patrol general, looking down at the criminal's corpse "Wow kid, you deserve a medal"...
-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 tried to avoid that "Petty Dispute" as i thought it wouldn't make any problems for anybody but as i got closer i noticed the orc pointing a stilleto at the poor dwarf's stomach and telling him that he will proceed on with him when i finnaly decided that this will turn into violence "Hey Greyskin!"
I snapped at him furiously "Why don't you pick on someone your size eh?"
"My Size, Eh?!" He said as walking up to me, somehow growing in size. I was shocked already starting to regret i have interfered, but one thing i could understand- Started the fight, You gotta end it, Although as i saw him drawing two large sables from his scabbards I knew that i had the advantage. As he furiously slashed yelled I dodged the critical blow with relief and hacked his arm off, has it fell on the ground he bawled with agony, armless he took his last chance making a diagonal slit through the air, i hardly managed to bend down in time as i felt the gush of the wind cutting through some of my hair, When i quickly stood up i saw him exausted i dashed at him, making a final blow, And the bastard fell onto the cold ground, as he warmed it with fresh blood, i saw the dwarf running through the alley and waving to me, a thanks goodbye "Could've at least said thanks..."
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 gather up the multiple Minas on the ground and shuffle them into the ripped open bag, after i pick up the man,howling in pain, carry him to the nearest log and lay him on it telling him i will be back in a couple of seconds i went looking for a stick that would be sturdy enough for him to use as a cane, but after i came back he was laying there screaming back "You inglorious bastard!!!" As i saw a figure of a petty thief dissapear with the coin bag, knowing it would be useless to chase after him, i looked down at my coin bag tied to my waist, I counted up my minas and gave them to him, with the cane-like tree stick, i helped him up, making sure he was able to walk and finally asked him the question i wanted to ask "How do i get to the city of Arethor?"
"Oh thank you traveller, i will remember this!, to get to the city you'll have to walk no longer than 3 hours along the road until you see a sign pointing out to the left saying 'Arethor' And then if you walk for a small ammount of time, you will see the mighty city emerge from the mist." After the old man finished talking i waved to him and continued on my road to the mighty city of Arethor.
