Lastdash

MC name: Nalatac

RP name: Allen Steelwall

Reason for nomination: I know he is passionate about the position and I'm sure he will try his very best in order to be successful.

((Didn't expect to see this when I woke up this morning))

:(

OOC:

MC Name: lastdash

Timezone: GMT

Skype: jamesbennett61

IC:

Name: Hogvir Ironcrow

Age: 51

Gender: Male

*Hogvir Ironcrow pauses for a moment, reading the advertisement*, I ah'm no'h tall. Bu'h a'hm a'h good fight'eh, I also 'ave man'eh men if ye'h need 'em, bu'h onl'eh if tha' price be'h righ'.

*Hogvir spits on the floor after hearing Istvan's words*

A true Raev does no'h seek pow'eh, they be'h 'anded it. A true man 'eh god teaches tha' Godanistan's words 'nd no'h demand respect from 'is fellow preach'ehs. May 'et be'h true tha' y'eh wish tha' remove ov't good-strelt Steelwall or myself, tu'h gain Kraltan pow'eh? Tha' language y'eh speak be'h Raev, ye'h religion be'h Raev bu'h... Istvan be'h no true Raev.

*Hogvir finishes off his Carrion black in joy, with a cunning plan in mind.*

Knowing Lark since he joined House Carrion, he has became an indispensable member of our group. From day one he has become both a great character mc'ly and a true friend ooc'ly. He is kind, mature and a genuine person, heck words cannot even describe just how great of a guy Lark really is. I sincerely believe that Lark would be one of the best suited people to get a GM position, that LotC has EVER had.

+1

Good luck Lark, there is nobody else that deserves such a position.

[[This could be interesting]]

*Hogvir Ironcrow watches the messenger as he sprints down from the Krelmstad. The man then approaches him in the street and tells him of the great news*.

Maer bu'h wha' about Lark, 'e be'h tha' Maer, *the messenger briefly explains of Mikhail's intentions and that Lark will not be around so much* Well if Lark b'eh okay wid't 'et then ah'll happil'eh te'ck tha' position.*Hogvir then sits down in his office and takes a gulp of Carrion Black, gracefully accepting the position*.

*sends his crow to both the Dwarven lands and Emanaf, "I shall see which of the horses be of best Raev quality, then my mind will be made and I shall make hand over of good Kraltan minas.

Hogvir Ironcrow takes a seat after a long days walking, now in his early 40's he has walked all his life. His legs are beginning to crumble and wear away so decided that it be best to get a horse. Placing some leaflets out around the cities of Anthos, he hopes to gain relief from the suffering he has endured all his life by walking.

Kraltan man seeking a horse

The horse I wish to purchase must be of black or brown hair, it must be fast and easy to train. I'd expect a viewing before the purchase and hope for a reply quickly. Prices can be debated on the horse however, I have been advised on the price of what a true steed should be priced around.

Many thanks,

Hogvir Ironcrow

((Please feel free to leave a comment here if you can help me with my situation, thanks))

Wonders if said iron is still available? "I shall me'ck send ov't bird soon."

A stricter King would be better, I realize that you need to have fun but its very difficult to find you in any one place and when we do find you, you're either aimlessly running around or doing some trolly RP. So a more /serious/ Heinrik is all we really need, kind of like Godfrey...

Still the 2nd best ruler Oren has ever had, behind Seigmund

Love old time buddy

Hogvir ;) xx

Takes a hit of his cactus green, "Good Kralta be'h best town in't all 'eh Kralta - No wait Oren- Da, best Kralta in Oren..." proceeds to take another hit.

Some rules do seem a little too strict for example, the keeping the torture to a PG-13 level. Surely if all parties that are involved allow/wish for the most violent torture scene possible then this should be allowed to expand from the current PG-13 rated violence. Rather than be caught by a passer by and be reported...

Hogvir wanders round the Krelm aimlessly, headed to places Simeon would have been, the corridors he would have walked through, "Great shame t'eh lose such a'h true Raev."

*wonders who the hell gave Zaltomir such a large arrow supply*

"Well we'h all gott'eh me'ck mon'eh some 'ow."

Carry on Carrion!

*Raises his 6th war-axe of the month*

"Good Greet?! No more raids!"

Bill is one of the best builders in all of LotC. He creates dramatic builds that go above and beyond what anyone could imagine. He is an inspiration to many builders in LotC now, with many towns beginning to copy the Cirdanoth, MM style builds.

I believe he would do well as an ET builder and he has became a good friend both IC'ly and OOC'ly

+1

*Numerous tattered posters are tacked up in and around Abresi, Schattenburg, Kralta and Malinor. They call carry a poor drawing of what can only be described as a deformed rock with hair*

Good Kraltan man Selling

Iron - 10 minas per ingot

Gold - 25 minas per ingot

Diamond - 50 minas per gem

Redstone - 1 mina per dust pile

Lapis - 1 mina per rock

Obsidian - 65 minas per rock

*Hogvir ponders for a moment curious of where Roderick might be. “Where tha' sack 'eh crap 'et these days?" He then carries on his day with a brief chuckle, unaware of Rodericks true disappearance.

OOC:
MC Name: lastdash
Age: 16
Country: England
Timezone: GMT
Skype Name: jamesbennett61
Do you have Teamspeak?: Yes
How long have you been playing on the server?: Just over a year
How long you can you be online per day?: Long enough, depends on the quantity of RP
What past guilds have you been apart of?: Dwarven legion and Carrion army
Have you ever held a leadership role before?: Yes
Do you have a VA? (What evils?): 1A 2A

RP:
Name: Hogvir Ironcrow
Age: 32
Race: Human
Past Experience in military and combat: Served for the Carrion forces eventually gaining the rank of Strannik before being exiled by the Baron. Once killed all 3 opponents in a pvp battle and beat Seigmund Carrion in a fist fight aged just 17.
What are your skills?: Fighting, Very athletic and flexible
What weapon do you prefer?: Just a sword
Why do you wish to join the Order?:With a recent feud with the Baron, I seek revenge and preferably his head.
What are some strength’s of yours?: Knowledge of Ruska and their people
Tell us more about yourself (Brief Biography): Adopted aged 8 by an eunuch by the name of Korthos Ironcrow, Hogvir lived in a tavern run by the Carrion back in Kalos and gained the rank, head resource gatherer. Over time Hogvir's skills improved to the extent that the Baron got jealous, falsely accusing him of crimes of which he did not commit, eventually causing Hogvir to be exiled.

*Hears of the new Lord of Hanseti and spits onto the ground in disgust*

"Nee 'onerable Strelt would fight fe'h a'h Green"

Minecraft Account Name: lastdash

How old are you?:16

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:England

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

Have you had any previous experience in role-playing?:Yes

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: TheCrackerJack,xXBegginBobXx,xXBegginBillXx

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/78985-d-application-for-lotc/

Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum?: 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__1840__gopid__20130919#entry20130919

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of role-playing is:to act as someone that is not yourself and take on there life as your own

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Using knowledge that you know and your character would not to your advantage

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: doing an action without allowing another character to react

In-Character Details

Character Name:Datrus Rungor

Character Race: 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:- Biography: Few years ago there was born a dwarf named Datrus, with his father being a woodcutter and his mother a baker his family were highly thought of in their little hamlet located west of the mountains. 13 years ago Datrus and his father were out doing what they did every day, chopping down the local trees however on this work day there was to become a twist.

Suddenly a group of bandits stampeded through the tall trees chased by two men in battered iron armour, these men were from a dwarven clan however which one is unknown. The Dwarven clan members were surrounded, their fate was practically sealed. I looked on, I had no weapon however within the blink of an eye the two clan member stood strong dripping in blood they removed their helmets. I could not believe what had just occurred before me all I could do was stop and admire the men as one gave me a wink and asked for a place to stay the night as it was almost nightfall.

That night I went to sleep in excitement, these men I had never saw such courage and yet they acknowledged me with arms wide open. I awoke in the morning to realise that the clan members had gone, sprinting and hurdling over barrels and cattle I finally caught the men seconds before they left the wood. I asked for guidance, both sighed. Finally one of the dwarves looked down on me and pointed, “head towards the mountains and the adventurous await you". I never saw the clan members again but I watched on as they travelled on into the horizon.

From then on Datrus made many visits into the mountainous cities when he came across a merchant selling scrolls and ancient books on strategic warfare .Datrus saw this as a sign that this was his true destiny, with few minas in his pocket be paid for the tattered book however he could not read or write so made use of the few sketches drawn in the book and taught himself a few words from within the book. After he had read one book Datrus would head back up towards the city in hope to find another tattered book or scroll, over a period of 13years Datrus had read over 30 books and had studied constantly the arts that he had learnt.

- Character Age: 24

- Character Appearance: Dark blue eyes and ginger Hair alongside a braided beard and a pony tail. Dressed in poor man rags surrounded by many rips and carries a pair of leather gloves to avoid injury towards his hands.

- Character Personality: Datrus is ambitious and tactically aware however is a bit to adventurous for his own good. Finds it easy to get along with people and always wants to help those in need but fails to see that he has nothing to give leaving himself needing.

- Your ambitions: To become a member of a dwarven clan whatever the costs

Open-Response-Questions

[cente r]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 role-play. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.

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? With tactical knowledge that I contain, I know that the best situation would be for me to avoid confrontation however the dwarf is scared and helpless only a heartless soul would let this pass. Grabbing my axe I have no fear of my own safety knowing that only true leaders fight for what they believe in. Sneaking down alongside the road I see a small stone and throw it onto the cobblestone path. The dwarf is then distracted for a few seconds allowing me to get behind it. Being smaller than the orc I cannot reach its neck allowing for clean decapitation so pi aim lower down the body and aim for the leg. Whilst going for the attack I take a deep breath and the lower part of the leg has been taken, at this point the orc screams in agony and cannot move for the pain so i grab my axe it on the orcs neck, taking one final look at the orc he looks at me and stops the ear drum bursting screaming, the orc starts to stare into my soul and says "do it",furiously grabbing for my axe I take the final swing ending the orcs heart cold ways.

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 watch as the man falls saddened by this I help the poor man up and the go collect all his minas and honestly give the man all his money back, the man gets up shaking and confused of what had just happened. The man finally comes to terms with what has just become him so I allow the man to lean on me and we walk back to his house where he will be safe. The old man stares at me and offers me some minas for my assistance however I decline this saying “thank you however you need a new walking stick and a good one does not come cheap”. The old man agrees with me however the old man says that I cannot leave without knowing my name so i reply “Datrus” and hurry on into the town and begin to look for work.

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 see the poor dwarf, he looks saddened and alone, I take a minute to observe the surroundings and not a soul assists the dwarf. Rich men covered head to toe in iron armour pass by and whilst the dwarf is calling out, one of them grab the dwarf and pin him against the stone wall whilst the other begins to destroy the poor man merchandise. The man picks up a vase the one item the dwarf has that looks of worth and drops it towards the ground however the vase was only able to make it to the leg of the human, it had been stopped by myself. The shocked human stares down at me and grabbed the handle of his blade, he tries to threaten me until I grab my axe. The human stares down at me and sees the determination in my eyes, he knows that if he starts trouble there would become a dual to the death between us so he backs off taking his friend with him. The startled then thanks me and offers me a few minas for saving his stall however I decline knowing he needs the minas more than I do.

Minecraft Account Name: lastdash

How old are you?: 16

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT England

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

Have you had any previous experience in role-playing?:yes

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: TheCrackerJack,xXBegginBobXx and xXBegginBillXx

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: none

In your own words, define what the act of role-playing is: Where a person acts as someone not of themselves and must play as if they were this person

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Your character knows something that they wouldn’t already know e.g. the term YOLO would not be known by someone from LOTC

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: To act at a higher rank than the person you are facing e.g. killing someone by crushing their skull without giving them the chance to fight back in an even battle

Character Name: Datrus Gelbyr

Character Race: 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: Datrus is a simple, young 22yr old dwarf full of adventure and courage. He has a pale complexion and a long Ginger beard hanging down to his hips whilst covered head to toe in iron armour to keep him safe against his enemies.

Datrus started his life carrying ores around the mines, his father had a vision for both him and his son to one day have their own mine however Datrus had a different idea, he wanted to see the world ,go beyond the mountains and make something of himself. Training was the key if Datrus could learn how to wield a blade money would come to him he could travel and maybe even one day be a little more than a simple mercenary even become a noble knight if he tried hard enough. Constant training was the key his teacher was an old man that used to serve as a knight for the former king until he was honourably discharged many years ago. The old man was wise aswell as a great fighter and when he knew Datrus was ready sent him off to fend for his own.

What are your characters ambitions? To achieve knighthood and protect the king or to lead a group of bandits built on quality able to raid towns and villages rather than just pick off the odd merchant.

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 simply reply with not today thankyou. I am a looking to make a living myself infact my blade is all that I own and a mercenary working for free is unheard of.

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 swiftly grab my sword being small suddenly become my advantage, i hack at the leg of the orc and make it stare into my dwarven eyes as I slowly puncture its organs and leave it to bleed out, finally I demand a payment off the dwarf off the dwarf, if he so choose to deny my offer threaten him stating "if he does not pay the same fate may become of him"

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?: although i am a greedy and selfish dwarf watching others suffer around me is heart breaking, first I would help the poor old man up and make sure that he is ok checking for injuries, after that i would pick up all of the minas and honestly giving him the money back. feeling saddened by the poor old many fall I simply offer him a free escort back to his home and allow him to lean on my arm in order to make him stable again, at his house I ask the poor old man if he is ok and leave him be hoping that he may just tip me.