Out-Of-Character Details
Minecraft Account Name: ZaneCelmer
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Central Time, Chicagoland area, US
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I have been on multiple roleplaying servers, as well as helping moderate/administrate them.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes, I have.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I heard about it from a friend.
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/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of roleplaying is putting yourself into a different set of mind, that of your character's, and living his life out among other characters. You act upon what you think your character would do, not on your own opinions.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta-gaming is the action of gaining general information on someone else's character or information on a certain thing from outside sources, such as the forums or other peoples' character profiles, and using in in roleplay.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-emoting is the action of completely controlling roleplay without consent, also referred to as "op". for instance, *The bandit stabs both of the men, killing them both before they can even shout out in pain*
In-Character Details
Character Name: Enuzuh
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: Enuzuh is a curious dwarf who has always fancied to read ancient scrolls and scriptures. Unlike his brethren, he doesn't enjoy war and fighting. He would rather study his books, and explore the ancient caves and caverns of the world. He seems like any other dwarf, stocky and short, yet he doesn't have quite as much muscle as the others do. His hands are dry from the pages he holds, and his eyes constantly dart around the room, staying aware of his surroundings. His hair is a dark black, and his eyes glow a passionate amber. He wears robes which he keeps wrapped around himself, and a cloak which he keeps down most of the time. His beard goes to his belly, and he keeps it braided into two knots that are kept together at the ends by beads.
Enuzuh's childhood was not exactly a typical childhood. Being related by cousin to the dwarf Karud Bar, his family was seen as cowards. That is not the story, however. All 4 of Enuzuh's brothers were warriors of the mightiest degree, but he did not compete for their father's favor like his brothers did. Enuzuh used his time reading and gaining knowledge while his brothers continued to master the art of war. For too long had he liven in the shadow of his brothers, always being the disappointment of his father. One night, he had had enough of the scowls his father gave, and at around the age of 75 seasons, he fled from his home, to wander the world without the opinion of his father. Since then, he has been aged by the world, 10 seasons on his own, trying to figure out where he might belong, or where he can further his knowledge in all aspects.
What are your characters ambitions?: To continue to grow and become more knowledgeable in every way.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No, I covered it all for now!
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?
*Stops to look at what the dwarf is selling* "G'dday shop-keeper. What sort of wares d'you sell 'ere?"
*Shopkeeper locks eyes, desperately trying to catch his breath from yelling out* "Ah! A.. A costumer! Well, I sell all sorts of odd trinkets.. What would fancy the eyes of someone as yourself, friend?"
"Well, Aye might be interested in any scrolls you 'ave.. Peraps you 'ave some?" *Raises an eyebrow*
"Ah, Ayem afraid not.. Perhaps I could interest you in some other wares? Axes? Swords? Perhaps a-"
*Extends hand, containing 2 coins* "'ere, mate. Spend 'em wisely, times are difficult for you Aye see.."
*Shopkeeper sputters in excitement* "Th.. Thank you, lad!"
*Nods as he pulls his robes tighter and continues on his way* "Aye, perhaps we will cross again, friend."
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?
*Runs up to the orc and the dwarf who seem to be about to fight* "There seems to be a problem 'ere, am aye correct?"
*Orc snorts as he steps up to Enuzuh* "An' what do you care for, stupid little dwarf? 'Ou one of his kin, uh?"
*Dwarf cowers off to the right, and looks to Enuzuh for help*
*Looks at the orc, and smirks* "Aye, it appears that way.. An' I'm not the only one.. You see, you are surrounded by our 'kin' as you call them. Before this gets uglier than you are.. I'd continue on my way, if Aye was you."
*Orc grunts, and looks around him to try and make out other dwarves in the darkness* "An' what if you're bluffin'?"
*Looks around and whistles* "Do you wish to take that chance?" *Looks to the other dwarf and winks*
*Orc rolls his shoulders and backs away* "Well.. Aye fink.. Bah! Off aye go, for now.. You stupid dwarves!"
*Dwarf sighs and puts his hand on Enuzuh's shoulder* "A million thanks, my dear friend.. How could I repay you?"
*Claps him on the shoulder and looks him in the eye* "You would 'ave done the same. Now go on your way, an' don't meddle in the hair of the orcs.."
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?:
*Eyes widen as he drops all his coins* "Oi! Careful there... Allow me." *Begins to pick up the coins*
*Old man shakes as he is on the ground, looking at the little dwarf in front of him*
"Its allright, Ayem a friend. Come now, up you go.." *Extends his hand to the old man, holding his coins in the other*
"Thank you, kind dwarf.. I have never before been shown such care from your kin." *Still looks untrusting as he looks to Enuzuh's hand*
"Ah, aye almost forgot. 'Ere you are." *Spills the coins into the man's hand* "You seem weak, perhaps we should go and get you a new walking stick?"
*Man's eyes fill with tears as he smiles* "Thank you, but I can walk on my own, for the most part.. Keep a few coins.." *Waits to hear his name*
"Enuzuh. An' I don't need your coin, but thank you. May your future sticks stay forever strong, and your coin always in your pocket!" *Laughs heartily*
