Out-Of-Character Information
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as
possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: IcyBloodRaven
How old are you?: 15 going onto 16
Time-Zone: America Eastern
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes, of
course.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:
I’m currently using a MORPG to
roleplay with my friends from other parts of the world. The game itself is
called Feral-Heart, the roleplay that I’m currently in is called Aemuli Novum,
which is the restart of a old roleplay I was in called Aequalis. During the
time of the fall of Aequalis and the rise of Novum, I was a staff member in a
roleplay called Project Psychosis, but had to step down due to personal issues.
I’m now also serving in another small rp called Calvarium and starting to help
make a roleplay called Galdu-Arima.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?:
My
friend talks about it in school, and I got really interested. I started to ask
more and more questions and then my friend answer then and told me her
characters backstory. It seemed like a lot of fun so I thought why not try and
join.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the
server:
Sorry, I’m new and wasn’t in any other
servers, but I can link the Feral-Heart rps that I was in before. http://project-psychosis.webs.com http://aequalis.webs.com www.novum.webs.com http://galdu-arima.webs.com/ http://calvarium.webs.com/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If
not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make
use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes,
Yes.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take
any definitions from elsewhere!
Role-playing: When you leave the world and enter into a
character that you can use to any way that you want. Sometimes this gaming can
help people forget world problems and issues and let themselves be free with
this persona.
Meta-gaming: Having everyone pay attention to you and
bringing drama to yourself. Dragging your friends into helping you when they
are nowhere near you and is only contacting you through another program; Skype,
Texting, etc.
Power-emoting: Hitting or attacking or interacting with
someone before they get to respond to your first post towards them. Attacking
someone without even posting in the first place.
In-Character Information
Complete the following biography on your character
Full Name: Chirr’Velulaei (Laei)
Current Age: 158 years old
Sub-race (if any): Half Wood elf and Cave elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+
paragraphs long):
Being a small girl, Chirr’Velulaei was always a bit more different from the rest of
the group. She tended to keep to herself more, being a loner type throughout her whole life. Her quietness is due to a back stab to her
innocent life. When she was five years old, Laei had one good friend. Trusting
her whole life in this one friend, telling her everything she saw, knew, and
heard. After telling her friend about a crush she had on another elf. Her
friend went around telling everyone, feeling the stab of a broken trust, the
little girl shunned herself from the world and kept everything dear to her close
and everything meaningful, closer. Also being half cave elf didn’t help her at
all when she was little. Shunned from the world for having the hair and eye
colors of a cave elf, Laei was left to wander the world with her father and
mother.
With her mother always returning to the mine caves, Laei was left behind with her
father, but after venturing in the mines she never returned. Motherless at the
age of six, Laei only had her father left. He was there for her, everyday, the
only person she could trust after that heart breaking day. While out in The
Wilds, her father was gathering berries and wood. Laei, now 15, was collecting
flowers in a nearby patch. Out of the blue a bandit jumped from the trees and
shot four arrows into her father’s heart, causing his death. After this event
the teenaged mix breed vowed to learn how to fight for the death of her father.
Taking her father’s bow, Laei trained herself to become as skilled as him. At
the age of 100 the inverted little elf is now a stronger woman. Even with her
life kept in a close jar, the elf continues to hunt for the man that killed her
father.
Ambitions for the Future: Becoming a skilled archer and to
avenge her father’s death.
Personality:
Chirr’Velulaei is a shy, inverted elf. Her strength alone is fueled by anger and hatred.
Though her cool exterior doesn’t show it, the female gets mad and upset quite
easily. Laei can get very jealous of others when she sees a happy family, the
pain of losing her mother and father is just too much for her to bare.
Skills: Archery, herbs, and close combat.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your
skin):
Chirr’Velulaei is a coco skinned female. With
the eyes and hair color of her mother, her colors of a cave elf: icy blue eyes
and a blazing white hair. Her hair is short with long side hair and bangs. http://oi50.tinypic.com/11r8106.jpg
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
Chirr’Velulaei never shows her emotions, or negative ones like anger, sadness, etc, but when she
does she will explode with anger. An unhealthy trait she had ever since her
friend stabbed her in the heart.
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. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the
sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of
High Elves are mocking a small Wood Elf child. How do you react?
Answer:
Peering through the bushes
the white haired elf looked in shock at a group of High elves mocking a wood
elf. Feeling a pain of sympathy towards the bullied child, she made no choice.
Grabbing her bow from her back, she pulled out an arrow and walked out of the
bushes. Giving a dirty look at the high elves, she called them out with a low
monotone voice, “Leave.” Her optics we’re growling from the sicken scene.
Chirr’Velulaei wouldn’t change her position, her elbows we’re still high in the
air as the arrow was pointed straight at the taller elf’s head, guessing that
he was the leader of this group. “Must I repeat myself?” questioned the female
elf. Her voice was starting to become even deeper, sounding demonic. Her stance
was strong, with her legs firmly planted in the ground and her back straight,
Laei was ready for anything to come at her, even the high elves wrath. It
wouldn’t matter to her, as long as she stood up for something that needs
protecting.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come
across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you,
falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch
of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the
pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:
A cool evening has taken
place in the Elven forest, attracting most elves to go venture and play within
its thick trees. While the white haired wood elf Halfling was walking through a
quiet forest trail, the sun was shining down between the tree leaves. A slow
breeze streamed through the branches as the world softly turned. Looking ahead
of her an old man was walking towards her, trying to walk on the side to let
the old man pass without effort. He suddenly collapsed before her. Coins
skidded across the trail as his money pouch spilt open upon impact on the
ground. “Sir!” crouching down to the fallen elder, Chirr’Velulaei gathered all
the coins around her and the male. Placing them in his coin bag, Laei helped
the man up back to his feet and placed the bag of coins in his palm. “Please
try to be more careful.” Giving a small smile to the old man, she continued her
walk through the cool forest.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across
a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of
it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his
carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle
for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for
prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:
Walking through the
wintery woods, the snowed haired elf walked quietly through the woods, hunting
for some sheep. Peering behind a tall oak tree, Chirr’Velulaei spotted a small
clearing up ahead. Curious, she walked slowly over to the clearing to find a
large colorful carriage with a man using it as a table. Staying behind the
tree, the Halfling examined the man. Medium height, dark auburn hair with small
patches of hair on his chin. Smoking a pipe, he’s eyes connected with hers.
Pulling her body behind the tree as a small gasp sneaked out of her mouth, her
heart started to race, not knowing whether the man was nice or malicious.
“Pretty lady, come! Come!”
Calling her over the dealer started to wave his hand towards himself. Peering back at the man, Laei clung
to her bow. “Come, I mean no harm, I have sales!” Calling her out again the
dealer seemed to be escalating his voice. Sighing, Laei let her guard down and
walked towards the man with the chart. Passing over the baked goods and fruits,
the coco-skinned elf looked through the weaponry that the man had in stock.
Pointing at the arrows, Laei looked up at the dealer with her icy glare. “Aw,
Good eye my lady. 64 arrows for just 60 Minas, good sale.”
Looking at the man eye to
eye, the she-elf placed 180 Minas. Looking over at some watermelon slices, she
silent stride to the fruit section that she passed by early. Her icy orbs
started at the water melons as the dealer gathered her three sets of new
arrows. “How much sir?” Pointing to the glistening fruit with a straight face,
Laei grabbed her change purse with her other hand.
“Ten Minas for ten
watermelon slices.” He smiled and let out a small chuckle.
Placing down ten more
Minas, Laei took the liberty and gathered the ten slices she wanted. Gently
placing them in her bag she waited for the dealer to gather all the arrows she
order.
“Here you go little one,
192 arrows, I threw in five free enchanted arrows.” Handing over the bundle of
arrows, the mixed breed elf looked up to the dealer, bowed and waved good-bye.