Nayrukaita

Leena Poppyboon had been having a spectactular time at Lenfest. Feasting on pie, cheese, bread, and a mug of her favorite ale (Spice of Apple, and two mugs to be precise), she'd just finished watching and cheering on the pig racers and chatting happily with the proud owner of a new golden shovel when she had her most unfortunate accident. A pig, free of its rider and no doubt scared out of its bacon by the race itself, made a headlong rush for freedom across the road, and little Leena, petite even by hobbit standards, just happened to be the only obsticle. It plowed into her and kept going, throwing her into the air. Screaming, she fell back to the earth, breaking her fall, or more accurately her fall breaking her, on a large mossy stump. After the doctor and other halflings managed to scrape her off the log and patch her up, she had a broken leg, sprained wrist, and an assortment of bumps and bruises, and was left to recover in her rented room at the Inn. ((Just a quick update about Leena. I myself have been out of comission because of my health condition flairing up, but don't write me or her off just yet guys :) Also, thanks for Lenfest! Sorry I couldn't be there the whole time))

Leena seems excessively worried, wringing her hands. Mister Bili, alone out there with all those fiendish creatures...? She shakes her head. "Nothin' for it, nothin' for it, Leena," she murmurs to herself. "'E'll be okay..." She wanders off towards home, deciding to bring the kids one of her special pumpkin tarts later.

Leena smiles a bit, looking hopeful. "Aye truly 'ope so, sir. Aye know aye'll be mighty glad t'see them!"

Leena jumps, startled out of her daydreams. "O-Oh! Ah..." Well, he certainly wasn't a halfling, but then again, he did seem to be the rather friendly sort. Murders typically didn't ask their victims their names, of this Leena was more-than-fairly certain. She offers a smile, albeit a nervous one. "Leena Poppyboon, sir." ((Thank you muchly!))

Saying that getting to Halfling Island was a challenge would be a gross understatement. Not only had Leena spent almost every Minas just getting to the docks, but once there, she'd had to wander in the rain for hours, trying to find someone of friendly-looking demeanor to ask about a boat that might take her to kin. Alas, the grand majority running about the docks were frightful, powerful looking tall-folk, and Leena could barely muster up a 'a'scuse me' without stuttering and losing her nerve. The worst was when an Orc, no doubt looking for passage, decided to have a merry time chasing her to the end of a dock and urging her to jump off. Which, as soon as he took a step closer, she did. By the time she'd swam to shore and clambered back onto the docks, she was soaking wet, shivering, and definately felt the sniffles coming on. It was by a stroke of pure luck that she'd run into another halfling, who, bless his heart, led her to a barrel-boat that accepted halflings only. With heartfelt thanks, Leena climbed onto the boat, emptied her last Minas into the boatman's hands, and settled down for the ride, daydreaming about a warm hearth, good mead, and even better company.

Leena would have missed the new note entirely, had the apple she'd been about to eat not slipped out of her hand and rolled to bump against the board's support beams. After claiming her apple once more (less than three seconds, you know) and rising, she finds a new note proudly posted on it. She reads all the names on it, and, not about to be rude, goes to add hers as well. She has to borrow a quill and ink from a neighbor, but writes her name and occupation on the list. "Leena Poppyboon - Baker"

I sent you a contact request on skype, Nate. :wink:

(( Ah! Thank you, I won't. Was curious. ))

((I do have a question, as a new Halfling, where will the Halflings stay until Anthos?))

((As a new halfling, I tip my hat to you for this great idea! It'll be nice to have some knowledge going into this, even though Leena will be quite without a clue. ))

Out-Of-Character Information Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate. Minecraft Account Name: Nayrukaita How old are you?:22 Time-Zone: (UTC-06:00) Central Time Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have. What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:I began roleplaying at fourteen years old on the Gaia forums, before moving onto several RP MUDs (to those who have never heard of them, think of an old text adventure game, only played with other people). I’m still active in two of them, and the third just ended after a two and a half year run. How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I’ve heard of LotC before, and after some research, I found it was the most highest recommended of the Minecraft RP servers. Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: N/A Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): I’ll be posting this to the Minecraft Forum first, in fact. Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Indeed I have, as well as all the lore listed on the wiki. I’ve also read several of the threads in the Halfling Roleplay Forum, the Halfling rules, how to get a Burrow, and have a good grasp of the LotC Halfling timeline. Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!: Role-playing: To write for and immerse yourself in the mindset of a character who exists in another world, and subsequently experience scenarios that would be impossible in any other artistic medium. Meta-gaming: Forgetting or deliberately ignoring the boundaries between your character and yourself in regards to knowledge, usually in the attempt to make your character seem wiser, more knowledgeable, or even more well-liked in game. As an example, if a thief was trying to steal a certain artifact, and knew it was in a certain house in a certain chest because their player possessed the knowledge, though the character would have no reason to know so. Power-emoting: Ignoring the boundaries within the set universe to give your character impossible, god-like powers, or try to twist fate so that it favors your character unreasonably. For example, if a halfling character wiped out an Orc settlement with his shovel, or a human miraculously recovered from a lethal wound without explanation. In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character: Full Name: Leena Poppyboon Current Age: 36 Sub-race (if any): Halfling Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Leena was born to her parents, Burby and May Poppyboon, in the peaceful hamlet of Branborough. She spent her childhood enjoying the vale’s simple and abundant joys, trying to coax the ‘river monster’ from its den by tossing pebbles into the waters, fishing, and climbing trees to claim their fruit. However, those years came to an end when her father decided to move his family out to the west. Burby had long dreamed of founding a halfling town of his own, and, joined by two other families, he began eagerly trying to set up a settlement. His wife May, while missing Branborough, did her best to help her husband. Little Leena was the one who took it hardest, as all children separated from friends and family do. The two other families that joined them were young and had no children for Leena to play with. So instead, the girl devoted her attentions to helping her mother and father, and mastering the craft her family was known for: baking. In a few years time, Leena had surpassed her mother’s skill, and announced that when she grew up, she was going to open a bakery. Her father praised his daughter’s decision, as no halfling settlement should be without good food, least of all his. Sadly, Burby’s dream of establishing a town never came to fruition. Orc raids, a harsh drought, and whispers of growing danger drove the other families away one by one, until finally Leena and her parents were forced to pack their few belongings and abandon the settlement as well. The years passed quickly without the Poppyboons finding a permanent home. The dangers and yearning for home took a toll on Leena’s parents; her mother died of illness, and her father soon followed, but not before he made his daughter promise to seek the simple, happy life of her childhood. With only a small pack of belongings, a half-full coin purse, and her mother’s treasured recipes, the fully-grown Leena set out to find a place she could put roots down among her kin. Ambitions for the Future: To settle down on a good patch of earth, open a bakery, and perhaps even find a strapping young halfling for a husband. She’d also like to own her own cow. Personality: Sweet, kind, and enthusiastic about life’s simple pleasures; often frightened or anxious, and easily startled; wary of strangers, but polite. Gets a bit more brave and saucy when she gets enough honey mead into her. Skills: Cooking, particularly baking, at which she excels. Modestly good at farming, but nothing fancier than a few flower beds and the family vegetable garden. A good singer. Fishing strictly as a hobby. Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): Leena is petite and modestly pretty, with one green eye and one green-blue eye. She has long mahogany locks she keeps tied back with green ribbon. She wears a cream-colored blouse with loose sleeves that hang to reveal her shoulders, a leather corset, and a forest green cotton skirt that ends just below her knees. Her legs and feet are bare. Any other details you wish to share about your character:Leena has an inherent distrust of other races, particularly Orcs. The race she finds most agreeable are Elves, but much prefers them, like the other races, to keep to themselves. Due to little experience with men, she becomes quite shy when they focus their attentions on her. 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. ____ 1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do? Answer: Leena would quickly move as far away from the thief as possible. She’d consider telling the guards about the unsavory character, but decide the guards, with their armor and weapons, are just too frightful-looking for her to talk to. After a few moments of inner turmoil, she’d assure herself the palace will no doubt be bustling with guards and the shady character wouldn’t make it far. Besides, it was really none of her business to begin with, and if she had informed a guard and they’d caught the character, why, for all she knew, he might go after her the next time. Yes, she would decide, it was for the best she ignored the event entirely. Leena would use this instance as evidence that the world of the tall-folk is indeed no place for a halfling. 2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react? Answer: Leena would run as fast as her bare feet could carry her, holding her sword and casting fearful glances over her shoulder. When she was safely out of danger, she’d worry about the old man, but convince herself that he was probably just fine. After all, he did have a knife. As she thought about it more, she’d wonder why they were going after a clearly poor man to begin with, and then decide in horror it must have been an elaborate scheme to mug her, and if she’d charged in to help the man, they’d have all turned on her, stolen her belongings, and left her to rot. This revelation would send her scurrying quickly back home, relieved she had avoided such danger, and praising her instincts. 3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens). Answer: Leena would be wary at first, thinking the items might be stolen, but after noticing he does indeed have quite a few good things, she’d move a bit closer to browse. She’d ask the merchant a few questions about where he got his wares, and after being satisfied with his answers, begin to look in earnest. Her attention would go right to the food he had. She’d curiously ask about a few sausages hanging, and, when informed they were made using an Orcish recipe, scoot away and go back to browsing the cheeses. She’d take a special interest in a small round of fine aged cheddar, and offer a few Minas less than what she typically would spend. When the man asked for a wee bit more, Leena would agree, and pay for it. She’d again offer a little less on a jar of peach jelly, but when he asked for more, reply that she could probably make it at home, and go to look elsewhere before the man agreed to her former price. Leena would purchase it happily, thinking she’d found a great deal, and go on to buy some flour and sugar at their listed price, because the poor man probably has a family to feed and trying to get everything at a discount would make her just as greedy as a dwarf. Leena would glance at the eggs and butter, but decide to purchase such things from her farming kinsmen; their produce would undoubtedly be safer and taste better, and she’d much rather give her Minas to her neighbors. Leena would conclude her business with a smile and a “Good day t’ye then!”, and set off for home with her treasures in hand.