Minecraft Account Name: Snipersam97
How old are you?: I am 16 years old.
Time-Zone: Eastern US
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I played WOW and many other games with RP like runecape
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching for something like lotc with
races and RP
* I am sorry but minecraft forums is having a problem for me and I cant reply to the LOTC topic I have talked to the last AT member about this and they told me to include this in my next application. If you have wueations or a way for me to fix this feel free to shoot me a private message. =)
Link any applications that you have previously made for the
server: (1) http://www.lordofthe...60-application/
(2) http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/86443-elf-application-snipersam97/
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make
use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take
any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Acting as a character in a game with actions and doing things to them actions
Meta-gaming: using something your character doesn't know to win or come on top in a problem
Power-emoting: Using text to an unfair advantage (ex. Does back flips and obliterates everything) what I call OP
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Sam Lorithan
Current Age: 28
Sub-race (if any): Wood Elf
Link for skin: http://imgur.com/GlS0unW
skin Change due to pending: http://imgur.com/Yenq4PA
Characters appearance: Sam is a very jolly fellow with a black and dark green cloak and leather amour. He has long red hair with a brown buckled sash going over his left shoulder.
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+
paragraphs long)
Born in Malinor the great Capital of the elves was a small but agile boy.Starting as
just a boy, the boy hunted with a passion. At age 15 Sam was able to wield a small
short bow. The boy grew up fast as the time went on his eyes grew sharp for every
day, he felt something was wrong. The boy grew scared and started to hear his
dad talking to men outside his window of the small tree him and his father
lived in. Every night he heard more and more about the conversations that
seemed to repeat with growing intensity. Then one night he knew something was
wrong the boy heard his father yell ''I can pay my fee but i need more time
please!'' The sound of a deep dark hateful man said '' You have till tomorrow
to pay but no more. If I come back and don't get what I want I will take your
wife she seems like something I could get a taste of..'' That night as Sam cried himself
to sleep he wandered what would happen to his family not knowing that he was
soon to be scared for the rest of his life. The next day his father told him of the fines he needed and how they would have to leave town. Sam however wanted
to make a stance he told his father he knew a way to come up with the money but
he would have to act quick. His father gave him till dusk then they would have
to leave town. Sam went to search for money to earn but he began to loose hope,
then he saw a archery contest in town square at the local blacksmith. Sam took
the chance and spent the 50 coins he only had. The contest was rough but Sam
won. Excited to tell his father they would be safe for another night and maybe
more he ran home, when he got there he ran inside and yelled I got the money!
No one answered so he went upstairs his father had been stabbed three times and
was bleeding out. Sam ran up to his father and said '' Father! Father!'' * the
fathers eyes opened slightly.* That was when Sam heard the words of his father
last breath '' I love you, be good.'' Sam performed a burial that day for his
father. As he grieved in silence over his fathers wooden cross, he prayed that his mother will be ok for he knew he might never see her again.
Many years passed and Sam gave up hope, the trail to his mother was lost to never to be found. So he decided to try to find a place and settle down. He started going to nearby towns asking for work and anyway other ways he could make money. He traveled all across the lands searching for work, and saving his money. Hunting and fishing for food became a good way to enhance his archery and survival skills. However, his downfall was he wasn't good with his sword. Like most wood elves his bow was his passion. Archery and fishing were the only things that made him feel like he was with his dad. Sam enjoys his work still today. Fishing and hunting in the elf lands and still trying to get enough money to buy a house of his own.
Ambitions for the Future: To become a master in survival skills and to settle down.
Personality: Humorous outgoing and always eager to help
Skills: Archery Fishing
Any other details you wish to share about your character: He gets along good with other races and loves to socialize.
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
older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer: Sam : What is going on here?
Old man: This young short stuff isn't anything wouldn't you agree?
Sam : isn't anything eh? well ill tell u what old man when you can run as fast as
this kid you tell me when he is worth something.
Kid : *smiles with pride*
Old man: well just because he can run fast doesn't mean squat knowledge is power my
friend.
Sam: this may be true but with knowledge comes responsibility and also the best
knowledge is that which is shared and it seems u are mocking him and not
sharing your knowledge. Just remember elder. You can teach and tell stories but
this kid still has stories to be written that's the best time of all in a elf's
life youth
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: Sam: *rushes to help old man* are you ok?
( as the old man lays there bruised and hurt he tries to stand but can not do it alone)
old man: yes thanks laddy but i am a bit bruised up..
(Sam stairs at the old man knowing he wont make it home in his condition)
Sam: hang tight let me gather these coins and I will take you to the nearest inn you need to rest.
You shouldn't be traveling alone like this.
Old man : that sounds lovely thank you.
(Traveling to the inn the old man tells interesting stories. After they
get to the inn the old man hands his coins to Sam with a smile
Sam: oh no your and elder its my pleasure to look after those who are
wise i wont be accepting that however if you would like i would like to hear
some more of your stories tho.
( the old man smiles with pleasure)
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)
( travelling up the road Sam notices a man with a carriage as he approaches the man spoke) Merchant : you look like a man of a good stance with a
bow i got something that would suit you nicely
(intrigued by what the man had to say Sam's eyes grew
interested)
Sam: well show me
what you got then salesman.
(as the merchant takes out from the carriage Sam looked
around sharply for anything he might want then he saw a bow that took his eye)
Sam: Is that bow made from willow wood?
( the merchant eager to make a sale jumps right into
details)
Merchant: this here is a fine willow bow made from the best
of all fletches. It is made from willow with fine silk from only the softest and strongest material.
Sam : mind if i try it out ?
Merchant: not at all not at all however you break u buy!
( Sam picks up the bow and aims for a apple on a nearby
apple tree and shoots with steady aim)
Sam: i like it! How much?
Merchant : only 200 gold pieces.
Sam : come now u got to give me a better price than that..Only a noble could afford it...
Merchant: Erm... fine
150 ?
Sam: hmm... i only got 150 i need to eat tonight to you
know...
( the merchant grows frisky)
Merchant: 125? no lower i got to make a profit too u know
...
Sam : Call it a deal!