theamazingpickle

[OOC]] MC Name - theamazingpickle Age (Not necessary) - 16 Do you have skype and/or TS (Skype required, both recommended) - kevinisdabesta (but you already got that) -------------- Full name - Ethan Fredrick Why do you wish to join the Falken Order? - My father used to be a Bannerman for House Stayr. Shortly after he passed and left me and my brother orphaned, I decided to follow in his footsteps and become just like him. It would be an honor to join the ranks and I would very much enjoy my time. What section would you prefer? (If Non combatant, write your profession) - Guard section preferably. Why should we accept you? - Ethan loves to help others. He is generally the nice guy looking out for people, while abiding the law. He believes that he can do the job and that he will bring the power of law to those who won't follow it.

Name: Ariana Lyon Surname/House: Lyon Age: 26 Gender: Female Race: Human Citizen Ship Class (A or B): A Physical Description Height: 5'4" Weight: 115 Eye Color: Green Hair Color: Brown Skin Color/Shade: Tan Outstanding Markings/Tattoos: None Personal Information Home Address (Leave blank if unknown): Nation of Residence (Choose one: Renatus, Salvus, Hanseti, Seventis): Kingdom of Oren Profession/Occupation: Merchant Oath(s) of Loyalty For all classes of Citizenship (fill your name in the blanks): "I, Ariana Lyon, hereby swear my loyalty the Emperor of the Holy Oren Empire entirely by my free will. I swear to read and obey the laws of the Empire and understand the punishments and penalties that will be incurred should I violate the law." CLASS A CITIZENS ONLY ((OOC OATH)): "I, Ariana Lyon, hereby acknowledge and give my consent to the OOC rule that should my character be found guilty of High Treason within the Empire, the Emperor personally (and only the Emperor) has the right to execute permanently my character. I accept this condition and make it entirely upon my free will."

Out-Of-Character Information Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate. Minecraft Account Name: theamazingpickle How old are you?:14 Time-Zone: Eastern standard time. Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:Yes What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have been on a couple minecraft RP servers, and two RP forums How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: My friend Hudson. Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: none. Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I will try my best. Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!: Role-playing: Role-playing is a rough form of acting, in which one acts "In-character" and must act as a certain, person, or character, perferably an original one. Meta-gaming: Meta-Gaming is a form ruining RP, it is standardly using out-of-character information to effect RP, and can hinder, remove realism, or downright ruin RP. Power-emoting: Power-emoting is another way of hindering RP. It is usualy when someone acts in a way that either doesnt allow another person to respond/act, or when one emotes being more powerful than they would IC'ly be. Example: *Small child beats 300 pound orc to death* in-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character: Full Name: Bunting "Puckle" signus Current Age: 38 Sub-race (if any): Northerner Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Bunting Signus was born in Arethor, Asulon, and was the single child of two poor merchants of the albino clan Signus. The name "Bunting" is a word used to describe a sudden, pleasant surprise, and that, was the nature of Bunting's birth, as he was completely unexpected, for his mother bore little to no signs of her pregnancy, and was in-fact born in the middle of the small abode of his parents. having been born of two members of Clan Signus (They were cousins) and as is the norm in the family, was born a ghastly albino pale, and bore pink eyes, instead of blue, or green. Though sadly, Bunting was not born perfect, (as is the cost of being inbred) a small birth-defect was found in him. against the anatomy normal people, Bunting's heart was formed on the right side of his body, which fortunately had no effect on the boy's health. so of which, he was nichnamed "Puckle" an ancient word used to name a fumble, or mess up. Bunting's childhood was less than perfect, mostly due to the fact of his parents poverty, and grew up constantly doing chores, or other jobs to aid in his parents, whether sweeping around the their shabby stall, to calling out in the streets to get more customers, though sadly, most of which was in vain, for their funds barely ever increased more than enough to feed themselves, and pay taxes. And yet, Bunting grew up happy, for he learned to enjoy the smaller, and more important things in life: home, family, and most of all, food... Bunting loved food! there was little he cared about more, save his parents, and extended family, he loved cooking with the small amount of ingredients his parents could afford, and took it as a personal challenge to make every crumb his parents bought to be delicacy. And for the most part he was succesful. using odd mushrooms and herbs he found, he was able to constantly make every meager meal a blessing At age 23, (While in elysium) he bid his parents farewell, and got a job at an inn, and he loved it. He was able to afford more, and more ingredients, and the main consuming of his time in the day was constant trial and error, finding new recipes, making new recipes, expreiementing, and altogether making amazing food, 5 years later he moved to Kalos, where he followed the owner of the inn, and continued his constant urge to make the best food. The boat-ride to Anthos was an intresting experience for Bunting for truly, he adored boats, a small cracker floating in a endlessly huge bowl of soup, and for the most part assisted the ship's main cook in the preparing of the food (much to the pleasure of its patrons), and was greatly commended for his cooking, (which gave him quite a large amount self-confidence). Now Bunting stands at the cloud temple, ready to begin a new adventure. (and some new culinary experiments) Ambitions for the Future: Bunting hopesd to own an inn, or resaurant, and meet some more of his family in Anthos. Personality: Bunting is a very jolly person, and rarely ever is frowning, but yet, is very absent minded, and will rarely get himself caught up in un-pleasant affairs. Skills: Bunting is an extremely good cook, and is a descent gardener, though, he has little, to no fighting skills Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): Any other details you wish to share about your character: In this application, Bunting is a member of the albino Clan Signus, a family created by my friend http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/user/43811-quavinir-signus/ , whom has given me full permission to apply as part as his family. 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: Bunting looks at the darkly clad man, a slight twinge of suspicion comes to his mind "That cant be good" he thinks to himself, he begins to walk up to one of the guards, but then stops "What does it matter? the palace has guards. they surely will notice, wont they?" he thinks, "But say they dont notice?" say he is an assasin!" his mind argues back. "Well than the guard needs to be fired" Bunting chuckles to himself "Oh well.." he says aloud, and continues his business, not caring whatever the black clad man does. 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: Bunting looks at the old man, and begins reaching for his sword, than stops "Truly, you want to get yoursef killed, dont you..." he thinks to himself "But that man! He is being robbed!" he franticly to himself mentaly. "And if you want to be robbed to?" he reasons with himself. "We have to do something, anything?!?" he again says to himself franticly, the better part of himself coming up "Yes! we can get out of here! before we get ourselves killed" he says now aloud, yet in a hushed tone, and this time he heeds his own suggestions, and runs away quietly, leaving the old man to defend himself from the brigands. 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: Bunting looks over the assorted goods, a sword, a few pieces of parchement, an odd smelling balm, but then something catches his pink eye, a large jar of tomato paste, old, yet appearing to still be fit to eat. "How much for the jar of tomato?" Bunting asks the man. "Uh, that jar of paste? its a month old, ye' sure you want it?" the man asks, raising one of his bushy eyebrows significantly "Yes! Yes I do! how much for it?" Bunting asks enthusiasticly "Twelve minas!" the man says picking up the jar "Twelve minas?!? thats ridiculous! i'll give you 3 minas" Bunting replies peeved "nine minas!" the man says looking a tad bit worried, "5 minas!" bunting says "Seven!" theman says holding out the jar "Make it 6 and i'll buy it." bunting says, "Deal." the man replies, Bunting reaches into his minas pouch, and gingerly places 6 minas on the stall, which is quickly snatched up by the stall keeper, "Pleasure doin' business with ya'" he says handing over the jar "You to, I guess.." Bunting says, and hastily walks away from the stall.