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    Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
     
    Minecraft Account Name:littleavee
     
    How old are you?:14.
     
    Time-Zone:Eastern.
     
    Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:Yes.
     
    What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:I have played on TCoH and have done Forum RP's
     
    How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?:My friend MohawkBoi known as Aramis Lyon or Effy Stonem told me about the server and I wanted to try it because it sounded like fun.
     
    Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:I haven't made any.
     
    Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):I am posting it after I finish this application.
     
    Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:Yes I have read the human lore and will make sure to include it in my biography.
     
    Definitions
    In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
     
    Role-playing:To act like someone or something that you really aren't.
     
    Meta-gaming:Knowing something your character couldn't possibly know to your advantage.
     
    Power-emoting:To act like your character can do anything without struggle or very little struggle.
     
    In-Character Information:
    Complete the following biography on your character:
     
    Full Name:Alexander Ventimig
     
    Current Age:23
     
    Sub-race (if any):
     
    Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): 
     
        When Alexander was just a young boy he worked in his fathers tavern that went by the name of the Broken Shield in Salvus. Before the evacuation for the war. They made lot's of money from
    ale that their mother brewed. Alexander always dreamed of actually owning the Broken Shield. Not just working in it.Alexander was tired of just serving people. He wanted to be the owner the 
    boss of it all telling people what to do.He didn't want to become noble though, no that would have been to much for him. He didn't know much about war strategies nor combat himself and was 
    a terrible sword fighter.
        
        His mother taught him how to read and write so if Alexander was not cleaning tables in the tavern he was either reading letters out to his father or writting them for him. He learned a 
    bit about how trading works because his father needed to buy the supplies needed to keep the Tavern thriving. His fathers name was Aliestor. Aliestor loved being the boss, telling people what
    to do and most of all his father loved to swear. He swore at Alexander, swore at his wife and swore mostly at his other workers. Alexander used to think to his self he wouldn't be as mean to 
    his workers he would treat them with respect but indeed he would love being the boss.
     
        As the long days of writing and cleaning and reading and being swore at bore on. Alexander grew at the age of 17 the evacuation came. The war was beginning it wasn't safe at all. His 
    father refused to leave his tavern and everything back in Salvus locked away. But he had to his mother soon convinced them and they left with the Minas they had to Abresi the capital of Oren.
    He was ecstatic to be in Abresi it was so large and full of excitement. He saw the men with red bandanna's named the Flays walking around. But he feared them, they were aggressive and he knew to 
    stay away from them. He saw the proud Stafyrs in their uniforms protecting the streets of Abresi and he thought maybe one day he would join them. But alas he was terrible at combat and 
    wouldn't do much good in war. His parents though didn't see much in Abresi as he did. They thought it was full of nobles looking for a reason to string you up to a tree. They thought it was 
    full of danger the Flays looking for a fight. And they also thought there was little to no opportunity to restart the Broken Shield in Abresi. The prices to buy a place were ridiculous so 
    they bought a home in Ager. His father most of all was hurt only having his wife and son to order around.
     
        The prices for food were raising and they couldn't find much work to do. Soon his father was farming for the Althereds and his mother was scrubbing floors in the Flayed mans inn. Soon 
    Alexander made a friend who's name was Typhin. Typhin enjoyed going into the wilds and Alexander followed him into it. They would find wares in abandoned homes and ruins. Alexander used the 
    skills he knew to start selling his wares and surprisingly he made a bit of money. One day when they ventured into the wilds they went into an old looking wooden home. They were rummaging 
    through the chests finding things like clubs and very strangely human heads. They stayed in there though searching they believed they were the only ones that still came to the wilds with the
    war going on and all.
     
      As Alexander saw a ladder leading downwards he climbed down finding a small room dimly lit with one chest. When he opened it he heard. "WUB LATZ DOING IN MI HUM!" He turned to see a very 
    large fat orc wearing only a loin cloth with blood red eyes and missing teeth. Alexander dropped everything he was holding in fear. He couldn't fight an orc he can barley fight a child. 
    His mouth couldn't say any words he couldn't do anything until the orc said. "Latz look yummy" his mind was able to think one word run! He picked up the one heavy club he took and spun it 
    upward throwing it at the orc. The club hit the orc and it began yelling "LATZ DIE NUW, LATZ DIE NUW" Alexander was already up the ladder and running he didn't see Typhin anywhere but he 
    saw the things he took on the ground. He shook his head Typhin must have already ran he sprinted out the door and into the wilds feeling the rumbling of the fat orcs foot steps coming closer.
    The orc may have been strong but he was slow Alexander had one thing speed. He was a distance from the orc and he can faintly hear the orc yelling  "NUB, NUB ME EAT LATZ."
     
        Running out of breath he slowed down breathing heavily  he lost the orc he lived he couldn't help but smile but he knew that he would stop going into the wilds again he needed a new way 
    to gain his wares. Soon as the dwarven war came to an end the Rebellion began he had not seen Typhin for a while but his new way of getting wares was a lot safer and easier. He would buy 
    things for a lower price and sell them for higher it was simple why didn't he do that before. He was making quite a bit of cash off of the rebellion selling weapons to the civilians who 
    probably couldn't defend them selves seeing as how the Flays were attacking people more frequently in the streets of Abresi. He rarely came home he stayed out day and night trying to sell his
    wares by the fountain and he did sell. Soon the rebellion ended with a peace treaty and Alexander was getting older. At the age of 23 he met a man that went by the name Aramis Lyon. Who he 
    then told about his dream to open up a new tavern in Abresi. Aramis told him that his family were nobles but fairly low they owned a barony in Ager which they called Cheviot. He said not 
    being the oldest he wanted to find a way to make a bigger name for himself. Him already being an arm wrestling champion of Abresi he also wanted to open a tavern. A tavern with a large stage 
    to Arm wrestle on. Aramis made Alexander laugh and they soon became good friends they decided to try and achieve this dream together. And thats where Alexanders real journey begins with 
    Aramis Lyon a man who is a bit aggressive and him self always trying to avoid combat maybe Alexander will get the tavern and complete his goal. Or maybe be attacked by the people who want 
    Aramis dead and die trying.  
     
    Ambitions for the Future: To open up a famous tavern in Abresi.
     
    Personality: Generous, persuasive, yet dishonest and decisive.
     
    Skills: Bartering and speech.
     
    Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): post-61647-0-44904600-1375101497_thumb.p
     
    Any other details you wish to share about your character: None.
     
    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. 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: ~Alexander would be next to Aramis~  "SELLING WEAPONS, ARMOUR AND FOOD ANY OTHER SUPPLIES!" *Alexander yells aloud as he sees the dark clothed figure pass by him* *Alexander then 
    begins to tap Aramis' shoulder* Alexander: "Aramis... Look." *He points to the clothed man* Aramis: "It's just a lad who don't know how to dress don't judge 'im." Alexander: "It's a man in 
    dark clothing. with a hood on and not to mention he is heading towards the Emperors palace. Also I think most people who would head to the EMPERORS PALACE would know how to dress" Aramis: 
    "And how the hell do you know he is trying to go to the Emperors Palace he could be just going in that direction. Anyways there are guards there let them handle there damn jobs mate." 
    Alexander: "Aramis please if we do stop an attack it can help us get a reputation follow him and make sure he is heading for the emperors palace and then we can get the guards." Aramis: 
    "Fine... **** mate.. Always got to be trying to help people eh?" *~Aramis goes off following the man silently and after 3 minutes he hurries back~* Aramis: "Ye were right mate he is going to 
    the palace" Alexander: "Haha I'm right again.. Alright I will go call the guard." Aramis: "WAIT! I haven't gotten to kill some scum in a bit let me get him" Alexander: "Fine you can get him 
    but DO NOT KILL HIM who knows he might not have the intention of hurting anyone we just need to question h-" Aramis: "Yeah,yeah mate" *Aramis yells back as he runs off and Alexander shakes 
    his head grinning* ~Aramis can be seen chasing the man and the hooded figure turns around and breaks into a sprint as Aramis jumps at him wrapping his arms around him and pinning him to the 
    ground as Aramis shouts at the top of his lungs* "I GOT 'IM HE WAS A RUNNER BRING THE GUARDS TO QUESTION 'IM!" *~Alexander calls the guards over and they hurry over to the grinning Aramis as 
    they tell him to hold him up as they question the man and Alexander goes back to selling his wares with a smiles saying~* "COME GET YOUR WEAPONS AND ARMOUR TO PROTECT YOURSELF FROM MEN LIKE 
    THAT..."
     
     
    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: ~Alexander would be alone~ *Says quietly to self* "No.... I can't fight nor can I let this man die.. And in addition I need to bring this sword brand new for the man in Greymarsh." 
    *Sighs to self* "What shall I do..." *Furrows brow in thought before getting an idea.* *Reaches for a branch and grips it tightly aiming to throw it at a tree in the right* *The branch hits 
    and they each turn their heads in unison and then he throws another one the two bandits move closer and then he throws another stick hoping for them to get the idea and then look to me and 
    luckily they do* *The old man begins coughing and they turn to him and then back to Alexander unsheathing their blades looking at the tree that he is behind and then Alexander goes to make 
    his voice as deep as possible and says* "MEN DRAW YOUR BLADES!" *He then begins drawing and sheathing the longsword multiple times to sound as if multiple men are drawing hoping the bandits 
    are stupid enough to believe.* *Alexander gulps in fear hoping this will work as both bandits look to each other and then Alexander yells* "ATTACK THE BANDITS!" *As he tries to make his 
    loudest battle cry and he then begins stomping on the ground and to his luck his plan works* *The bandits drop there blades and begin running off yelling thinking they are out numbered*
    *Alexander approaches the old man and asks* "You okay?" *The old man nods coughing and then Alexander approaches the two blades* "Mind if I take these? Could sell them."  *The old man nods 
    once more* Alexander: "Well you protect yourself good sir farewell!" *Alexander says as he bends down to pick both swords up sheathing his blade first he puts one sword in each hand and 
    continues on his path*
     
     
    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:~Alexander is once more alone~ Alexander: "Hello good sir the name is Alexander" Merchant: "Hello friend." *Smiles* "The name is merchant." *Alexander raises brow* Alexander: 
    "Merchant?"  Merchant: "Indeed Merchant.. Now let's see you come to buy something hmmm? I can guarantee you I have anything you need so don't be shy to ask." Alexander: "Alright can I buy a 
    personal God to guard me for the rest of my life?" *The merchant frowns* Merchant: "Anything reasonable.. Please friend tell me what you need." Alexander: "I would like to buy a brand new 
    Iron sword and I will buy it for 25 Minas."  Merchant: "Ah now that I have forged by a very skilled dwarf indeed. But I don't think it will be 25 Minas you can have it for 40." *Furrows brow
    in thought* Alexander: "I don't think I need the sword anymore then." *Alexander lies he needs the sword to sell to an elf that goes by the name of Nandaro* "Alright... hmm I will buy iron 
    for 10 minas each deal?" *The merchant begins laughing* Merchant: "That's not going to happen how about 15 Minas." *Furrows brow once more in thought before agreeing* "Alright I will take two
    ingots." Merchant: "You got a deal my friend!" *Smiles happily* *Alexander puts the minas in a pouch and tosses it to him before picking up the two ingots saying to self with a grin* "Aramis
    knows a smith who will smith for him if he gets the supplies I just give it to him and then he gives the sword back to me! I'm a genius."
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