Out-Of-Character Information
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What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: Racker150
How old are you?: 16
Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: I most agree with the rules against breaking character, as that can ruin other’s immersion.
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules): No
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? Through a friend
Definitions
Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person!
What is roleplaying?: The act of becoming and acting as a character in a fictional setting.
What is metagaming?: Using outside knowledge that is known by the player, but couldn’t possibly be known by the character.
What is powergaming?: Roleplaying as an extraordinarily powerful character while disregarding other players actions and decisions.
In-Character Information
Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play.
Character’s name: Everard Tunis
Character’s sex: Male
Character’s race: Human
Character’s age: 47
Biography : Some 47 years ago Everard was born in the human city of Petrus in the realm of Athera to a prominent banker and a housewife. He was the youngest of seventeen children(fifteen of which survived to adulthood). Everard received a normal, at-home education from his mother, where he was taught the basics of finance, maths, and art, the last of these topics being the most interesting to a young Everard. He fell in love with creating art. He knew what he wanted to do with his life as soon as he picked up a paintbrush. He wanted to become a painter.
As soon as he came of age, Everard took a modest amount of money he’d saved, packed up his things, kissed his mother goodbye and took off. He wandered around the realm in search of things of beauty to memorialize in paint and he found them. He painted people of all races and creeds. He painted nature’s marvels from the grand to the meek. He painted the dreams of princes and the stories of beggars. He painted whatever beauty he could find in the world. He would take contracts and commissions to pay for his travel and lodging, and when he went a long stretch of time without either then he would live off the land, do favors, and pick the earth’s bounty whenever possible to stay afloat. It was a paradise to a young Everard, but no paradise is eternal and slowly Everard realized that the beauty of the world was a fading facade that was held up by his youthful ignorance. He realized that the world was dying and that there was nothing he could do to prevent it. He felt useless. With each passing day he felt worse and worse about the state of the realm, he eventually spiraled down into a deep depression, relying on alcohol to get through his days. His production of paintings came to a halt, and the few that he did make were dark and brooding.
Eventually the realm of Athera did die, through a mythical giant worm devouring it. Everard was one of the descendants that fled from Athera to the isles of Vailor. With the loss of Athera, Everard lost even more of himself. His homeland was gone, never to return and his paintings depicted once natural beauty that was now nothing more than dust. However, Everard’s life was not doomed to be a dark abyss forever. Not long after arriving in Vailor, Everard met the love of his life. Her name was Lily, like the flower, although to Everard, no flower in existence could compare to her beauty. She was the light in his life that would never go out. Her voice was more idyllic than the sweetest song. She was his escape from the world. The two fell in love almost instantly and it seemed a love to last the ages. They moved to Riga, where they began to make a life for themselves. Everard would paint on commission and the commission seemed endless. Everard was happy for the first time in a long time, he was doing what he loved and more than enough money to support himself while married to the woman of his dreams.
Nothing gold can stay. It wasn’t a sudden change, it took time, but slowly and ever so gradually the orders dried up. People stopped commissioning Everard. Why? No one can say. Maybe it was the strife that afflicted the country. Maybe it was an undocumented economic downturn. Or maybe Everard said something that offended while drunk. Yes, despite being as happy as ever Everard was still a drunk. His worsening alcoholism was just another burden stacked upon his already worsening financial situation. He needed to do something. Anything to put himself back on track. And so he studied his father’s trade, finance. He learned how to work with what little money he had. He learned how to invest. He learned how to save. And despite learning all of these skills, he never changed. He remained a starving artist who spent the little money he had on alcohol.
Not only were his finances and personal wellbeing falling apart, but his marriage was going down the drain as well. Lily became wary of Everard’s condition and afraid for his future, as well as her’s. The more Everard drank, the more injuries Lily accumulated, both mental and physical. See, something in Everard changed when he was drunk. Perhaps the demon in the bottle that the old sailors talk about afflicted Everard. Perhaps alcohol awoke some deeply repressed part of him. Whatever it was, it made Everard abusive towards his love, and the more he drank, the harder he hit. While drunk he would make up reasons to tell himself on why the beatings were justified and when he woke up in the mornings with a deathly hangover he would weep over his actions just to repeat them the very next night. Eventually, Lily couldn’t take it anymore and she left the man whom she still loved.
With the loss of Lily, Everard’s life entered its darkest chapter. He stopped painting altogether, and eventually had to sell his personal collection just to keep his house, and his addiction. We sold more and more of his personal belongings until they were all gone and he had nothing else to sell. His house went next, and the he was living on the streets begging for spare change. His life was harsh. He hated the world and he hated himself more. His life had reached the bottom of its hill. he could go no further down. There was no escape from his rut. He would’ve off’d himself, but he couldn’t afford enough rope to get the job done.
It had been years since his wife left him and he lost everything. Everard had become accustomed to sleeping in alleyways and begging for enough money to stave off starvation. He was past his wit’s end, his last legs had broke, his straits had been dire for far too long. He was sure that he would die like this, alone, depressed, and poor. It seemed as though nothing could improve in his life. Until he met a man, a tall, strange man who offered Everard a second chance at life for a price. This man knew than Everard was a prolific painter, and decided to make a trade with the poor man. He would give Everard enough money to restart his life and move away from the port city, as long as Everard gave up his ability to paint. Why someone would want to take someone’s passion is a mystery, but Everard agreed and was given his money at the cost of a knife through his hand, permanently keeping him from painting. The wound healed, eventually, but his hand could not perform the fine movements needed to paint.
Everard used the money he was give to get a haircut, three sets of clothes, a new pipe, a bottle of bourbon, and a one way ticket to Felsen. Where he could start his life anew.
Personality Traits: Everard is a man who is stern and convicted is his feelings and opinions. He is solemn of nature and strong, despite having been broken so many times. He is deceptively charismatic, especially after a drink or two. He is quick, witty, and intelligent. He can be excessively mean and abusive when he’s drunk too much, and often blacks out once he’s drunk an excessive amount.
Ambitions: He wants to make something of himself, and make his own fortune to live off of. He wishes to use his skills in financing to begin the next chapter in his life. He wishes one day to regain the acute use of his hand and be able to paint once more.
Strengths/Talents: Natural charisma, strength, ambition, willing to thrive, a extensive knowledge of art, and a moderate knowledge of managing financials. Persistence.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: Addiction to alcohol, and smoking. Injury in right hand. Depression. Abusive tendencies.
Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Everard is a tall man, standing around 6’1” and weighing around 140lbs. He is broad-shouldered, and strong in appearance. His face is stern and chiseled from stone. A salt-and-pepper close cut beard border the bottom of his face, which is paired with neat, wavy hair on his head to give him an aura of refinement. He’ll typically be found wearing tight clothing made of elegant and expensive fabrics that complement his muscular figure. When the need arises, he'll don a chaperon as his preferred hat. When out of the house he wears a leather overcoat fit with an extensive amount of pockets to keep his things in. He has a nasty cough as a result of his years of smoking.
Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin: Here
I know that I've already been accepted once to this server, however that was a long time ago and it seems polite to apply again.
Out-Of-Character Information The simplest section of the application! Simply answer these questions so we can get to know you a bit better. What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: - Racker150 How old are you?: - 17 What time-zone do you live in?: - EST Have you ever roleplayed before - if you have, how?: - I used to roleplay on a World of Warcraft roleplay server with a guild. Have you been on any other roleplaying servers?: - On minecraft? No. Have you applied to this server before?(Please link past applications): - Nope How did you hear about us?: - I was talking to my friend about what he was going to do over the winter break and he said that he was going to play on this minecraft server. What do you think the server will be like? – A calm and extensive roleplay server with a loving, and fun community. Have you read and agreed to the rules?: - Indeed I have. What’s your favourite rule / the rule you agree with the most?: - Powergaming also isn't allowed. I agree with this especially since I knew quite a lot of people in WoW who would do this all the time. Definitions This is simply so that we can get an understanding of how much you know about roleplaying. Feel free to Google the answers, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not another website / person's! What is roleplaying?: - Immersing yourself into your character and acting as they would instead of how you would act. What’s metagaming?: - Using outside knowledge that the player knows, but the character doesn’t or couldn’t possibly know. What’s powergaming?: - Making your character overpowered and not giving any other players a chance against your character. Example: In a roleplay fight just immediately killing the opponent without giving them a chance to respond. In-Character Information Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play. What’s your character called?: - Cecil Rhaenes What race are they (and sub-race)?: - Human What sex are they?: - Male How old are they?: - 23 Give us a brief description of their life - their story, childhood, family (Include server lore when writing): - Cecil was born in a small inn in Abresi. His mother died during childbirth and his father was nowhere to be found, leaving him to be taken care of by innkeep who was infertile and had always wanted to have a child of her own. Growing up, Cecil got his education through the innkeep and the people who would stay at the inn. Cecil was also taught how to fight by the mercenaries who would stay at the inn, and it was one of these traveling sell swords who gave Cecil his first sword. Unfortunately, the innkeep was not a stable woman, she suffered from alcoholism and it was this which led to her eventual death. With the death of his surrogate mother Cecil was forced to live on the streets, stealing whatever he needed. Soon, Cecil became a man and put his fighting skills to good use and took up being a mercenary. With his new job he gained the opportunity to travel around visiting many exotic place and learning plenty history of the land. Now, Cecil’s only goal is to have money and find a place to belong. What are they like (personality)?: - Cecil is fiercely independent, and strong willed. He tends to favor being quiet and introverted to being loud and extroverted. He keeps few friends and favors the company of animals to other people. What are their ambitions?: - Make money and belong to something. Do they have any special skills?: - He is an excellent sword fighter and is very knowledgeable about Anthos. He’s also notably agile. What are their weaknesses?: - He is fiercely independent and will more often than not reject help. He is also not very large and not very strong. He is also not good with people and tends to be quiet. Give us a description of how they look (not a screenshot yet!)?: - His hair is messy and black as coal. He has the shadow of a beard on his chin, His eyes match his hair perfectly in color. He is lithe and for a human is short standing about 1.6 meters tall. His skin is slightly tanned, but not nearly to the point of the Southerons. He tends to wear either a loose, comfortable set of clothes or his set of leather armor. Anything else you want to say about them?: - No, not really. Please give us a screenshot of your character’s skin: - http://imgur.com/mg9JV0l (Sorry for the less than spectacular picture)