Elhaelthewise

Application Name: Lucia Age: 34 Birthplace: Orphaned Criminal Record: None [Mc Name]: AveMaria [skype (can send privately)]: You have it

So today I was reading on the wiki and I was looking at some races, specifically Cervitaurs and Bryophites. Bryophites are characters whos body has been replaced with plants, and Cervitaurs are basically centaurs. Some restrictions I read is that Cervitaurs can't use magic, and Bryophites cant learn anything after theyve transformed. If Bryohpites are literally attuned and made out of nature and can commune with it, why cant they become a Druid and practice its magic. Also Cervitaurs literally worship the Aspects, so it doesnt make sense that they cant become Druids. I propose that they are allowed to become Druids. Any feedback would be nice, thank you :)

Hi! I thought Isabella was a Guide and then I found out she wasn't and I can't find any Guides so here I am. Character Name: Aiwendil Minecraft Name: antwone64 Timezone: EST Usual Playing Times: 3:30-7:00 around there?

Out-Of-Character Information Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication! What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: Antwone64 How old are you?: 14 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): Yes, once https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/120614-antwone64s-application/#entry1156340 Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: The set of global rules were my favorite 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? Searching roleplaying and racial servers Definitions What is roleplaying? Role playing is when you act as a character or avatar that using emotions actions and speech What is meta gaming? Meta gaming is using OOC information that your role doesn't know while using it IC What is powergaming?: Powergaming is when you give yourself too much control or power over your role. For example someone could try killing you, but you could somehow "resurrect" yourself. In-Character Information Character’s name: Aiwendil Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: High Elf Character’s age: 54 Biography: The Holy Princedom of Malinor is the place of my birth. I don't remember it thought because at the age of seven I moved to Haelun'or. My Father is a Hiylun, a very honored and respected law keeper. My Mother is a Druidess, which is one who practices the magical arts. I never see my other relatives, because they disapprove of my Mother. She's a Snow-Elf. At the age of 23, I enrolled in the Haelun'or College to study Astrology, Literature, Language, and even War. I walk through the silver city. I was given 300 Minas from my Father to either buy a new bow or a new pair of knives. As I past an alleyway I notice a man sitting there. I can tell he's poor. I don't know a single High-Elf that would help him. I walk over to him and give him 200 Minas. "Thank you! Maehr'sae hiylun'ehya!" He exlaims. "And to you" I reply. I walk away and buy arrows feeling good. I'm an outcast. Whether it's from my beliefs to how I act to what I look like, I'm an outcast. I'm the age of a middle aged human, but I look like one just becoming an adult. The main reason people don't like me is my religion. It's not that they are against the Four Aenguls, it's that they are against religion itself. They thinks it's "illogical" or something like that. Another reason people don't like me is because I'm smarter than most of them and I'm the nicest. And lastly they hate that I'm blind. I can still remember the last thing I saw before I became blind. There were packs of orcs passing through our borders so all the students went along. I remember knocking an arrow into my bow, and then in front of me was a huge explosion. I was knocked backwards and fell into the dirt, hearing everybody laughing at me including the instructor. And then when I opened my eyes again, I would only see darkness and shadows. Ever since then I never spoke to anyone, only my family. I felt responsible for me being blind. That I didn't make people like me enough. I get home from a long day of school. Walking to my chamber, I drop down on my bed. I don't bother closing my eyes. Minutes later I doze off to sleep. A bright light wakes me up. I'm surrounded by darkness but I'm in awe that I can see the light. A tall silhouette blocks the like and walks forward. An woman walks forward with long blond hair and golden armor, and huge extended wings. "I am Aeriel! My child, I call you to fight all our enemies and all things that are malevolent!". I wake up from the strange dream confused. Was that actually a dream, or a vision for Aeriel? I grab two knives and a set of cloth into a bag. I also grab my tome and a walking stick. I go to the town square and ask around for anyone in the Druidic Order. Most of them say the man in green. That helps. 'Do you know anyone in the Druidic Order?' I ask a man. 'Yes, I am in it' he replies. I smirk. 'Good, because I'd like to join.' Personality Traits: Stubborn, wise, anti-social, independent, intelligent, shy, and kind. Ambitions: Become a druid, fight evil Strengths/Talents: Very Smart, silver tongued, peacemaker, senses other than sight increased Weaknesses/Inabilities: Blind, possibly schizophrenic, stubborn, control-freak Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Gray, but clouded eyes Long white hair 6"5 Wears blue, grey, and white robes

Out-Of-Character Information Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication! What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: Antwone64 How old are you?: 14 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): No Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: No combat logging 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? Searching roleplaying and racial servers Definitions What is roleplaying?: Acting or assuming a role or character What is metagaming?: Using outside information while role-playing What is powergaming?: Making the character you are role-playing as too powerful In-Character Information Character’s name: Aiwendil Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: High Elf Character’s age: 87 Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): My parents call me into the main chamber. I walk in slowly with my backstraight and my blank face showing no emotion just as they have taught me. I know why I'm there. They're going to explain to me about the Order. I'm entering adulthood and I'm becoming ready to train just as my father, his father, and his fathers father had. The Order is an organization of Druids. I doubt I can become one, but I know I need to try my hardest because that is the only reason I was born for. I sit in a carven wooden room that smelt of burned sage. I close my eyes and listen to the vibrations of the other initiates in the structure. All of the sudden everyone stopped and I heard a whisper like the wind say, " Begin". I open my eyes and find a table in front of me that wasn't there before. On it are a bowl of water, a flower in a pot, and a paten of flowering seed. To my amazement the flower begins to wither and I know what I need to do. I need to sustain it's life. Simple. I pour water at the base of the stem and the flower begins to wither faster. My heart starts to beat faster and my hands become sweaty. I hastily pick up the flowering seeds and punch a hole in the soil with my finger. Then to my horror a petal drops. Then another. And another. My eyes drift down as the flower dies. My life is over. I failed the test. Then a female human walks in the door wearing dark green robes. "Because your family is so well honored the Elders have decided to give you a second chance. You must go into the wilderness and become one with nature. You have no connection with it what-so ever. Follow me." I follow her down a large staircase through an entrance and outside to a bridge. At the end of the bridge is a ominous forest. The woman takes out a large leather book with a tree carved on the cover. "This is a Druidic Tome. It will be all you have. Now go." I walk across the bridge and I take a long sigh. And I enter the forest. {81 Years Later} A young adventurer walks through a barren and frosted forest. He goes up to two trees intertwined and sees elven symbols carved into it. 'Those damn shamans trying to scare everyone off again." He walks past the trees unaware that it warned of frost witches. All of the sudden the boy hears "HELP ME PLEASE!" . Its the voice of a young girl so he runs towards it. He finds a girl with her dress entwined in a thorn bush. She looks at him, then behind him. Her pupils widen and frost begins to enswirl her body. "LEAVE ME ALONE" she shrieks, but this time the voice of a wicked woman.The boy sees that she isn't looking at him, but behind him. He turns around and sees a figure leaning against a tree wrapped in a black cloak. The everything went dark. The boy wakes up in a bed made of grass. He sits up and finds he is in an earthy hut. There is an old man in brown robes meditating on the ground. "Where am I? Who are you?" he asks panick in his voice. "I am Aiwendil! Who are you!" his voice booms back. The old man sits up and the boy sees he is blind because his eyes are cloudy. "This is the first time in a while I have seen a human." The old man explains that he is what peope call a lost druid, even though he never officialy became one. He stayed in the forest to hide from his fathers wrath. "I know I should, I know!" He says. The boys looks confused at him and asks him who he is talking to. "The forest you fool, they need someone to protect them!" . Aiwendil then decides to go and learn to become a Druid. Personality Traits: Stubborn, wise, talkative, independent, smart, and anti-social Ambitions: Become a Druid and protect the forests from evil Strengths/Talents: Shiftshaping, Natures Communion, and Illusion Weaknesses/Inabilities: Blind, possibly schizophrenic, stubborn, anti-social Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guidehere): Gray, but clouded eyes Hunched backed Normal Height= 6"9 Hunchbacked height=6"6 Wears brown robes Long gray hair Smells like herbs http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/4616631/druid/