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?: Spartanocus
How old are you?: 16 springs old!
Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): I’m aware of that. (Darn, gotta look up the PG-13 rules now)
Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): No
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I’ve read the rules and agree to them…
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: It is the responsibility of the player to maintain understanding of the existing rules as The Staff Teams update them.
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):
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? I found this through searching for a good RP server. I found this and thought: Why not give it a go?
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?: Roleplaying is where a person creates a character to go into a fantasy world (Not Sci-Fi way, a world of its own) to live another life as that character. Mostly RPing includes communication, fighting and other stuff with other people who created their own characters.
What is metagaming?: Meta-Gaming is were you learn something OOC and use that ICly
Ex:
Guy1: (( Yo, I totally killed Guy2 and it’s just a secret IC))
Me: You’ve killed Guy2!
What is powergaming?: Power-Gaming is forcing an action that could kill someone unwanted
Good Ex of a fight
Guy1: *attempts to punch Guy2 in the side of his stomach*
Guy2: *takes the hit, and takes 2 steps back*
Wrong ex:
Guy1: *punches guy2 in the stomach* (Guy2 can’t say right now that he is dodging it, that would be Power-Gaming as well)
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: Auzredh
Character’s gender: Male
Character’s race: Human
Character’s age: 34
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.):
Auzredh sits down at the camp fire with 8 men, armour has scratches all over the place, his face as a big scar bleeding out.
The men look at Auzredh. One says: “Shouldn’t.... Shouldn’t you get that looked after?”
Auzredh shakes his head: “It will heal in time, it’s not the only scar I have” He starts to chuckle a little, before he dips his bread in a bowl of water.
One of the men still look unbelievable at him: “How are you still standing? We just assaulted an Elven caravan and you took swords and arrows to your body and you are still walking like it’s nothing. Just how?
Auzredh looks at the rest and smirks: “Lots of push-ups and sit-ups, Saer”
Saer looks at, poking the scar. Auzredh looks at him annoyed: “You done?”
Saer sits back and looks at Auzredh. Saer: “Auzredh, we still haven’t got to know you better. Maybe a time for a story?”
Auzredh swallows his bread and looks at the group: “Sure, sit back..”
You could hear nothing but Auzredh speak, the group wanted to hear this story.
Auzredh: “Where do I start? Was a 2nd kid in a 8 headed family on a farm to the east of Felsen. The farm was big enough for us to play on, and there was a small town nearby for my family to go to. Father as typical would always be in the tavern, and we would be playing in the streets. When Father struggled to get out of the tavern, it was our mission to get him out of the tavern and carry him home... Mom’s face is always something I will remember. *looks a bit in the distance, having flashbacks...*
Saer: C’mon Auzredh, keep going”
Auzredh looks like he just woke up from a good dream: “Oh yeah, sorry... Uhm, where was I... Oh yeah. As we grew up, the fights between me and my older brother got always bigger and worse. Sometimes it were about the smallest things, sometimes it was about girls. It would always come down to a fist fights. Father always said: “Words never won a war, swords and fists did” So we fought everything out with our fist, sometimes a heavy stick. At first, I lost some fights. But I trained, eat a good daily basis and become stronger”
Auzredh stands up and looks at himself: “Maybe that is the reason why I’m so big and muscle” He chuckles a bit
“But we always got on one line together, it even made us better brothers... We started to spar with each other, to train ourselves. When our time came, we went to Felsen to join the Watch. They accepted us gladly, needing new and strong men. So as soon as we got there, more tough training came. It was the typical City Garrison stuff we had to do. Stop fights, intervene in big problems and stuff like that. Even escort Diplomatist to their conferences.”
Auzredh looks grimly forward. “But war came around, and we were called to aid our brethren in their defence. My first real battle were with the Elven near Adria. We fought with everything we got, but they kept coming. And when I thought it couldn’t get worse... I saw him... My brother pass to the next dimension... On the conscious of an Elf... Damn them... DAMN THEM ALL!”
Auzredh crushes his bowl in rage, and throws it to the trees
Saer: “Auz, calm down. There is no need to berserk on them, we want to know how the battle went after... that”
Auzredh looks at him: “You want to know that? I was driven beyond insanity, looking like a mad man, chopping through Elven ranks. I didn’t care about the scars. Only weaklings look after their scars in battle. As I chopped further, I felt the fear of the Elves, I felt the courage of the Humans behind my back as they followed me in this insane attack. It send those weaklings fleeing, searching for their forests.
Auzredh looks up with a satisfied smile on his face: “It felt good to see those arrogant worms ran for their lives. We won that day, but I lost my other half...”
Saer and the rest looked to him: “And what happened afterwards?”
Auzredh smirks: “That’s a story for another day, we go to sleep now and we march tomorrow back to Felsen”.
Personality Traits: He is a brave man, not afraid to fight. He is friendly with his brethren in the Garrison/Army and makes a good drinking buddy. Knows his place to the people who are above him.
Ambitions: His ambitions are small. He is happy with the life he is living right now in his Garrison, while he enjoys the battles he is fighting.
Strengths/Talents: He is really tough and strong. He is a good fist-fighter and he can handle axes and swords in combat.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: Short tempered, and completely loses his mind in combat. If angered he sees no trouble beating up someone.
Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): 6’27, 280lbs. Bears a tough posture.
Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here):
