Kilner

Name: Kilden Midran Skills: Mining, masonry Do you require equipment?: Yes OOC Skype: You have it. Can you use TS?: Yes. Time Zone: Pacific

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?: Theroringkiller How old are you?: 13 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Have you read and agreed to the rules?: yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: The one that states: That structures cannot defy the laws physics, it always pains me to see a small medieval house with a vast underground futuristic chamber containing automated farms. Or when the vanilla terrain generation makes a large floating island and the world is supposed to have gravity ): 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? My friend told me about this amazing rp server... 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?: It's when someone immerses himself in a whole different world, he plays all the parts his character. If a character has slurred speech what he types is infact slurred sounding speech instead of normal dialect. Also the person should pay attention to his surroundings. If he's in a jungle you would make an emote before what he says saying that he is panting or sweating. What is metagaming?: (i got the def wrong because i googled it and google gives you a different def) It's when you use information gotten outside of roleplay with a character that did not have the slightest chance of knowing that information beforehand. For example: I talk to my friends on skype, they say that a king has been assassinated and the assassin is heading towards the area i'm at, my character doesn't know this in rp but i still send out an alarm to warn nearby guards. What is powergaming?: Is when someone is basically playing at being a god, or committing actions that should not be possible. For example: A farmer encounters a group of bandits armed to the teeth. The farmer only has a pitch fork but manages to kill every single one of the bandits, even though he got wounded and hit multiple times. In-Character Information Character’s name: Kilden Midran Character’s sex: Male Character’s race: Human/ Northerner(they are basicly highlanders) Character’s age: 24 Biography: The far reaches of the Orenian Empire in a small dank cabin located on the side of a mountain was the only home Kilder ever knew. He lead a simple hardworking life with his mother. For his father, as told by his mother was lost long ago to a strong blizzard. Years stretched into decades and as he grew older his father was forgotten. And new ambitions took hold, the ambitions of seeing more of the world, then the snow covered peaks and dark green pine valleys of his home. Some months were marked special by the friendly trader, that always brought some sweet for Kil (short for Kilder) to enjoy. Oh how he loved those days where he sat by the fireplace and listened to his mom and the trader exchange news, while he chewed on his roasted hazelnut. On every sunrise he went out and groomed the sheep his mother was so found off, they were a ragtag bunch scared of everything that moved. His favorite pastime was practicing with the sword he fashioned from two sticks and a piece of twine, the longer stick had one of its sides sharpened to a point. On some stormy nights, after his mom told him stories of the undead. He spent the whole time hacking away at a old woolen shirt stuffed with hay. One day he came home with a bundle of logs, to find a still corpse lying near the pasture of the goats. he rushed to it hoping it not to be anyone he knew, but deep down as he stumbled through the snow, he knew that no one would decide to come up to their shack... It was his mother lying facedown in the snow her skin blue from the cold around her. She had a deep gash down her side. He realized what happened, and noticed for the first time how quiet it had become. He quickly turned around to scan area, but he was to late. He saw in slow motion as grey paw with yellow claws descended upon his face and as it slowly passed through the skin holding his skull. He let out a loud cry, and fell on his back. The wolf pounced back and slowly approached knowing it's certain victory. The youth tugged at his wooden sword and pulled it free, The wolf lazily pounced but was pierced by a the sharp wooden stick, it snarled in pain, and went limp. In truth he never felt much attachment to his mother, she always seemed to have never given him enough of the love he needed. She always seemed detached drifting around the house like a shadow of her true self. Then again he never even saw the true side of his mom. So when she saw her, he felt a very strange lack of emotions. As if they were never there and, with the last thing holding him back at home sewered, he began his journey. He began by strapping together all his belongings in a crude makeshift pack, this he carried down a snow covered road that he predicted, lead to the nearest village. As he was walking down the path he started to see faint wisps of smoke drifting above the pines. Probably just some cold farmers warming their blistered hands. But as he went farther down the road, He saw not flashes of sky but a thick mass of dark smoke. It was then when he started to worry. He decided to approach the village more cautiously, veering off the road into into the sparse undergrowth. As he trudged through snow he started to hear screams and.... Laughter? Up ahead he saw the trees thin out and reveal a strange scene. Multiple men and women were sitting around a bonfire and eating delicious foods. Venison, salted pork, mutton with cloves of rosemary. All of it just made mouth water. But no he must not fall prey to this elaborate guise one carefully laid out by the raiders so that he would be at their mercy. He sees a man with a lean strong build stand up, his blue piercing eyes scan through the crown. And with an elegant sweep of a well muscled arm he begins his speech: "so bellibones" this produced a few giggles from the women seated around "and smell smocks" this produced a few glares and crude remarks from the male's side "I welcome you here to discuss many plans, that will lead us to victory! May nothing stand in the way of the soon, destroyed Oren Empire!" At this Kil frowned and thought that these men were clearly barbarians, they could not possibly be raiders. The tall man with his impressive black bear continued speaking. "as you all well know the damned chitty-faced, Dalcoped, stamp crab Olivier De Savoie has destroyed most of our glorious legion" This admitted a few cries of agreement "so now! I have a flawless plan to assassinate him!" At this, the captivated audience emitted a few gasps at this moment Kil decided to move, filling that crack of silence with an awful crack of a branch snapping. Everyone as if on cue, looked directly at the spot the man with the far to large beard yelled"HALT! Who goes there" but Kil was already gone running through the forest out onto the road and straight into a old scraggly trader, with him was a small donkey holding an assortment of pots, pans, cans, and more pots. The old trader questioned in Kil. "now what are you up to little boy?" Kil still processing his thoughts turned and dumbly stared at the stout old trader "now come on little what have you been up too, don't stare at me like that!" Kil stammered "w-w-well I was g-going to the village an-nd i saw sssmoke so i went down the side and went to see what was happening and there was this ggathering and... Raiders!! Ah yes they were all r-r-raiders." "why dear god boy, there aren't any raiders here just a bunch of lunatics that don't know the difference between a stick and a rock." the trader quietly chuckled to himself "you must be that boy that lives with his mom way in the mountains then?" "ay sir" "well not worry i'll get you home soon enough" "but sir, it's my shes_" "stop spouting nonsense boy come along now, oh wait where are my manners. Here, my name is Gilbert people just call me Gil. So, what's your name boy?: "kil sir" "Kill?" "no KiL sir" "oh KiL " "yes, and my mother she's d __" "alright let's get you home" at this point Kil was getting increasingly angry with the old man and with his patience wasted he yelled out "My mother is dead!" at this, the trader froze and went silent. A few seconds passed as he processed what the boy had said. "She's dead?! Well why didn't you say so! I'll get you sorted. First off i'll need to get you to Felsen, then get you apprenticed and there! A job done!" at this the trader set off down the road humming a happy tune under his breath. With nothing else to do Kil decided to follow. Personality Traits: Guarded: Has very few friends and the ones he has are well known, Silent: If he does talk, he makes it short brief words, Hardworking: Will work hard to get the job done, Love of learning: He takes any knowledge he can get his hands on, A strong hate of olives: He despises them, Ambitions: travel the world and make his name known to the world Strengths/Talents: A hardened survivor: Highly immune to the cold and is fairly strong, expansive knowledge of herbs plants around the mountains, also is an expert swordsman and a proficient woodcutter (he chopped firewood every day for the fireplace) Weaknesses/Inabilities: Due to his immunity to cold he suffers from a hot and humid climate, is also not a very good public speaker due to his shy nature. is not good at small tasks, he finds his fingers fat and cumbersome. Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Is a stout man with a strong build, has very pale skin and has a jagged scar running across his forehead. His hair is light brown. He wears light padded leather armor and a gold amulet. His eyes are a pale blue. His hand have many blisters marking him a hard worker. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here): It's an attachment don't have a twitch account

What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: Theroringkiller How old are you?: 13 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won't be denied for being under 13): Aye 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?: The combat mechanics, on other RP servers i will not list raiding was a large nuisance 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): Do variants of races such as the Fae or half-Fae count as an official race ( Fae are a type of elve) How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? My friend, he told me about it and i decided i would like to join him. (I also love building and play minecraft just to create and things, and yes some occasional Rp is fun) 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?: In my mind its a small or big amount of people recreating the middle ages ( or any other age) in the way they want it to be. They (in the best case) completely immerse themselves in the digital world of gaming making it not just a computer screen but a whole world. What is metagaming?: To be honest witch you asked me to be, i had to google this one. And so this is what i got out of it. Metagaming is basically going extremely or maybe subtly out of the main theme in the rp world. For example: A person in a medieval world decides to build a race car it doesn't at all fit in at that timeline and is probably not gonna be used in rp. What is powergaming?: Powergaming, or how i see it is steadily striving to a goal no matter how small, well, not steadily. In fact it means you are trying in any means possible to achieve your goal. In some cases it can be good, and in some horrible 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: Sakryl Hunster Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: Elf Character’s age: 47 (aren't they immortal in most stories? ) 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.): His story starts with the isolation of high elves in that time his mother and father decided to leave the high elves they settled far in the reaches of the (i don't know the name but ill give the cords 1039,65,-3698) After time the Orcs discovered their hiding place. In their blood rage they murdered Sakryls parents Causing him to be as he is now. The memory still lies in Sakryls mind as he goes on his journey to find and kill the Orcs that killed his parents. ( sorry i had to do the tragedy cliche were his parents die and he goes on to get revenge ) Personality Traits: Isolated, so he is not that good at communicating with other beings. Disgust of alcohol, Patient he can sit their for days, a common trait for the elven folk. Ambitions: To get revenge for his parents murder, and mabey.... just maybe start a family Strengths/Talents: He is outstanding with a bow being better than his 400 year old father, he is proficient with the horse riding better than most mortals (you should make elves immortal pls) Weaknesses/Inabilities: He is awkward in heavy armor preferring light leather. Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): He is of Thin build not the type for battling close quarters. he has so scars on his hands for forgetting to put on protection on his hand before shooting a bow. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here):(i couldnt get the bb code but i got the link on skindex) http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin-editor/skin_20150809035731178832.png/