account name: turtlexcow
age: 13
am I aware this is PG-13: yes
have you applied to any other servers: no
have you read and agreed to the rules: yes
what is the rule you agree with the most: the rule on counting down before pvp
any questions on rules: no
how did you learn of this server: friend plays and invited me
definitions
roleplaying: using a persona to act out a life like thing
using applications like Skype team speak or messaging toward role play for example if you are about to set up a raid using Skype or teamspeak to message cords
powergaming: acting god-like for example going into a 1v5 pvp and not taking a scratch
character name: sorin
Character Gender: male
Character race: dwarf
Character age: 63
biography
Sorin arrives on the isle in quite bad shape, do to his utter loath of the sea. fresh off the boat this four foot 3 inch forest dwarf walks awkwardly to a spruce tree to catch his balance. He stumbles up the path to kal'akash passing the wagon to Tal'Azwyr up to the capitol. he has arrived early in the month meaning that few dwed are around in Kal'Akash, after stumbling around somemore only now recovering from his extreme sea sickness he finds the dwed Varin in the city's tavern. "lo lad ye need 'ouseing? 'e 'ave free 'ouseing at Tal'Azwyr" with this offer being the only one he had sorin gladly accepts a place to call home.
they left for tal' and the wagon that very moment. When they arrived at tal' varin took sorin to the tavern to wait while he found him a house. the tavern was surprisingly empty for a dwarven city, it was clearly evident that the recent civil war had taken its toll on the towns economy. none the less it was decorate with many pelts ranging from that of large birds like bokolo to the skins of lur wolves, trophies earned from brave hunts and success full defenses of orc raids. the barkeep seeing sorin was new to the area gave him a free pale ale on the house and offered him a chance to earn coin by showing him to the taverns bounty board showing a wanted letter for a fleugal. a hard creature to kill for the new but not overly dangers. he also met the villages breeder who went by the name thronien, thronien seeing he was a forest dwarf assumed that sorin would enjoy seeing the horses of the village. once sorin settled in he was greeted by thronien again however this time thronien had a gift, he had gathered crimson vase, serpents stalk, and alabaster leaf in pots to give to sorin to make him feel more at home in the city as he knew it was not like the forest life that sorin had grew up with.
personality: aggressive
ambition: support his new brethren in all they do and to gring glory to the dwarven lands
strengths: rather good at climbing trees and a wonderful shot on them bows and arrows
Weaknesses: has trouble going onto water cause of sea sickness
Appearance: furry beard with a blue robe and a cap on my head rough callas hands from swinging axes and climbing trees blistered feet from scaling the hills and mountains that hold trees on the very peck
