TastyBacon

Name: Dwalin (TastyBacon) Proffesion(s): Miner (Veteran) , Blacksmith (Fair) , Stonemason (Promising) Hobbies/Additional skills: Building Are you in need of a residence? no ((Skype:)) pearce.cruse

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?: TastyBacon 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 https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/132751-whitelist-application/ Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: No powergaming 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? From 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?: Playing as a character that is not yourself What is metagaming?: Using external information outside of the game to affect yourself inside of the game What is powergaming?: Giving your character unrealistic ability's that would give them an unfair advantage over everyone else 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: Xalvador Mowbrey Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: Human Character’s age: 18 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.): I was born in Athera where i was raised in combat and blacksmithing. Me, my mother and father are heartlanders. My mother would occasionally try to teach me how to sew and make clothes but as i grew older i was more interested in learning other skills like combat and survivalist skills with my father. Until one day a giant worm destroys my home and we are forced to move to Vailor. My father fought in the civil war of Oren, where the first of many unfortunate events happened. The opposition started fires. Which made my fathers horse buck so hard that it fell back crushing my fathers leg. His injuries were so bad that his leg had to be amputated. Now being a cripple made him depressed and angry. He then started to blame the king for his injuries so he started a plot to assassinate the king. However he got caught. After that he got executed and me and my mum got banished from Vailor. Still mourning for our loss we started looking for a town we could take refuge in. Sadly before we could find anywhere to stay my mum got sick from grish and she couldn't go any further. She took me by the hand and told me to leave her, go forth and find civilization. She handed me the leather bag she had salvaged from the house just before we were banished. In it was my fathers tomahawk and bow. As soon as i took one look at the bow and tomahawk i knew what they were. She had given me my fathers weapons that he used to fight in the civil war. She said the bow had great power and it had its core embedded with a feather from a Phoenix. I did not leave her, i couldn't. So i sat there with her until she breathed her final breath. After that i had no clue what to do next after living in the city for so long. All i knew was how to live in the city. I had never lived out in the wilderness before. My father did teach me some stuff like making fire and hunting. So i went around picking up fire wood and using my fathers bow, i used the bow drill technique he taught me. The fire started roaring and i started to drift off to sleep. The next few days i started trying to make a shelter and started hunting. After about a month i had sorted myself out. I had a sustainable source of food and a decent shelter, i had a few scar and scratches from fending off my camp from other animals but that wasn't that bad. But one night my camp was raided by thieves and all of my possessions were gone included my fathers weapons. So i sat there wondering what to do next. Personality Traits: Heart of stone(metaphor), unwelcoming, wants to love and be friendly Ambitions: Find people and live a normal life Strengths/Talents: Good archer and survivalist Weaknesses/Inabilities: Communication with other people as he has lived alone for a while. Afraid of commitment and responsibility . Scared of losing everyone that he loves. Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): 5ft 6in tall, 70kg weight, scar across my face. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here): 1

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?: TastyBacon 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): I haven't applied for this server before Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: No powergaming 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? From 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?: Playing as a character that is not yourself What is metagaming?: Using information that you character couldn't know about What is powergaming?: Giving your character unrealistic ability's that would give them an unfair advantage over everyone else 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: Xalvador Mowbrey Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: Human Character’s age: 18 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 father was a great man however bad things came to him. He fought in the civil war of Oren, where the first of many unfortunate events happened. The opposition started fires. Which made my fathers horse buck so hard that it fell back crushing my fathers leg. His injuries were so bad that his leg had to be amputated. Now being a cripple made him depressed and angry. He then started to blame the king for his injuries so he started a plot to assassinate the king. However he got caught. After that he got executed then me and my mum got banished from The reformed kingdom of oren. Still mourning for our loss we started looking for a town we could take refuge in. Sadly before we could find anywhere to stay my mum got sick and we couldn't go any further. She took me by the hand and told me to leave her, go forth and find civilization before i fell sick from grish. She handed me the leather bag she had salvaged from the house just before we were banished. In it was my fathers tomahawk and bow. As soon as i took one look at the bow and tomahawk i knew what they were. She had given me my fathers weapons that he used to fight in the civil war. She said the bow had great power and it had its core embedded with a feather from a Phoenix, she said this gave it great power and precision. I did not leave her, i couldn't. So i sat there with her until she breathed her final breath. I wondered around in the woods treasuring my new weapons. I did not want to use them but i was going hungry and needed a place to shelter. So i used the small axe to cut down some small trees. I made a small fire and a makeshift hut to sleep in for the night. The next day i hunted some wild boar. My mum was right this bow had great accuracy every shot i took hit the beast between the eyes. So i stayed there improving my shelter and mastering the bow. Until one day a big feline attacked me. It slashed my bow in two. It leaped at me and i plunged the tomahawk into its chest. I picked up the bow and noticed something. There was no feather in the bow. I sat there thinking about why my mum would lie like that. But then i realized it wasn't the bow that was powerful and great it was me believing in myself that made the bow great. So i moved around living of the land, however i became very lonely so i started to seek a town to live in. Personality Traits: Heart of stone(metaphor), unwelcoming, wants to love and be friendly Ambitions: Find people and live a normal life Strengths/Talents: Good archer and survivalist Weaknesses/Inabilities: Communication with other people as he has lived alone for a while. Afraid of commitment and responsibility . Scared of losing everyone that he loves. Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): 5ft 6in tall, 70kg weight, scar across my face. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here):