Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes, I am.
Have you read and agreed to the rules?:Yes, I have.
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: The rule that says that is forbidden to use 'ooc' information in your 'ic' benefit.
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): Nothing for now.
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: A friend told me about it (whose name is "sergisala").
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): I think that it would be useless to give you one of my past Whitelist Applications, because they're in spanish.
Definitions
What is roleplaying?: When you perform acharacter, and you do everything that character would do.
What is metagaming?: When you use ooc information that your character doesn't know in your benefit, then you're commiting metagaming.
What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: When you take the liberty to do actions in your own that concern other people without their permission, like saying "- Edmure swung his sword to Jon and then he cut off his arm.", and then you kill that character without the player can react. So that's powergaming.
In-Character Information
Character’s name: Edmure Therren
Character’s sex:Male
Character’s race: Human
Character’s age: 42 years old
Biography:Night is dark and full of terror... That's what I think every night before sleeping. You don't probably know me, little pig farmer, and I'm certainly no one. But I'll be honest with you, 'cause you seem innocent, and innocent people always die, and then what can I lose? Well. I'm Edmure Therren. I come from a very small village located in North of Courland, in the edge of a river. Once I called it home, but now... now I don't know if I can call anything home. I used to live with my family. My beloved parents and sister. And you have to know, little boy, that there was all I needed in my life. I'm sure that you're may asking yourself why I'm here if I had everything I need in my family's house. Say nothing... you'll know. So everything was perfect as a child, until I became a man, with the age of thirty years.
One day a couple of men came to our house. My father quickly told me: Pick your mother and sister and run as fast as you can. Then I understood what was happening, these men were bandits, and they wanted what we had, but later I realized that they were men from Krinfird; bannermen of I-don't-mind-****-who, and that doesn't matter. The fact is that I left the house with my mother and sister, using the backdoor. Oh, little boy... I'm afraid it was too late. The bad men surrounded us, they were like twenty or so. I tried to fight, uselessly. An arrow reached my shoulder and I fell into the river.
When I got up, I was so soaked. I didn't know where I was, but I followed the edge of the river until I arrived my home. Well, boy, call it home would be a mistake... 'cause the only thing there was were ashes and three corpses. Unanfortunatelly for me, my family was dead and I had to stand on my own two legs. So I travelled and travelled, doing some jobs for earning money to eat, but nothing specially.I think tomorrow I'll arrive to Savoy, if I'm quickly. There I'll trade to win some money and buy a better horse... this one is actually giving me problems.
Well, pig farmer. Now you know all about me, and unanfortunatelly I know nothing about you. But don't worry, I don't care. Shh, don't try to say anything, now it's done. You have stolen my bag of money and I have to take my justice. Anyway, I've to say it's been a nice soiree.
*Then, Edmure swung his daga and stabbed the boy in the heart. And while boy was bleeding, Edmure said: - What? No one cares about a pig farmer... Uhh, little boy, remember, night is dark and full of terror, and now you're a dead thief. Then, during the last seconds of life of that little thief, Edmure left that tent in the woods, mounted his horse and went out of that place, leaving the boy die.*
Personality Traits:Edmure isn't a very honorable man, but he always makes justice. So he'll do the right thing (or what he thinks that is "do the right thing"). He hates thiefs, murderers and rapists, and liars too. He likes loyal men, kissy women and rightful lords.
Ambitions:He wants to be someone, or serve a lord with his life, because he doesn't want that die more people for his fault.
Strengths/Talents: He's a very excellent negotiator, and he always know how to persuade people.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: He's not the most experienced fighter in the realm, so he needs to train a little bit more.
Appearance: He looks awesome with his silver iron armor, but he lost one eye, so he has a patch. He's green-eyed and his hair's brown. Fortunately he has no scars. He's six/seven feet height.
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Out-Of-Character Information
What’s your Minecraft account name?: MrTonis
How old are you?: 16 years old.
Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes, I am.
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have.
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: The rule that says that is forbidden to use 'ooc' information in your 'ic' benefit.
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): Nothing for now.
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: A friend told me about it (whose name is "sergisala").
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): I think that it would be useless to give you one of my past Whitelist Applications, because they're in spanish.
Definitions
What is roleplaying?: When you perform a character, and you do everything that character would do.
What is metagaming?: When you use ooc information that your character doesn't know in your benefit, then you're commiting metagaming.
What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: When you take the liberty to do actions in your own that concern other people without their permission, like saying "- Edmure swung his sword to Jon and then he cut off his arm.", and then you kill that character without the player can react. So that's powergaming.
In-Character Information
Character’s name: Edmure Therren
Character’s sex: Male
Character’s race: Human
Character’s age: 42 years old
Biography: Night is dark and full of terror... That's what I think every night before sleeping. You don't probably know me, little pig farmer, and I'm certainly no one. But I'll be honest with you, 'cause you seem innocent, and innocent people always die, and then what can I lose? Well. I'm Edmure Therren. I come from a very small village located in North of Courland, in the edge of a river. Once I called it home, but now... now I don't know if I can call anything home. I used to live with my family. My beloved parents and sister. And you have to know, little boy, that there was all I needed in my life. I'm sure that you're may asking yourself why I'm here if I had everything I need in my family's house. Say nothing... you'll know. So everything was perfect as a child, until I became a man, with the age of thirty years.
One day a couple of men came to our house. My father quickly told me: Pick your mother and sister and run as fast as you can. Then I understood what was happening, these men were bandits, and they wanted what we had, but later I realized that they were men from Krinfird; bannermen of I-don't-mind-****-who, and that doesn't matter. The fact is that I left the house with my mother and sister, using the backdoor. Oh, little boy... I'm afraid it was too late. The bad men surrounded us, they were like twenty or so. I tried to fight, uselessly. An arrow reached my shoulder and I fell into the river.
When I got up, I was so soaked. I didn't know where I was, but I followed the edge of the river until I arrived my home. Well, boy, call it home would be a mistake... 'cause the only thing there was were ashes and three corpses. Unanfortunatelly for me, my family was dead and I had to stand on my own two legs. So I travelled and travelled, doing some jobs for earning money to eat, but nothing specially. I think tomorrow I'll arrive to Savoy, if I'm quickly. There I'll trade to win some money and buy a better horse... this one is actually giving me problems.
Well, pig farmer. Now you know all about me, and unanfortunatelly I know nothing about you. But don't worry, I don't care. Shh, don't try to say anything, now it's done. You have stolen my bag of money and I have to take my justice. Anyway, I've to say it's been a nice soiree.
*Then, Edmure swung his daga and stabbed the boy in the heart. And while boy was bleeding, Edmure said: - What? No one cares about a pig farmer... Uhh, little boy, remember, night is dark and full of terror, and now you're a dead thief. Then, during the last seconds of life of that little thief, Edmure left that tent in the woods, mounted his horse and went out of that place, leaving the boy die.*
Personality Traits: Edmure isn't a very honorable man, but he always makes justice. So he'll do the right thing (or what he thinks that is "do the right thing"). He hates thiefs, murderers and rapists, and liars too. He likes loyal men, kissy women and rightful lords.
Ambitions: He wants to be someone, or serve a lord with his life, because he doesn't want that die more people for his fault.
Strengths/Talents: He's a very excellent negotiator, and he always know how to persuade people.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: He's not the most experienced fighter in the realm, so he needs to train a little bit more.
Appearance: He looks awesome with his silver iron armor, but he lost one eye, so he has a patch. He's green-eyed and his hair's brown. Fortunately he has no scars. He's six/seven feet height.
Skin:
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