What’s your Minecraft account name?: Lizardman2282
How old are you?: 14
Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): I am aware
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: I have
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: Do not name yourself anything that would offend any other players
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?: There is not
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I was browsing through minestatus, looking for a good roleplay server.
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): This is my first application
What is roleplaying?: The act of creating a persona (role) that is entirely different from your own and acting as if it were your own, in this case, in Minecraft.
What is metagaming?: Having your character know things that they shouldn't know, this mainly refers to OOC information you learned as an individual.
What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: The act of forcing an action upon another being (usually another player), without their input.
Character’s name: Oleg Nevsky
Character’s sex: Male
Character’s race: Human (Raevir)
Character’s age: 20
Biography: My mother and my father arrived in Krinfird, escaping from a disease that was plaguing their remote settlement. They lived there for 8 years then gave birth to my older brother, Dmitry. I was born 3 years later. I never knew the origin of my parents, just their brief, summarized story, which I always skeptical about. My father owned a tavern, after it's previous owner had given it to him. I would live and work their for the next 20 years, working late nights shifts, when it would have a full house. I would receive income, just as any other employee would have. That money was usually spent on fishing equipment and baits. Fishing was a favorable past time for me, which I did with my brother on occasion. I met a fisherman at age 11 that taught me the true ways of the angler. Years and years blazed by until I reached the age of twenty. Around this time, I became the best fisherman in the settlement, surpassing even my teacher in the techniques and methods. Then one night, I was awoken by the ear-splitting sound of metal-on-metal. I ran downstairs and spotted my father and brother fighting what appeared (at that time) to be 3 bandits. Half an hour passed of sword on sword combat, illuminated by the flicker of candlelight. The last brigand fell, whom I presumed to be the leader, and a sigil, in the shape of a bracelet fell from their arm. My father grabbed it quickly as if it were extremely important to him. I would never know why it seemed so important, he never told me. We moved the bodies to the outside of the tavern, and my father ushered us (my brother and I) to him in the back room. He told us that is wasn't safe for us to stay here any longer, and gave my brother a letter that seemed to be very old. He told both of us to meet a friend of his in Savoy. Today is the day that we depart to Savoy.
Personality Traits: Intelligent, Hardworking, Nervous, not very social.
Ambitions: Find father's friend and become craftsman. (Blacksmith)
Strengths/Talents: Can remember almost anything that he deems so. Fishing master. Good Problem solver.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: Not very good at combat. Lazy. Anxious.
Appearance: 5'11", slim, yellow-ish brown eyes, brown hair,
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