What’s your Minecraft account name?: SiconicPanda
How old are you?: 19
Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: Hostile and Toxic behavior, directed any anyone or on any medium, will not be tolerated.
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): No
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: A good friend of mine
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! Plagiarizing will result in the automatic denial of your application!
What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying in my opinion is playing out the character you or someone else has provided for you.
What is metagaming?: Metagaming is the use of out-of-game knowledge to gain an advantage over others For Ex. A player is using knowledge not available to their character to change the way they play them, usually to gain an advantage over others.
What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: Powergaming is when you do an action that affects another person’s character without giving them a chance to react to it.
In-Character Information
Character’s name: Lur Enderbane
Character’s sex: Male
Character’s race: Dwarf
Character’s age: 135
Biography: We'll start off with how I'm a cave dwarf, I don't like the idea of living closer to the sun and or living amongst those creatures in the forest. I come from the great land of Kal'urguan, wanting to defend my home with honor and being forced of to the mines and ever since then couldn’t give a damn about anyone but myself. The only things I have had for almost a century are my brothers Hygrim, Kon, and Dyllun. Our parents were murdered when we were young, and most of our lives were devoted to tracking down the killer and making him suffer for what he did to us and our family. We were finally ready to take our revenge when we found out our parents killer had been dead for years, and we were left with no drive or purpose.
After some time passed with us drowning out our sorrows and unending rage with mead, we decided the world was to blame for our suffering. I decided that my brothers and I needed to lash out and make a name for ourselves, and force the world to bow before us in fealty. My brothers always believed that Yemekar had forsaken and or smited us, but I've never believed in any of it… if there really was a creator wouldn’t he make himself present and make it clear that he himself is in power? So why can't I prove myself to be this so-called god? Believing in no god but myself now, I put myself above others including my brothers. Ever Since that dreaded day, I’ve tried to fill my unreachable desires with my newfound lust for mining slowly making the voices in my head to get louder. The voices are the ones who told me that the rest of the filth in this dreaded land are to blame. The only person I truly trust is Dyllun, being my closest brother and care-taker for some time. Dyllun stops me from making crucial mistakes and tries to separate me from my friends(the voices). The voices have been making me think that what happened to my parents and that rotten home of mine was maybe for the best, and that since they're not here to push the Brathmordakin on me anymore and thus I'm free to do as I please.
Personality Traits: Hateful, angry, and driven mad by the mines.
Ambitions: Bring the world to my knees, and raise a family of proud, stoic chickens.
Strengths/Talents: Proud, resilient, and stubborn like a mule
Weaknesses/Inabilities: Completely insane, confused by the voices
Appearance: Spry, and surprisingly youthful for his age, usually wearing his mining gear
Skin: http://imgur.com/zlYhXi0
