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?: Arthuss
How old are you?: 15
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?: No Trolling
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!):
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: Youtube
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable):
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?: The act of putting yourself in a virtual characters shoes, acting out what they would do and the decisions they would make.
What is metagaming?: Using information that is derived from outside of your characters knowledge.
What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: Using forceful emotes on other players without directly giving them a chance to respond or think. (player1: grabs player2 and breaks hand)
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: (what do you want your character to be called?) Arthus
Character’s sex: (male or female?) Male
Character’s race: (you can find all the playable races here.) Human Highlander
Character’s age: (upon application, your character must be 18 or older, and depending on the race, they can be over five hundred years old!) 30
Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add three references to the server lore.): (where does your character come from?; where have they traveled to?; what year were they born in? et cetera.) Arthus was born in the once thriving land of Adria. Raised by healthy parents and healthy himself. He lived a peaceful life in Adria. Arthus always had a passion for combat, no matter where the occasion occurred. Him being too small to fight, he preferred to sit on rooftops and watch conflicts occur in his free-time. There was many petty conflicts, that were sparked by small things and normally ended peacefully. But there was one time where he spotted a band of outsiders of massive size which he has not seen before. Their massive sizes is not what sparked the small boy to pee his pants, but their green skin and menacing faces. One of them was so massively large that it towered over him. He felt like the beast of a thing could reach up and pluck him off the rooftops. Curiosity overtook the young boy, making sure to keep his location unknown, he stalked the green-skins. He watched them hide behind corners (which almost made him laugh due to their overwhelming size) and jump out at almost every person they saw. The greenies (as the boy referred to them as) always seemed to forcefully strip the victims of their possessions. The small boy was still curious, not sure what green-skins would do with the gold. It wouldn't seem like they would enjoy it on precious jewels, that would barely fit onto their pinkies. The boy continued to follow them back to where they came from, ensuring great risk of them picking up on his location. He followed them back to a cave, which contained a makeshift shelter which the three orcs gathered around in. They seemed to be waiting, quietly whispering amongst themselves. At last a mighty looking individual, clearly human, entered the cave. He bore a crown and a robe, outlined with gold. Behind him there was a band of 10 or so guards. It looked like the green-skins were finally going to be caught for their mischievous actions. The boy got a little closer to hear what dialogue would ensue. Two guards stepped forth, glaring at them while shouting "Hail to the king of Oren!" in which the green-skins did, the mighty beasts looking as vulnerable as small insects. The King pointed at a doorway almost hidden inside of the cave, and the guards gladly opened the door. Behind the door was about 13 seemingly Adrian soldiers, stripped and hands bound together. The King let out a great smile as he unsheathed his blade, almost immediately slaughtering the thirteen men. The king remarked something, but the boy was unable to hear over the screaming The boy remembered his father, and how he hasn't seen him since morning, which motivated the boy to study all of the faces of the bloodied men, whom lye throat slit. After realizing his father was not one of the corpses, he ran home and hugged his father. The boy made sure to spend more time with his father throughout the years. But the boy knew things were being hidden from him as he grew older. He told no one of the incident and still never knew what those green skinned beasts were. As far as he knew there were only humans that walked these lands, But he hid it in the back of his mind as he continued with life. The boy later found an interest of archery. His father, who was an impoverished archer gleefully taught his son archery. The now late teenager showed excellence in archery, prefering it over swords, even at close range. He was amazing at predicting movement and practiced by hunting, which his father also enjoyed. When Arthus turned 20, he decided it was time for him to continue his life outside of Adria. He traveled to many places and experienced Orcs, Elves and even on one occasion a dwarf. Arthus was a rather stealthy man, much preferring waiting in the trees rather than rush a man, sauntering a sword on his shoulders. He was employed as a paid assassin, but never took upon the role of killing innocent people. He only killed well hated people and made a large sum of money from it. He always had a dream to own his own kingdom, called Arthonia, but knew even with a sum of money of 100 times his, he would not be able to make even a petty start in that lifestyle. He commonly wrote to his father and enjoyed visiting his father, until his father stopped responding to his messages. Arthus ventured to Adria, in which he saw the town lying in flames, blood splattered on the walls of his hometown. He wondered who could do such a thing, and then remembered what the King of Oren remarked as he slaughtered the Adrian men, "This should help cut down their forces. Bringing fire to them will be easy."
Personality Traits: (what are your character's quirks?; habits?; likes and dislikes?)
He enjoys a well fought fight, And loves practicing archery.
Ambitions: (what does your character aspire to be?)
Own a kingdom called Arthonia
Strengths/Talents: (what is your character really, really good at?)
Archery, Stealth, progressively thinking.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: (what is a skill that your character needs to work on?)
Never experienced Melee Combat farther than fist fights, not tactful with words.
Appearance: (what does your character look like?; how tall are they?; hair color?; scars?)
An average sized man. 5'7, 140 lbs. He has a scar on his back from a recent experience with a thief, who slashed at him as he ran, so he wears a half-cloak to cover up the cut on his shirt.
Skin: (please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin; if you need help, see our screenshot guide here.) https://gyazo.com/e9beb0d5e706a5145fda7d67fa8e6b45
