Silverstatik

Davius would pause on his walk to pick a paper off the street, lighting up with a grin. He walks off to find Manston, eager to resume sparring once more in the yard.

MC Name: Silverstatik

Name: Davius Crostermonger

Race: Human - Heartlander

Address: Watchman housing 

Occupation: Watchman

Davius jolts up in his cot in the barracks, grasping at his arms, legs, and  chest. Soaked in a cool sweat he peers out the window into the cool night sky, lost in a swirl of thoughts about true paths, caves, and flowers. He pats himself down checking for anything growing on him, or wounds from the vivid dream. He recalls the feeling of his tearing flesh and eating the Stag, causing him to gag slightly. He thinks about the ashen stake and clutches the cloth over his heart. He remains lost in thought at the window until morning breaks over Felson. He dresses and leaves for patrol, the details of the dream swirling in his head.

While Davius stops while on patrol to listen the mans speech, he is easily won over by the mans words . He gives a brief clap and resumes his patrol when the man ends his speech. He mutters as he walks off "Ay' think a propa' poor house would be wunnerful for those in need 'n da city, yes I do."

APPLICATION

OOC:

MC Name: Silverstatik

Skype: Sc2devinh

RP:

Name: Davius Crostermonger

Age: 18

Race: Heartlander

Faith:`none

What’s your Minecraft account name?: Silverstatik

How old are you?: 20

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?: I have read and agree to the rules.

What’s the rule you agree with the most?: That ones skin must match their RP counterpart, can get very tedious trying to RP with people claiming to be a bandit but look like a anime princess.

Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?: As long as I didn't miss any rules it all seemed fine, Warclaims seem complicated yet a necessity in world where mechanics and RP collide.

How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I found out about LotC in 2012? back during the Aegis / undead / ascended time period. Can't recall the direct way I found out about it.

Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications: N / A

Definitions

What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying to me is the act of taking on a character and playing it to its fullest devoid of ones own interests aside from enjoying the story they weave. It's not about winning the battle / argument / trade deal you are participating in but making the moment a memorable and enjoyable time for all participating and furthering the development of your character. Of course some people enjoy investing into battles victories and such more than others and that's fine to, everyone as their own level of investment in their characters outcomes.

What is metagaming?: Taking advantage of information one knows only OOC and applying it in RP as if their character knows it. Can also be applied in reverse, such as pretending to have items on your person you didn't initially think about just to get out of a sticky situation. Ex (Player is cornered by guards and disarmed multiple times but keeps pulling out illogical amounts of weapons just so they can "win" the confrontation)

What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: While performing an action, forcing a direct outcome on another player would be power emoting. Ex (Jim stabs Dave in the chest forcefully, causing Dave to cry out in pain and pass out)

In-Character Information
 

Character’s name: Davius Crostermonger

Character’s sex: Male

Character’s race: Human - Heartlander

Character’s age: 18

Biography :

Until recently Davius lived a relatively sheltered life, living with his parents, Dan and Lidah and older brother Datian who ran a produce shipping company up and down the southern coast of the Oren empire. The Crostermonger family was of Heartlander descent through and through, the family had comely looks and a decent sum of wealth from their business. The Crostermonger trade Co. was a small but profitable business that moved goods between the cities of Savoy, Felsen, Courland, and Salvus for around 10 years before Davius was born, the company having grown rather quickly through his parents efforts. Davius grew up in great luxury, yet his parents, coming from more self made backgrounds, preferred the adventure of captaining their largest ship "The Pumpkin" themselves, his parents often away from home, Davius was largely raised by the family in house accountant. Unlike his older brother, he had no love for the allure of the adventure of shipping, and stayed at home studying more practical means of managing a company, and working the family garden, where they grew various vegetables and his mothers favorite flower, Blonde Blossoms. He also enjoyed tinkering with various forged and crafted oddities his parents would bring back from the port markets from far off places such as Kal'Akash and Laurelin.

Recently both his brother and parents set sail to Salvus to renegotiate trade deals with the produce dealers there, thus needing to bring the family accountant as well. Along the way 'The Pumpkin" must have struck great misfortune, for she never sailed into Salvus, or any port in Vailor ever again. The ship lost with all crew on board, the heads of family and business lost, Crostermonger Co. assets from ships and warehouses, to the family manse where all seized to make good on various deals the family had been trading through. Anything spared by the book balancing was snapped up by competition at cut throat deals as Davius watched his family business crumble. It has been 3 Elven days and Davius has been left beggared on the docks of Felsen, desperately awaiting "The Pumpkin" to come sailing home.

Personality Traits: Davius is a bit high nosed having been spoiled by his parents in their new found success and his desire to stay at home rather than shoulder up with his workers on a vessel, currently he is stuck in a stupor over his the loss of his family and shuffles around quietly. If he can cheer up he is bright and mostly kind, though he can be pompous.

Ambitions: Right at this moment he desires only for his family to reappear, however before the tragedy he wanted to help grow Crostermongers to a large and powerful company, so he will probably go into a direction of trade.

Strengths/Talents: He is decent with books and numbers having been raised by self made traders, loves to tinker, having been spoiled with trinkets his parents found across the empires coastal trading centers. His family coming from self made backgrounds kept a home garden he helped with occasionally.

Weaknesses/Inabilities: Inept with any combat, frail, little no practical skills, manual work aside from the aforementioned gardening is foreign to him. Awful people skills, specially when talking to those he sees as "poor". Unnaturally bad at cooking, though he longs to be able to cook.

Appearance: Davius is black haired and blue eyed, fair skinned and frail. His fingers have a number of small scars from tinkering with unknown devices and gardening. Davius, coming from fairly poor lineage has fairly routine looks, and has no looks of significance about him. His hair is currently a scraggly mess that has grown out and he is dressed in the foreman's attire his father had prepared if he ever wished to work a ship, having the sense of mind amid the disaster to realize the rough spun wool and leather would help him better on the streets than his thin and fancy home attire.

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