HazelWazel

You diddly done good Thomas. o7 - Hopefully now you can actually get some darn sleep without having to be afraid of getting a million plus messages...

Sophia Alexandra Markwardt reads quietly in the library of the Ascended, before a light smile takes hold of her face. She nudges her husband whom sleeps next to her, pointing to the letter happily to read it aloud to him as he awakes. "Do you think he would let me have some plus.. threes? I don't think I should be going to such events without some of the other brothers and sisters coming with."

Sophia Alexandra Markwardt watches quietly from the back of the church. Her grey glowing eyes scan over the people as they cheer, a soft smile playing on her lips. Moving to leave quietly from the church as everyone rejoices, she puts her invitation back into her bag. She glances back at the cheering and her dearest cousin- before laughing lightly to herself. "Odd how this all happened.. My little cousin is all grown up now. She just has a little more ways to go.."

I don't normally read lore, but this was beyond the worth of reading. I can actually find myself actually understanding the lore and not having to read it ten times to get. Super well written. +1 from me

Susanne de Castro turns to hug her brother-in-law, Gonzalo, tight after Elias finishes his embrace. Kissing his forehead, she'd then step back to slap the back of his head lightly "Vat vere you trying to do? Get yourself killed? You need to zink before you act or GOD forbid one of zese days you are going to die.. Now come along, I made you some cookies. And you better eat zem before zey get cold. Elias- you too. I made your favorite."

Sophia Alexandra Markwardt reads the letter carefully. As she does, her face begins to light up with a smile. Jumping up from the table, she rushes to get paper and ink to send a letter to her dearest brother. As she writes, she speaks to herself with a jovial tone: "Though I hold cannot hold anymore titles.. I am at least happy a bond has been brought back to my family and I.. Perhaps Oliver will see my way in a different light then the others.. One can only hope."

Adrijana Amador stands carefully, brushing dry paint off of her hands. She watches silently as she sees her husband's actions. A smile begins take her face, growing into a grin that covers her whole face. “It's been too long that I've been away from home.. I do believe it is time that those Courland rats pay for taking me from it.. From the ashes.. will will rise.”

Princess Sophia Alexandra Staunton sits in her chambers in the mid of night. A candle rests upon her desk, illuminating the room with brief flickers as the air of night blows through the open window slowly. Leaning back into her chair, she silently reads the propaganda and letters that have been collecting around the city of Aleksandria. The more the moon moved to the west, the heavier her heart grew. Setting down a poster, she begins to shake her head. Picking up her quill, she delicately taps it into the ink- before swirling it onto paper. My dearest readers, Though normally one does not trust mouth of people you have condemned, perhaps a last call and sound may make entrance into the already set minds. A last chime before the soldiers and innocent’s blood is spilt- or at least. possibly, prevent more to spill onto both of our homes. Strength does not come from the battles that you have won. Not from the blood you have spilt. But for the courage in knowing when you have taken faults. As the tension grows high, and hearts grow heavy- it is now instead of pointing fingers, we must step back and see what has caused such feuds and violence. What has caused the numbers of the deceased, only to grow larger in strength. Not to seek what they have done, but what we call to fault as well. Not only for my people of Courland, but for the opposers whom rally. The death of an innocent. A child whom was merely eight years old. Thrown into the spot he held by the death of a father. With the blood shed, and prior wars- many can sympathize with such a case of sadness. How times have changed, as war and hatred plagues our minds and eyes. A gift of being raised with both parents until you are of age- is no longer a common sight to see. I know how it feels to lose someone you held closely, to lose a father. I’ve seen it myself because of the death of the head of house- then having someone else thrusted into a power they had never held before. I have seen the mask behind the order. And I know that both sides, hold such knowledge as well. Though if you must point out the death, and murder of Count Joren Ruthern- GOD rest his soul- one must not forget to step back and see from the side of Courland. The men that write propaganda of this true injustice mustn't forget the injustice that they have caused. Perhaps they do not recall or take account, but I remember such clearly. Twice in a church as I pray, men whom back this war on the opposing side tried to take my life. Both times when I was merely eleven, only three years older than the late Count Joreen Ruthern. What had I done to deserve men most likely trice my age to try and plunge an arrow into my skull? Or to try throw thanium powder at my face as I prayed GOD for peace? This agony continued- with attempts in both kidnapping and assassination until I turned thirteen and had to be with guards to even leave my families keep. If one is to point out the faults of us, is it not fair to admit their own? Though as I write here, in the dead of night as the city of Aleksandria seems to sleep, I wonder how much longer this silence will last before the first shouts of war begin. I wonder how my words will echo throughout the chaos. Though I know I am merely one girl, one voice in a million. I write my words with heavy heart, though I know what I see as true. I have long forgiven the men who have tried to slaughter me in holy halls. I have forgiven the men who have tried to take me prisoner, and those whom have considered the possibility. I pray now that one day, the hate in their hearts will dim and a newfound greatness will emerge. But, I pray this, too, for my people and my family. For us to all see these wars are blinding us from true threats and enemies that are towards both of us. The hate of old and new blood spilt pulling as further and further for a true cause and lightness. And as now, a new dawn's light emerges here in Aleksandria, I seek that others see the new light that comes to whatever land you hail from. A possibility for a way besides war against each other. A change and breakaway from the ways of old. A path that does not tear families apart, and a path that does not hold the spilled blood of innocents. A chance for something that is new, and to push our forces to a danger that is elsewhere. A danger we cannot just cast aside. Have we already forgotten about the fall of the Westerlands? The forces of Mordring will only gain from our battles, giving them only more soldiers to rise. We must not forget the true battle that looms. Signed, Princess Sophia Alexandra Staunton of Courland

Out-Of-Character Information: What’s the name of the Minecraft account you're applying for?: DaHazelWazel What's your MAIN Minecraft Account name?: Lmploded Do you agree to follow the rules on your new account?: Da Do you understand you cannot have both of these accounts interacting with one another? This will result in a ban if you are caught!: Ja! Do you understand that if one account is banned, so will be the other(s)?: Si How long have you been on LotC?: About 3-4 Months. How many accounts do you currently have whitelisted (including main)?: Just one.

What’s your Minecraft account name?: lmploded What timezone are you in?: Central How old are you?: 19 Are you aware the online content on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 13?: Yes, I am well aware. Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have both read and agreed with the rules. What’s the rule you agree with the most?: I mostly agree with the Explicit Sexual Role play part of the rules. Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): A lot of the rules semi confuse me, but with a little help I did understand them. How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: My friends play here, and after my last server closed, I decided to join. Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/155784-%E2%9C%97-denied-lmplodeds-application/#comment-1473209 Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): Yes, I have logged on at least once. Definitions What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying is when you are playing a role of a character in a setting. In a way, it is like acting with people from other places all at once. What is metagaming?: Metagaming is when you use out of character information in character- such as someone mentioning OOC that a plot to kill you with Cerbera Odollam, so you purposely begin to distrust them even though there is no logical reason to. What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: Powergaming is when you do an action which would realistically be impossible. Killing four people in one swing with a piece of bread, is such an example of powergaming. In-Character Information Character’s name: Lilliana Oak Character’s sex: Female Character’s race: Human Character’s age: 18 Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add three references to the server lore): Born in Metz, the capital of Lorraine (1577), I was welcomed to a family of 5 other, me being the youngest and the only daughter my parents would ever have. Merchants where what they were, and what they told me I was destined to be.but for me. I didn’t truly desire to follow in their footsteps however, I didn’t want to roam forever. I was only 6 when my mother died, which caused sorrow to fill my father’s heart- while alcohol filled his stomach. He wasn’t the the man he used to be, and we settled in the city of Johannesburg, the Capital of the Holy Orenion Empire. It was a beautiful city, and the only city I truly had ever stayed in before. I would often explore what the city had to offer, but only with Alexander, my eldest brother. I couldn’t get close to my father any longer as I took a shocking similarity to my mother. Alexander was the only one who could see past, and know I was my own person. The more years passed, the more close we got until he took over the role of being my father. He was the one who got me my apprenticeship at the hospital when I was 9, and the one to always be there when I needed him. I was only 16 when he died, and no motter how hard I tried I could not turn back to the father who had turned against me because of how I resembled my mother. By then, the Battle of Gorge was forming, so without a goodbye to them, I left. It would be better for me to find my own path alone, instead of dragging people from the past with me. I began to travel North, towards Haense in search for something that could satisfy me more than my past life ever did. Personality Traits: Lilliana is often associated with softness, as her voice is such. She tends to mumble to herself things as she works, and often talks with her hands. Well mannered and polite, her face is usually graced with a smile, or a worried look depending on the situation. Ambitions: She has always been set on being a doctor, as her mother trained her since she was very young. Strengths/Talents: Though she isn't skilled with a sword- she knows her way around a scalpel and several major arteries. This carries on to her other skill, medical knowledge. Though she does not know everything, she knows quite a lot for her age- this still doesn't make her an expert on the subject. Weaknesses/Inabilities: Her fighting skills are very sub-par, and could easily be overpowered by someone with a ounce of skill in them. She also has a tendency to struggle to not help people in need. A constant will to do the right thing in fix someone who is dying, no matter the crime they have committed. Appearance: Standing at 5'5, Lilliana seem to be graced always with a smile on their face, which seems to match the look of content. Her hair is always brushed out of her blue eyes, and pushed down her back with a braid. She has a few small freckles that appear on her cheeks, and a bit on her nose. But besides that she would have the average amount of cuts- though most seem on her upper arms, away from her hands. Her clothing style is modest, and usually wears an apron so blood doesn't get on her dress. Skin: http://imgur.com/a/AIHrf

What’s your Minecraft account name?: lmploded What timezone are you in?: Central How old are you?: 19 Are you aware the online content on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 13?: Yes, I am well aware. Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have both read and agreed with the rules. What’s the rule you agree with the most?: I mostly agree with the Explicit Sexual Role play part of the rules. Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): A lot of the rules semi confuse me, but with a little help I did understand them. How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: My friends play here, and after my last server closed, I decided to join. Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): N/A Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): Yes, I have logged on at least once. Definitions What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying is when you are playing a role of a character in a setting. In a way, it is like acting with people from other places all at once. What is metagaming?: Metagaming is when you use IC information OOC- or OOC information IC. What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: Powergaming is when you do an action which would realistically be impossible. Killing four people in one swing, is such an example of powergaming. In-Character Information Character’s name: Lilliana Oak Character’s sex: Female Character’s race: Human Character’s age: 18 Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add three references to the server lore): Born in 1577, I was welcomed to a family of 5 other, me being the youngest and the only daughter my parents would ever have. Merchants where what they were, and what they told me I was destined to be.but for me. I didn’t truly desire to follow in their footsteps however, I didn’t want to roam forever. I was only 6 when my mother died, which caused sorrow to fill my father’s heart- while alcohol filled his stomach. He wasn’t the the man he used to be, and we settled in the city of Johannesburg, the Capital of the Holy Orenion Empire. It was a beautiful city, and the only city I truly had ever stayed in before. I would often explore what the city had to offer, but only with Alexander, my eldest brother. I couldn’t get close to my father any longer as I took a shocking similarity to my mother. Alexander was the only one who could see past, and know I was my own person. The more years passed, the more close we got until he took over the role of being my father. He was the one who got me my apprenticeship at the hospital when I was 9, and the one to always be there when I needed him. I was only 16 when he died, and no motter how hard I tried I could not turn back to the father who had turned against me because of how I resembled my mother. Without a goodbye to them, I left. It would be better for me to find my own path alone, instead of dragging people from the past with me. I began to travel North, towards Haens in search for something that could satisfy me more than my past life ever did. Personality Traits: Lilliana is often associated with softness, as her voice is such. She tends to mumble to herself things as she works, and often talks with her hands. Well mannered and polite, her face is usually graced with a smile, or a worried look depending on the situation. It seems quite obvious she's a charmer, wanting to please everyone at once which can tend to be overwhelming. Ambitions: She has always been set on being a doctor, as she was trained since she was young. Strengths/Talents: Though she isn't skilled with a sword- she knows her way around a scalpel and several major arteries. This carries on to her other skill, medical knowledge. Though she does not know everything, she knows quite a lot for her age- this still doesn't make her an expert on the subject. Weaknesses/Inabilities: Her fighting skills are very sub-par, and could easily be overpowered by someone with a ounce of skill in them. She also has a tendency to struggle to not help people in need. A constant will to do the right thing in fix someone who is dying, no matter the crime they have committed. Appearance: Standing at 5'4, Lilliana seem to be graced always with a smile on their face, which seems to match the look of content. Her hair is always brushed out of her blue eyes, and pushed down her back with a braid. She has a few small freckles that appear on her cheeks, and a bit on her nose. But besides that she would have the average amount of cuts- though most seem on her upper arms, away from her hands. Her clothing style is modest, and most always is clean. Skin: http://imgur.com/a/AIHrf