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    Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) The dark elf grimaced at the muck sticking to her shoes, while the pair was taken from a dead body they were still decent and now nearly ruined. Glancing to the old hag as she cleaned them her brow raises slightly. "Expecting me?" The elf's voice is quiet, hoarse from lack of socializing from others. A few moments go past while Omnyn glances around not in wonder but stalling. Waiting for the old hag to turn into some horrid above-ground creature that she had no idea on how to deal with. Perhaps going back to the caves would be the better option... Sighing the elf steps forward, slowly and almost dancing over spots that look too suspicious before taking a seat. Story? There is no story. A nineteen year-old Mali is essentially a babe to the world, there is no story to tell. No wild adventure or fantastical tales. Just a young elf who decided to go above ground to find crashed caravans to get new clothing and ended up lost in a swamp with a hag. "I only have a name, Omnyn." A name and a bittersweet relationship with (now) deceased parents. "My parents had me extremely late in life, exactly fifth teen years before my father became infertile, thirty for my mother. It seems mine were cursed to be incredibly unlucky." Omnyn remembers the story her mother told her as a young one, the names of all her siblings that never made it, died in the womb or at birth. Omnyn thinks sometimes that she was stolen instead, that her parents in their nearing infertility went truly mad and committed a crime just to have one child. Looking towards the hag it seems like it wasn't enough so the elf panicked. "I'm no good at this-" Holding up her hands she counts off things about herself, through the oversized gloves her fingers were visible with obvious caving marks. "My mother passed some years ago probably due to having me so late in life, my father went mad over this and I haven't seen him since. Most of my family is mad or perhaps the family I know isn't my own-" The teen panics more, thinking and over thinking and then rethinking. "I-" She takes a deep breath. "I live in the caves by myself. I prefer it that way but I'd still like to learn more about myself, my family. As a kid I used to get lost in the caves, would look at all sorts of things and wonder what they were. My mother tried teaching me but she could only do so much while sick. My father tried before he went mad. My parents were sweet, they did their best and I'd like to continue thinking of them that way." Omnyn's teen brain was working overtime, trying to have an adult conversation but it was turning more into a child trying to rationalize their experiences to an elder. To seek guidance. "I don't have a story to tell, not yet. I want to learn, to discover the things my parents would ramble about in their sleep." Omnyn glances at the hag again, to see if she'd fallen asleep or grown bored. "Say, granny, how about we try this again in a couple years when I've made it big time. If you're still around that is!" If this is an actual hag of course. Glancing at a fake clock Omnyn quickly gets up, shoes sticking to the ground as the dark elf hurriedly makes her escape. "See you sometime later then granny! I'm off to make a story that'll do you proud!" The teen makes her exit out of the tent, flustered at what had just happened. A kid her age didn't have a story but had the potential to make one. "Crazy hag, what did she want me to say? I fought dragons when I was five?" Trekking back the way she arrived Omnyn kept muttering to herself. "Well now I guess I have to make good on my promise to the granny."
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    Coming from her underground room, Zofia would notice all of the flyers around the estate and grin. "Guess I need to start cooking!" She'd head back downstairs to continue shady business and make food.
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    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?: MHonks0914 What timezone are you in?: EST How old are you?: 16 Are you aware the online content on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 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?: " You must remain In-Character at all times when in-game. If you need to speak out of character, do so in private messages (via /t <playername>) or local OOC chat (via starting your message with "((") " 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 friend by the name of kender123 told me about it. Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): None available. Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): Not yet, but I will as soon as the application is submitted! 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?: Acting as the role of your character rather than yourself. What is metagaming?: OOC information, decisions, and discussions being used for IC purposes when they would have no way of knowing/obtaining said information. What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: If a player presumes/declares their actions against another character is successful without giving the other freedom to act on their own. 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: Odessa Wyvern Character’s sex: Female Character’s race: Human Character’s age: 26 Biography: Born in the Federation of Sutica, Odessa was quick to learn about the merchant business. Whilst being born into it, never found too much enjoyment in the trading done in the small port and decided to travel and trade during adolescences with her parents. Traveling to several isles to trade, Odessa often watched her mother perform Druid magic instead of selling items. This practice of magic intrigued her, growing a curiosity to learn over the years. During her early 20s Odessa went traveling on her own to study magic, not finding much luck she decided to stop by the Central District, paying a visit to Lubba Athenauem for some research. After countless hours of reading about nature, discovered a book relating to Air Evocation. Curious she read into more about it. Some time had passed when learning about the magic and about a temple called the "Cloud Temple" not too far from the Federation of Sutica. With this new discovery as well as a plan, Odessa is saving up whatever possible to travel to the temple to learn more about meditation as a first step in Air Evocation. Personality Traits: ) Mostly outspoken or carefree ) Does not listen well to orders unless necessary ) Dark humored ) Can seem like a complete nut-job, but is a true friend with honest intentions. Likes: + Making puns whenever possible + Animals such as birds, cats, and the occasional horse + Receiving a new instrument + Books. Dislikes: - Seeing a close friend get hurt - Having her instruments broken/stolen - Interrupted meditation - Damaged merchandise. Ambitions: To become a well known pun-user. Strengths/Talents: + Performing (Singing, dancing, instruments) + Meditation Weaknesses/Inabilities: - Following orders - Books. Appearance: Odessa is of average height, 5'7" to be exact. Her body is lean from traveling, dancing, and carrying heavy instruments. Skin tone is almost medium from staying out in the sun and has light dusty blonde hair, going to about the waist. Having a more heart shaped face, her eyes are a more dulled gold almost hazel like hue, resembling a dying fire or colors of a sunset/rise. Typically goes around in dancer-like clothes with light-fitted fabrics for easy movement as well as some minor accessories such as bracelets, anklets, or belt. A majority of clothing is of darker colors such as blues, browns, and dark gold to contrast with her hair and skin. Skin: Should be in the attatched files
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