1) What is your MINECRAFT username?
Loklyn
2) How old are you?
20
3) Where are you?
Dallas, Texas
4) Have you read our guides yet?
Yes I have read the guides.
5) Introduce yourself!
Hello my real name is Johnathon David Lee Prante, I am an avid book reader, Fiction to tell you the truth. I love Greek Mythology, and also Knights from the Medieval era. I love to get outdoors and also take part in my community. This also goes with the games I play. I usually play the xbox, but now have been moving more the PC genre. I have played minecraft eveer since my friend showed it to me, which was about 5 years ago. I love role-playing and immersing myself into the community of the world I am entering. I like to build personal stuff alone, but am always willing to lend a hand and help out a neighbor. I look forward to earning the respect of others and getting to know the community of this world.
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About your character
Name:
Thornrig
Age:
Approximately 26
Race:
Caparii
Appearance:
My character is approximately 6'8" with both horns protruding approximately 5" above my head and curling down to about my ears and then turning up again to point forward. They are brown horns nothing special about them average as my father used to say. My mother would say it's not about the horn's Thornrig it's about the Caparii beneath them. I am a very fit Caparii holding great honour at the tribe wrestling events. My hair is very long and almost everywhere, except for my stomach region. The color of my hair is reddish brown and thick.
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The test
As the sounds of the city awaken me from my slumber, I find it odd and yet comforting to hear the familiar sounds that I had grown accustomed to. Though many of the townsfolk find it odd to see a Caparii living among so many races, I hold my head high and know the path I am on is right. Though I may be far from nature, Shelherana will always be close by my side. As today they had no work for me at the docks, I decided I would go to the tavern to maybe find some work as a mercenary. As I stepped out of my little shack of twigs and leaves I had constructed for the night I hear many snickers, but I pay them no mind and head to my destination. The tavern was not as packed as I would have liked it to be, easier to lose yourself in bigger crowds as my philosophy goes, but I head in there anyway. As I am sitting in my corner drinking I see another Caparii walk in and come over to me. "What's your name" he says in friendly manner "Thornrig" I reply warrily. Eyeing the Caparii closely I am unsure of his intention. We kept up the banter for a few more hours and we both bought each other drinks, I was beginning to let down my guard around this smaller Caparii. Then finally he asked me "So what is your story" and I realized that if he knew my story then I could lose a much needed friend in this big city. So I just told him "We are far away from having too many drinks for me tell that story." and he just laughs and asks if I am looking for work and to follow him. Then I get up pay the barkeep and follow this intriguing Caparii out into the blazing sun. . .
Loklyn
2) How old are you?
20
3) Where are you?
Dallas, Texas
4) Have you read our guides yet?
Yes I have read the guides.
5) Introduce yourself!
Hello my real name is Johnathon David Lee Prante, I am an avid book reader, Fiction to tell you the truth. I love Greek Mythology, and also Knights from the Medieval era. I love to get outdoors and also take part in my community. This also goes with the games I play. I usually play the xbox, but now have been moving more the PC genre. I have played minecraft eveer since my friend showed it to me, which was about 5 years ago. I love role-playing and immersing myself into the community of the world I am entering. I like to build personal stuff alone, but am always willing to lend a hand and help out a neighbor. I look forward to earning the respect of others and getting to know the community of this world.
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About your character
Name:
Thornrig
Age:
Approximately 26
Race:
Caparii
Appearance:
My character is approximately 6'8" with both horns protruding approximately 5" above my head and curling down to about my ears and then turning up again to point forward. They are brown horns nothing special about them average as my father used to say. My mother would say it's not about the horn's Thornrig it's about the Caparii beneath them. I am a very fit Caparii holding great honour at the tribe wrestling events. My hair is very long and almost everywhere, except for my stomach region. The color of my hair is reddish brown and thick.
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The test
As the sounds of the city awaken me from my slumber, I find it odd and yet comforting to hear the familiar sounds that I had grown accustomed to. Though many of the townsfolk find it odd to see a Caparii living among so many races, I hold my head high and know the path I am on is right. Though I may be far from nature, Shelherana will always be close by my side. As today they had no work for me at the docks, I decided I would go to the tavern to maybe find some work as a mercenary. As I stepped out of my little shack of twigs and leaves I had constructed for the night I hear many snickers, but I pay them no mind and head to my destination. The tavern was not as packed as I would have liked it to be, easier to lose yourself in bigger crowds as my philosophy goes, but I head in there anyway. As I am sitting in my corner drinking I see another Caparii walk in and come over to me. "What's your name" he says in friendly manner "Thornrig" I reply warrily. Eyeing the Caparii closely I am unsure of his intention. We kept up the banter for a few more hours and we both bought each other drinks, I was beginning to let down my guard around this smaller Caparii. Then finally he asked me "So what is your story" and I realized that if he knew my story then I could lose a much needed friend in this big city. So I just told him "We are far away from having too many drinks for me tell that story." and he just laughs and asks if I am looking for work and to follow him. Then I get up pay the barkeep and follow this intriguing Caparii out into the blazing sun. . .
