erkenberken
Villager
1) What is your MINECRAFT username?
erkenberken
2) How old are you?
16
3) Where are you?
I'm from Scotland
4) Have you read our guides yet?
Indeed I have
5) Introduce yourself!
Not much to say to be honest, right now I've just wrapped up exams, trying to get to uni for maths and physics. I also play some guitar, and I love Lord of the Rings and the related stuff. I also love hiking, cycling, and fishing, but sadly living in the city means I don't do that as much as I like XD. Having a terrible laptop, I can only really play Minecraft and LOTRO, though I haven't played that in a while. If I had to live somewhere else I'd probably move to Norway.
7) Did you explore our world prior to your application?
Yeah, I was in the spawn part, then I took the road to Port Silver and got lost XD I'll definitely be referring to the map in the future, the building all looked awesome though, especially in the texture pack.
About your character
Name:
He just goes by Sigmund.
Age:
Around 17-19
Race:
Human
Appearance:
The test
"Time to get up" I admitted to myself, sadly. I was lying in a bed of Churoulta, underneath a wizened old oak tree. "But what shall I do first?". My stomach rumbled in answer. "Maybe deer?" I thought as I picked up my bow. I had been extraordinarily lucky to have a father that left such a fine weapon (and a quiver to go with it) just lying in the path of my daring escape. To be perfectly honest, I don't even remember why I left (though I do remember my father being unbearable to live with), but in my experience, being homeless isn't so bad. Not the first couple of weeks of course. I mean, I had a shot of bow when I was a child (before my father's drinking started), but moving targets in all sorts of weather? It was an absolute nightmare. Lived off berries mostly at the start. Even now, I need to get really close to my food before I can let off a shot. I've only had deer once, but I feel like today could be my lucky day.
Sometimes I come across some Forest Elves when I wander. I don't really know their language, but they're really nice, and sometimes they give me food. I wish I had been born an Elf, then I wouldn't have had an idiot for a father. Then I could live like I live now, just with some more comforts. Especially in winter, (it's always tough) I considered going back, even it was begging on the streets, just swallowing my pride and admitting I had just ran off in a bad mood... In winter I would have been dead if it wasn't for some Woodsman's Friend.
Most people, when they run away, they run away to sea. Not me though, just looking at the sea made me fall ill. Yes, growing up in Port Silver was hard... In more ways than one actually. I was never well-liked as a youngster, and my mother wasn't around (died when she gave birth to me, you see). So all in all, a fairly lonely childhood, maybe that's why I love the forest so much. Because I'm used to being alone.
Ah well, no use worrying about it now. Best to just enjoy the chirping of the birds. It must have been the end of Truebirth, maybe Sporebloom? In any case, the noise of the birds was deafening, and the air was heavy. The Season of Harvest had definitely arrived at any rate. "How could anyone want to live anywhere else?" But even as I was thinking that thought, I began to wonder if living in the forest was all I made it out to be. Of course, I love it here, but the nights were cold, the food supply was inconsistent, and my breath was terrible. Maybe I should like have a roof over my head and some company for once. But where? I could follow the Elves home, but I don't speak the language, and besides, they probably wouldn't accept a messy scruffy person like me. I suppose I better just keep walking and see what I come across...
erkenberken
2) How old are you?
16
3) Where are you?
I'm from Scotland
4) Have you read our guides yet?
Indeed I have
5) Introduce yourself!
Not much to say to be honest, right now I've just wrapped up exams, trying to get to uni for maths and physics. I also play some guitar, and I love Lord of the Rings and the related stuff
. I also love hiking, cycling, and fishing, but sadly living in the city means I don't do that as much as I like XD. Having a terrible laptop, I can only really play Minecraft and LOTRO, though I haven't played that in a while. If I had to live somewhere else I'd probably move to Norway.7) Did you explore our world prior to your application?
Yeah, I was in the spawn part, then I took the road to Port Silver and got lost XD I'll definitely be referring to the map in the future, the building all looked awesome though, especially in the texture pack.
About your character
Name:
He just goes by Sigmund.
Age:
Around 17-19
Race:
Human
Appearance:
The test
"Time to get up" I admitted to myself, sadly. I was lying in a bed of Churoulta, underneath a wizened old oak tree. "But what shall I do first?". My stomach rumbled in answer. "Maybe deer?" I thought as I picked up my bow. I had been extraordinarily lucky to have a father that left such a fine weapon (and a quiver to go with it) just lying in the path of my daring escape. To be perfectly honest, I don't even remember why I left (though I do remember my father being unbearable to live with), but in my experience, being homeless isn't so bad. Not the first couple of weeks of course. I mean, I had a shot of bow when I was a child (before my father's drinking started), but moving targets in all sorts of weather? It was an absolute nightmare. Lived off berries mostly at the start. Even now, I need to get really close to my food before I can let off a shot. I've only had deer once, but I feel like today could be my lucky day.
Sometimes I come across some Forest Elves when I wander. I don't really know their language, but they're really nice, and sometimes they give me food. I wish I had been born an Elf, then I wouldn't have had an idiot for a father. Then I could live like I live now, just with some more comforts. Especially in winter, (it's always tough) I considered going back, even it was begging on the streets, just swallowing my pride and admitting I had just ran off in a bad mood... In winter I would have been dead if it wasn't for some Woodsman's Friend.
Most people, when they run away, they run away to sea. Not me though, just looking at the sea made me fall ill. Yes, growing up in Port Silver was hard... In more ways than one actually. I was never well-liked as a youngster, and my mother wasn't around (died when she gave birth to me, you see). So all in all, a fairly lonely childhood, maybe that's why I love the forest so much. Because I'm used to being alone.
Ah well, no use worrying about it now. Best to just enjoy the chirping of the birds. It must have been the end of Truebirth, maybe Sporebloom? In any case, the noise of the birds was deafening, and the air was heavy. The Season of Harvest had definitely arrived at any rate. "How could anyone want to live anywhere else?" But even as I was thinking that thought, I began to wonder if living in the forest was all I made it out to be. Of course, I love it here, but the nights were cold, the food supply was inconsistent, and my breath was terrible. Maybe I should like have a roof over my head and some company for once. But where? I could follow the Elves home, but I don't speak the language, and besides, they probably wouldn't accept a messy scruffy person like me. I suppose I better just keep walking and see what I come across...
