Zhaos
Villager
1. What is your Minecraft username?
Magicallfail
2. How old are you?
24
3. What country are you from?
U.S.A
4. Have you read the King's Law, Tome of Citizenship, Official Lore, and the Survival Guides yet?
Indeed I have
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagaming - using information gained OOC to your benefit while you are in roleplay
Powergaming - Having an unfair fight/roleplay that results in you coming out triumphant every time. Example: Cannot force someone else to do something such as give you all their items just because you say something like *steals all your items*
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
Snerus
8. Tell us about yourself!
I enjoy reading and writing, though my writing could use a lot work. I listen to a large variety of music and am always looking for more! Games? You can always find me playing games in my free time, especially strategy and RPG's.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
I have no work to share here, but maybe you can see some come to life in the game
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
I was looking through a list of medieval roleplay servers and this one really had me interested
About Your Character!
Character Name: Zhaos Thandus
Character Age: 25
Character Race: Forest Elf
Appearance:
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Light skinned
Clothing: green tunic with green leggings
Written Test!
I was not the first born of my family, nor was I the last. If memory serves me well, I was born and spent my very early days in an expansive elvish city they call Irragin. My mother’s name is Kathra, or so I have been told by my older brother Varis. I don’t know much about her, but I hear she raised Varis and I for a few years of our lives. The only reason she left my father Garin was because he returned home with my younger brother Lancelin, and we all know how those creatures are created. She wanted nothing to do with him anymore… and since I was half his she wanted nothing to do with me as well. That is when she kicked us out.
That brings us to a part of my past I can tell you with greater recollection. Our father chose to move us to the port city of Aerilon. He did many jobs from street sweeper to being a bouncer for a local pub, which did not help with his drinking problem. He drank almost all the time. Sometimes instead of paying for our lodgings he would spend it on ale. This is when my older brother, the only one of age to procure a job sought out employment. Within no time he found a library that needed someone to assist stocking shelves and cleaning the facility. While he acquired extra income for our household I stayed home. Even though I was but only 8 years of age, I was quite a strong lad. Being such I would be the one who did chores such as gathering, chopping firewood and with the help of our drunken father maintaining the structure of the small hovel we resided in. While both father and Varis were working I would also care for Lancelin. He was more difficult to handle than all the manual labor. But my older brother had paid me to pull through, not with currency but with teachings of reading and writing. As I grew older I began fantasizing about the prospect of us three brothers making a name for ourselves in a land of fortune he once mentioned to me. Many nights I would talk with Varis and he would agree that it would be a grand idea, but Lancelin was too young to make such a journey… so the thought stayed in the back of my mind.
Many years later, I would say about 16 had passed, Varis, Lancelin, and myself had finally set off and left the drunken fool behind. We set sail for that land Varis had spoken of many years before. The trip took almost a year and it just so happens we arrived on Lancelin’s 21st birthday… which brings us here to this tavern, where you asked me our story and interrupted my celebrating. But I must go now, greatness awaits.
Magicallfail
2. How old are you?
24
3. What country are you from?
U.S.A
4. Have you read the King's Law, Tome of Citizenship, Official Lore, and the Survival Guides yet?
Indeed I have
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagaming - using information gained OOC to your benefit while you are in roleplay
Powergaming - Having an unfair fight/roleplay that results in you coming out triumphant every time. Example: Cannot force someone else to do something such as give you all their items just because you say something like *steals all your items*
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No
7. Name one of our current Mentors.
Snerus
8. Tell us about yourself!
I enjoy reading and writing, though my writing could use a lot work. I listen to a large variety of music and am always looking for more! Games? You can always find me playing games in my free time, especially strategy and RPG's.
9. Do you have any examples of your work?
I have no work to share here, but maybe you can see some come to life in the game
10. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
I was looking through a list of medieval roleplay servers and this one really had me interested
About Your Character!
Character Name: Zhaos Thandus
Character Age: 25
Character Race: Forest Elf
Appearance:
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Light skinned
Clothing: green tunic with green leggings
Written Test!
I was not the first born of my family, nor was I the last. If memory serves me well, I was born and spent my very early days in an expansive elvish city they call Irragin. My mother’s name is Kathra, or so I have been told by my older brother Varis. I don’t know much about her, but I hear she raised Varis and I for a few years of our lives. The only reason she left my father Garin was because he returned home with my younger brother Lancelin, and we all know how those creatures are created. She wanted nothing to do with him anymore… and since I was half his she wanted nothing to do with me as well. That is when she kicked us out.
That brings us to a part of my past I can tell you with greater recollection. Our father chose to move us to the port city of Aerilon. He did many jobs from street sweeper to being a bouncer for a local pub, which did not help with his drinking problem. He drank almost all the time. Sometimes instead of paying for our lodgings he would spend it on ale. This is when my older brother, the only one of age to procure a job sought out employment. Within no time he found a library that needed someone to assist stocking shelves and cleaning the facility. While he acquired extra income for our household I stayed home. Even though I was but only 8 years of age, I was quite a strong lad. Being such I would be the one who did chores such as gathering, chopping firewood and with the help of our drunken father maintaining the structure of the small hovel we resided in. While both father and Varis were working I would also care for Lancelin. He was more difficult to handle than all the manual labor. But my older brother had paid me to pull through, not with currency but with teachings of reading and writing. As I grew older I began fantasizing about the prospect of us three brothers making a name for ourselves in a land of fortune he once mentioned to me. Many nights I would talk with Varis and he would agree that it would be a grand idea, but Lancelin was too young to make such a journey… so the thought stayed in the back of my mind.
Many years later, I would say about 16 had passed, Varis, Lancelin, and myself had finally set off and left the drunken fool behind. We set sail for that land Varis had spoken of many years before. The trip took almost a year and it just so happens we arrived on Lancelin’s 21st birthday… which brings us here to this tavern, where you asked me our story and interrupted my celebrating. But I must go now, greatness awaits.
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