Dyvynarth
Villager
1. What is your Minecraft username?
Dyvynarth
2. How old are you?
14
3. What country are you from? What is your timezone?
The netherlands, (timezone CEST)
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
I did, indeed read all rules, and lore.
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagameing is when you got or have information outside of roleplay, so the information you got real life, so your character should not know that information. But you still use that information to benefit your character. Powergameing is when you make your character really strong so it isn't able to be slayed or winned from, almost god like. Wich is unfair to the other players.
because they don't have a change of winning a fight.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No we do not.
7. Tell us about yourself! Do you have any examples of your work?
Hi, I am Sterre, also Dyvynarth and i have been
interested in the medieval era, and roleplay in general think of DnD, Ark, RPG, ect.
I have 2 sweet cats, I like to paint, i have a few paintings painted, took a long time, but then ya got something.
I also often listen to pop music. And i like music in general.
8. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
It was a google search.
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Character Name:
Omylia
Character Age:
17
Character Race:
Forest elf (Female)
Appearance:
A small girl, she wears a green dress and has light green eyes with her brown wavy hair she stands 5'7 tall, she has brown boots.
she is often seen with a book, and has yellow edges around her dress by her feet and sleeves, she wears a long sleeved dress and has fair skin.
(can make her taller if it isn't correct)
skills:
she can read, and she's a little smart.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin: (She's my nugget such cute)
View attachment 117849
Written Test! (i am not the greatest writer but.. i guess this will do.)
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{A young scholar.}
''Omylia..'' a voice would say sitting by the fire, as the girl would look up from one of her books a ''hm?' would be heard, it was a fine evening, birds would be chirping as the embers of the fire where slowly dying and it was slowly getting dark. "Tell about ye self, where are ye from?'' Omylia would sigh laying her book down carefully so it won't fall of the log where she was sitting on. she would start to speak... laying her hands her lap.
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When Omylia was little, she always had a interest in books, of all sorts, since she was a only child, her mother had time to teach her young daughter the basics of reading and writing. Her mother was a librarian herself in her younger years, but gave it up to care for her child when she got pregnant. Omylia is still thankfull for that to this day, her father on the other hand was always busy with his work as hunter. He was ambitious, always trying to give the family a good name, but he had little time for his only child and daughter. Even though Omylia tried to fall in the good graces of her father, he was a dismissive man. So that was never successful. Wich upsetted Omylia. She just wanted to get recognition from her father, she never got it, but instead it led to many arguments and her father would always tell her that she would ''learn how he feels when she got a job.'' She didn't understand. She was just a child after all.
Omylia still has the life long dream to become a scholar. And librarian maybe, like her mother, did when she was young. But she is still questioning what she wants.
Omylia didn't had many friends growing up, she mostly was at home with her mother. Talking about her newest story, wich her mother would praise she was proud of her daughter that she had the same interests as herself. And because she never had many friends she never build any real social skills. Because of her sassy and sarcastic nature, she often was misunderstood and rejected. And friendly she is indeed, but she just has a hard time expressing it. Because she never learned how to. She tries to be social, it just doesn't work out how she wants it to work out. it hurted her, but since she never left home it wasn't her biggest problem at the moment, only, she did want to see and learn about the world when she was 15, so she said packed her stuff and said goodbye to her mother and father. And off she went.. Lets see how this story goes on...
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''So.. That's about it.. Heh.'' Omylia would say picking her book up again, it would have turned dark already. It was a clear night, and the figure would be messing with the fire. Trying to put it on again, he'd simply nod being to busy having a war with the fire. after hearing Omylia's story.
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Dyvynarth
2. How old are you?
14
3. What country are you from? What is your timezone?
The netherlands, (timezone CEST)
4. Have you read the King's Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides yet?
I did, indeed read all rules, and lore.
5. In your own words, how would you define metagaming and powergaming?
Metagameing is when you got or have information outside of roleplay, so the information you got real life, so your character should not know that information. But you still use that information to benefit your character. Powergameing is when you make your character really strong so it isn't able to be slayed or winned from, almost god like. Wich is unfair to the other players.
because they don't have a change of winning a fight.
6. Do we allow X-Raying mods or X-Ray texture packs on the server?
No we do not.
7. Tell us about yourself! Do you have any examples of your work?
Hi, I am Sterre, also Dyvynarth and i have been
interested in the medieval era, and roleplay in general think of DnD, Ark, RPG, ect.
I have 2 sweet cats, I like to paint, i have a few paintings painted, took a long time, but then ya got something.
I also often listen to pop music. And i like music in general.
8. Did anyone refer you? If not, how did you find our server?
It was a google search.
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Character Name:
Omylia
Character Age:
17
Character Race:
Forest elf (Female)
Appearance:
A small girl, she wears a green dress and has light green eyes with her brown wavy hair she stands 5'7 tall, she has brown boots.
she is often seen with a book, and has yellow edges around her dress by her feet and sleeves, she wears a long sleeved dress and has fair skin.
(can make her taller if it isn't correct)
skills:
she can read, and she's a little smart.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin: (She's my nugget such cute)
View attachment 117849
Written Test! (i am not the greatest writer but.. i guess this will do.)
================================================================================================================================================
{A young scholar.}
''Omylia..'' a voice would say sitting by the fire, as the girl would look up from one of her books a ''hm?' would be heard, it was a fine evening, birds would be chirping as the embers of the fire where slowly dying and it was slowly getting dark. "Tell about ye self, where are ye from?'' Omylia would sigh laying her book down carefully so it won't fall of the log where she was sitting on. she would start to speak... laying her hands her lap.
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When Omylia was little, she always had a interest in books, of all sorts, since she was a only child, her mother had time to teach her young daughter the basics of reading and writing. Her mother was a librarian herself in her younger years, but gave it up to care for her child when she got pregnant. Omylia is still thankfull for that to this day, her father on the other hand was always busy with his work as hunter. He was ambitious, always trying to give the family a good name, but he had little time for his only child and daughter. Even though Omylia tried to fall in the good graces of her father, he was a dismissive man. So that was never successful. Wich upsetted Omylia. She just wanted to get recognition from her father, she never got it, but instead it led to many arguments and her father would always tell her that she would ''learn how he feels when she got a job.'' She didn't understand. She was just a child after all.
Omylia still has the life long dream to become a scholar. And librarian maybe, like her mother, did when she was young. But she is still questioning what she wants.
Omylia didn't had many friends growing up, she mostly was at home with her mother. Talking about her newest story, wich her mother would praise she was proud of her daughter that she had the same interests as herself. And because she never had many friends she never build any real social skills. Because of her sassy and sarcastic nature, she often was misunderstood and rejected. And friendly she is indeed, but she just has a hard time expressing it. Because she never learned how to. She tries to be social, it just doesn't work out how she wants it to work out. it hurted her, but since she never left home it wasn't her biggest problem at the moment, only, she did want to see and learn about the world when she was 15, so she said packed her stuff and said goodbye to her mother and father. And off she went.. Lets see how this story goes on...
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''So.. That's about it.. Heh.'' Omylia would say picking her book up again, it would have turned dark already. It was a clear night, and the figure would be messing with the fire. Trying to put it on again, he'd simply nod being to busy having a war with the fire. after hearing Omylia's story.
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I cannot see the skin!
