Out of character Information
Minecraft Account Name: Run3z
Age: 12
Timezone: (UTC-06:00) Central Time (US & Canada)
Experience in role-playing (If any): I used to do some roleplays as a detective, farmer, guardsman and demon. All were serious and never got out of hand meaning I never God-Mod [ Being invincible and never taking hits or always dodging, making the enemy miss, etc. ].
In character Information
Name (Full): Rune 'Ul Xani
Character Age: 16
Race : Elf
History: As a child I was beaten and always overlooked as an idiot by my father, Twan Xani, bullied by the village kids for being shorter and not as strong. I always continued my studies and ignored the ignorant bastards around me like usual, but then something big happened. At age 8 I got in my first fight. The school punk, Balatos Boulevard and his peons confronted me as I walked near the water wells for a drink. Balatos pushed me into the stone bricks and my nose dripped of blood. He laughed at me as I turned red in humiliation. He called me the most stupid and scrawny little kid he has ever seen. I picked up the metal bucket I had in hand in bashed it into his face, breaking his lip, nose and left eye. His peons came after me but I lost them while climbing in the construction scaffolds near the school. Balatos' friends never stopped bothering me after that day, constantly trying to pick fights.
One day I bumped into a guard in full armor, head to toe, coated in iron. He looked down at me and told me not to feel discouraged by the other people's taunting. He felt like a second dad to me. Everyday I would come and talk to him and he would smile, listening about how I would be a soldier like him. A week later he was caught up in a village riot for lowered food rations as the war was going on. I was the one who found him dead, stabbed to death with a pure diamond dagger. My idol and only person I looked up to was dead. I mourned that night. My father came up to my room and hit me with his alcohol bottle so that I'd stop mumbling. I just then noticed my father became a drunkard. He killed my mother and told me not to tell anyone. I didn't in fear of him killing me if I did.
At age 9 I ran away from the village, it was cold and raining outside and my father was out at the tavern getting drunk as hell again. I ran like it was the apocalypse that night. For all I knew it would soon to be. I arrived at a cabin in the middle of a forest. It was lit horribly with redstone torches. I came over to the door and knocked on it. A man opened the door and looked down at me. He drew his sword and almost sliced me in half, but if not for one of his friends to stop him, I would've been elf fillet. They took me in and raised me to be a like them. Bandits, thieves, assassins... The man who stopped me from getting killed was a man named Benjamin Pentius, his voice so familiar but he was no one I had never seen. He always kept his face hidden so I always did, following in his footsteps.
One night, just like the one when I ran away, we went on an expedition to soon I found out was my hometown. We were contracted kill a man, I was not told the name of the man or what he looked like. I was only told make a distraction so no one would see the incident go down. We entered a tavern then everything went wrong. No one listened to my fake rant about the drinks and the others thought it was all good to go. As soon as one man took out his bow, hell went down. Everyone was brawling. I was then ordered to kill the man by Benjamin. He told me what he looked like and gave me a dagger. As soon as I had the weapon in my hand Benjamin ripped off his mask and I recognized his face. It was the Guardsman I met as a boy. I ducked under the fighting and found the man I was told to kill. I found it was my dad. This trip down memory lane had me thinking what to do, I was so confused. I dropped the dagger and ran out of the tavern. I stole a map of the land and ran off to Newmond. I was only 14 at the time. Two long years has passed and I found my way to Newmond, passing by towns and stealing food and money to get by on caravans. Now it is present day and time to begin my life of new opportunities.
Personality: Clever, Hardened [ Undergoing Survivor's Guilt ], Stubborn, Sly
Skills: Stealthy [ Bandit Training ], Sucker Puncher [ Rough Childhood ], Elf Sight
Appearance (Description, but a skin would be great too!): Wearing worn down leather and linen combats. Dark Blue skin. Short hair.
Other details (Optional): I'm 12 but I'm pretty serious and mature in roleplay.
Situational Role-play
1. While in Newmond, you see a mysterious looking figure sprint past you, he appears to be carrying stolen goods. What do you do?
I offer help, I could maybe get a cut of money out of him.
2. You are fishing off a small pier which clearly states it is a public fishing area. A middle-aged dwarf approaches you and tells you it is his fishing area. (You find it funny that a dwarf enjoys fishing) What do you do?
I beat the living hell out of him and tell him not to complain, I can't give two craps if this is his land or not.
PS : I would like to apply for Lore Writer. So I'll add it to this post.
[ You already know my Minecraft name, timezone and age ]
Experience in writing lore (If any): I had written a story with its own towns and stuff.
Extract from previous written lore (If any): None.
Do you enjoy writing? (Obviously a plus): I love it, I would like to be an author when I get older in fact!
Do you expect to be paid or rewarded for your writing?: Not exactly. I just want to contribute to helping out this server!
Write at least 1 paragraph on Newmond and it's background, feel free to include any made up characters, buildings or previous events to back up your story. The more descriptive, the better:
[ I'm just assuming Newmond is a country, I'll edit this if it isn't. ]
NEWMOND HISTORY TIMELINE:
> Eron Hulius the 3rd leaves Dwarf Lands with 37 ships filled with people.
> Newmond is founded and lead by King Eron
> Three major leaders ; Nilevus Eron, Warre El' Fant and Brutos help found cities across the northern plains.
> Surrounding civilizations take interest in Newmond's presence, sending peace treaties and gifts such as food rations and melee based weaponry.
> Elf Region inhabitants begin to pour through Newmond border and begin making refuges.
>Newmond Guardsmen take action and kill off nearby towns on the border.
> Elf Region Government sends enormous amounts of tainted food rations, killing off 3/16ths of the Newmond Population.
> Newmond goes into war against the Elves.
> The Casterville battle takes place, [ NEWMOND VICTORY ]
> Warre 'El Fant leaves Newmond with a pack of troops and joins the Elves.
> Elves ally Dwarf Civilizations near Newmond creating the Warre Resistance.
> Brutos is killed in The Relaton Town Revolt. [ WARRE VICTORY ]
> The Willwood Attack takes place [ WARRE VICTORY ]
> The Beachside Ambush takes place. [ NEWMOND VICTORY ]
> The Capital Siege takes place. [ NEWMOND VICTORY ]
> Newmond wins war against the Warre Resistance.
> King Eron is assassinated by his brother Nilevus.
> Tyrant Nilevus visits Elf Region bringing lies to start the Elven Civil War.
> Tyrant Nilveus visits the Dwarf Lands bringing assassins who kill Dwarf king Dulin.
> Tyrant Nilevus is suspected by both the Elven and Dwarven Government of Slander and breaking the Treaty.
> Tyrant Nilevus is assassinated and all regions come back to harmony.
> New civilizations rise with new races of sentient beings. [ Orcs, Goblins, Etc. ]
> Tension in Newmond rises.
> PRESENT DAY NEWMOND!
