--OOC Information—Minecraft IGN: Xaedric
Prior Roleplay Experience: Multiple Hardcore RP servers
Define Power-gaming in your own words: Powergaming is the act of emoting without giving space for a response or emoting un-realistically
Define Meta-gaming in your own words: Metagaming is when one takes knowledge gained in OOC and utilizes it for RP purposes
Define Role-Playing in your own words: Roleplaying is when one takes on the identity of any given character or otherwise behaving as a said entity through emotes
--IC Information—Character name: Xaedric Nulltyr
Race: Half-Elf
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Character Description:(At least one to two paragraphs describing your character’s physical appearance, including height, eye color, and skin tone.)Xaedric stands fully at the height of 6'4" while weighing 198 lbs with a swimmers sort of physique, otherwise being depicted as lean with a toned form. Upon his upper body trails a singular yet large tribal tattoo depicting an eagle of sorts, which seem to coat his chest, back, arm, and neck. Should one care to look, they'd notice the 4 onyx columns of braided hair that cascade down to the back of his neck in a symmetrical manner, along with such his irides carry a copper sort of tint if not the slightest green whilst carrying the scent of pine on his person on most occasions.
Character Occupation:(Optional)(For us to understand your characters starting skillset, your character still will need to contact the Kingdom to purchase any property) Pickpocket, Conman, Ruffian
Character Personality/Traits:(At least one to two paragraphs describing their personality traits and/or quirks.)A brutish sort of man, he carries himself in solitude while having a menacing sort of presence, though perhaps he is still quite approachable depending on the day. In turn, he is someone who often worries not for the plight of others while believing friendship is fine but Gold is finer, pious in most that he does, he believes all that he does is next to perfect, almost because he is willing to put in the right amount of work and finesse to get the job done.
Character Biography:(At least three paragraphs describing your character's history and experiences, you must reference server lore)
Born unbeknownst to him, to a high elven father and a human mother, Xaedric was born and raised upon the streets of Barkamstead without much to his name he took to pickpocketing for what he needed, carrying a survival of the fittest mentality even till present day. with no one to watch his back but he, he seemed to grow deaf to any problems others might have considering such minuscule to anything he has endured, not to mention his blatant trust issues. once upon a time, he took a liking to this girl he met who grew up down the street from his usual spot, she was 17 at the time while he was only 14, seeking to perhaps get lucky he made his affection known without the knowledge of if the girl had a significant other or not, within the week of him confessing to her, the Lad would find his attempts shot down without a doubt as her boyfriend along with a couple of squires found Xaedric and reduced him to a pulp within some dark alleyway, as they sought to leave him their halfway dead, he unveiled a dagger which he had come upon earlier that day, blitzing the girl's boyfriend with the blade in hand, he thrust it into the man, carving flesh and blood from the male's abdomen, causing him to fall and lay their unconscious as it thusly donned upon the Male that he had taken his first life, in realizing this as well the squires sought to apprehend the murderer only to fail as he made his way out of the city, becoming a nomad of sorts hence forward he migrated to Falkvard and resides there till this day.
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--Scenarios—Please give us a roleplay response to both of these scenarios, at least one paragraph each:
A small riot breaks out in Barkhamsted between Humans and Pact races.
They'd quickly gaining the attention of the guards as the situation escalates. Your character is somehow swept up into the crowd as the situation grows more dangerous, what do they do? Acknowledging the tensions rising, he'd swiftly begin to revel in the ongoing chaos, looting and raiding whatever he could hold or fit in his pockets.
for whatever reason, your character finds themselves in an ancient tomb, the walls thick with brambles and foliage. From up ahead, you spy what appears to be a shambling mound of something. It pauses, quivers, and moans. What do they do?
In the moments that followed he'd eye what is presumably a creature of sorts, thusly sizing it up, in the case that it appeared to be something he could take on he would have with no form of hesitation, though should it appear formidable, he'd quit while he was ahead
