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Skype Name (optional): send me a PM if you wanna know.
Location (Optional): Australia
Why do you want to join the server?: As a fairly new Minecraft roleplayer I have been searching for an adequate server for quite a while now. My previous server has been temporarily shut down and barely any news of its reopening has been given out, so I've decided I may as well move on. A friend of mine (abinness14) applied here a few weeks ago, and they suggested this server to me.
What do you want in a RP server?: The number one thing I want in a RP server is definitely a good, friendly community. I hate joining servers where, if you're new, you get treated like dirt. I'm also looking for a server that that has a rich, interesting lore and full of well-developed characters - where you won't be randomly killed if you happen to go away from the computer for a few minutes.
Age: 17 elven years.
Town: Traveller – town unspecified
Appearance: Long, straight dark brown hair; lightly tanned skin; bright, blue eyes
Skin (Optional): To be made
Backstory (More than 5 sentences):
[Just so you know, for every RP server, the backstory of my characters normally are similar. I've written this from and OOC perspective, and I've kept it quite “brief”]
It was last in spring when the baby was born, and her mother called her "Rosilyna" for her roses had begun to bloom that very day. Word within the town was that a merchant, one of the finest of the land, had been travelling from settling to settling searching for an apprentice of whom he would teach all he knew, and to carry on his own business when he grew old. He had been searching for a child, no older than three; so whom he would pick would leave their family and have no knowledge or memories of them, as this was a lifetime commitment. The merchant had been looking for preferably a boy, one of great heritage; however, most men did not want their children to be sent to become a merchant, and would rather have them to become hunters, butchers, and other professions alike. Slowly, the merchant grew to accept that he may need to begin searching for a girl.
Rosilyna's family was never well off, and when the news of the merchant came to them, they saw it as a great opportunity. A girl would never be able to supply the family as well as a boy would, and Rosilyna, at this dreadful age, did nothing but use up precious resources which would better be used for other means. When the merchant arrived in the town, the parents of Rosilyna took her to him, as did few other families with their own infants. The moment the merchant laid his eyes upon Rose's mother, he fell deeply in love with her for her immaculate beauty. Knowing full well the life of a merchant did not involve love, and that this beautiful woman had already a husband and many children, he was left utterly heartbroken. He made the rash choice in his sadness to take Rosilyna as his apprentice, in hope that the girl would grow up to equal beauty of her mother (and that she did).
That day, Rosilyna left her family with nothing but the fine baby clothes she wore, and the golden bracelet around her wrist, of which her mother gave her secretly, hoping that one day Rosilyna would remember her family, and return to them. For the many years to come, Rosilyna was taught everything the old merchant knew, until the day came he passed away, leaving Rosilyna on her own;
And that is where her story begins.
[Rosilyna is now in her late teen years (elven), as a merchant on her own. She has grown into a fine young woman, of course.]
Rosilyna: *beckoning out to a young man* Ho, sir! May I interest you in a range of goods?
Man: And what goods may these be, my lady? *smiling and tipping his head slightly*
Rosilyna: *making full eye contact with him* Bread, paper, books… things like that. *tilts her head to the side*
Man: I’ve needed some bread. How much are you selling a loaf?
Rosilyna: 25 (currency?) *smiles*
Man: 25 (currency?)!! Are you kidding me
Rosilyna: Oh no sir! I don’t think you understand. This is the finest bread of all the land – guaranteed to make you strong and healthy.
Man: *thinking about it* I don’t know…
Rosilyna: Alright, sir, I’ll make it 20. But only for you! *smiles*
Man: *smiles* Alright, I’ll take 3 loaves.
1. Name each of the Elven ethnic groups in their native tongue.
• Cezdemorii’ Magisters
• Barkuarrefe Hussaurs
• Varvas’kii Cilveki
• Dezmorii’ olken
2. What happened to the old ruling caste?
Despite the collapse of the Elven Kingdom, the casting system continues to exist within the society of elves, which in turn hinders advancement of elves as individuals, as such preventing them from rising in social status.
3. What is the taxonomic term for Elves?
After searching throughout the lore I concluded that Elves do not have a taxonomic term, unless "Elves" itself is their name.
4. What is the average wind-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?
What do you mean? African or European swallow? Licentia & Locatio.
Very nice, (it's alright with the similar application, you did a very good job at editing it to fit this server's lore) Question #2 is actually they were overthrown by another caste and eventually become what are known as "Dark Elves". Otherwise, this is a superb application.