Minecraft User Name:Squidmum
Age:12
Character Name: Anturu Sneard
Character Age:18
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio: Anturu spent time with an old, wise wizard who helped him to develop his skills and master the power of magic. Anturu was traumatized from a young age, because one day when he and the wizard were collecting food from the woods, a group of bandits sprung on the old man, killed him mercilessly and then stole everything of his cold, dead body. This experience gave him a burning hunger for retribution; for the deaths of the people who killed the closest thing he had to a father. Lost all memories of being a magic master so now he has to master it again.
RP Ability :Beginner
Why I want to join: I have an addiction to both rpgs and minecraft and magic is the best.
RP Sample: Anturu woke in the small hut with a massive headache. He tried to remember how he had gotten there but all he could remember was an old, fatherlike figure and the horribly distorted face of a killer. He heard noises outside and when he went to investigate, an arrow flew out of the bushes. He raised his arms and as he did, the arrow was consumed in flames. He heard the shooter run away and, stunned at the fact of what he did to the arrow, he fainted...
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Age:12
Character Name: Anturu Sneard
Character Age:18
Character Gender:Male
Character Bio: Anturu spent time with an old, wise wizard who helped him to develop his skills and master the power of magic. Anturu was traumatized from a young age, because one day when he and the wizard were collecting food from the woods, a group of bandits sprung on the old man, killed him mercilessly and then stole everything of his cold, dead body. This experience gave him a burning hunger for retribution; for the deaths of the people who killed the closest thing he had to a father. Lost all memories of being a magic master so now he has to master it again.
RP Ability :Beginner
Why I want to join: I have an addiction to both rpgs and minecraft and magic is the best.
RP Sample: Anturu woke in the small hut with a massive headache. He tried to remember how he had gotten there but all he could remember was an old, fatherlike figure and the horribly distorted face of a killer. He heard noises outside and when he went to investigate, an arrow flew out of the bushes. He raised his arms and as he did, the arrow was consumed in flames. He heard the shooter run away and, stunned at the fact of what he did to the arrow, he fainted...
Pillows dont count... or do they?so am i in?