-OOC (Out of character)-
Minecraft Username: Zimmeme
Past experience with roleplay: I've been on atleast 10 roleplay minecraft servers
What is “Meta-gaming”?: When your character somehow gains information of something that could or could not pertain to him, and he uses it even if in a real world knowing this information would be impossible.
What is “Power-gaming”?: When you force an action on someone without their chance of response
-IC (In character)-
Name: Duren Longbeard
Appearance: A bit short for a Nord, he has a muscular build about him. Has a long tangled orange beard and same with his hair. He has blue eyes and he has a large and stubby nose.
Personality: Usually drunk, likes to do anything for drink, honorable
Abilities (Magic and Skills): No magical ability but he's a proficient swordsman
Backstory (Please write a minimum of 1 paragraph. Quality over quantity.):
Duren was born a few years before the peace in Skyrim. His Dad fought in the stormcloak army and taught his son how to use an axe and a bow in-case war that size would ever break out again. He prepared his son and he made protections to their home but he forgot what it meant to be a father. Duren didn't have the compassion in his life of other Nords and he had a sad childhood, once his father died his mother fell sick and he had to care for her 6 months until she passed away. His Brother was born a year before his dad passed away and he was left to care for him. His brother and him were happy but barely got by, Duren wanted to try and get married making tending to his household easier. He went out to search for a suitable wife and left his brother at home, after a long night he found one lady and promised to visit again but as he came home his brother was gone. Duren looked all over until he saw his back-fence was broken down. Duren looked for a whole day and got his friends to look as well but they didn't find his brother.
Duren had no family left he was broken, something snapped in him, he went to the nearest Tavern and drank his troubles away. He became a wandering drunk exchanging stories he heard for mead. After half a year he stumbled upon a lonesome household and heard yelling from inside. He quickly ran up to the wall, looking inside. He saw two Nord men raping a woman in-front of her child and the man of the household was knocked out on the floor. Duren gripped his fathers axe and rushed in, killing one man and knocking out the other. He helped the women get everything in order and helped tend to the man for a day. When he was ready to leave the family offered gifts, he turned them down and walked off. He finally realized he could do good and stopped looking at the sorrow in his life, but his taste for Mead had grown into an addiction and he continued to wander telling stories, but he knew he had a purpose and he was determined to find it. He decided to set off to the town of vagrants and crime, Anvil.
After spending time within Anvil and finding a band of hobos that accepted him, known as the Vagrants of Anvil, he grew homesick. After a good few months he decided to visit Skyrim to see how his homeland had progressed. He took the next ship back to Skyrim to observe what happened. He went to the old house the family lived in and found that it was burned, probably during a war of some kind. He traveled to his old house which was now a small community, with a nice population. Duren stayed there for some time helping the people finish building their homes, and digging their well. He was in return given their finest brewed mead and to rest in his home. Duren then left once again and traveled Skyrim, visiting the cities and checking on how the political structure of Skyrim changed.
Duren had had enough of reminiscing of his home and decided to return to Anvil. He hadn't heard of the events that happened in Anvil while he was away, he was briefed on what had happened in Anvil and was frightened for the lives of his Vagrant brothers. Duren wanted to find them, he wanted to find the men who gave him hope.