Minecraft Username:
sekssimf

Are you at least 18 years old?:
Yes

Have you read the rules? (Link):
Yes, I have.

(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?:
reddit

(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username:
No.

(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):

In-Character

Character Name:
Erathiel Selyrith

Character Race:
Fey-Touched (heritage of fire and volcanic Fey)

Character Age:
22

Brief Physical Description:
sandra is  short (4'11). Her skin is light red with a faint of black, adorned with dragon scale patterns that twist up her arms. Her eyes are a gloomy red without pupils. Long black hair smooth and silky

In-Character Response:

The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.

“Nervous?”

You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.

“I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.

“Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”

"This land kept calling to me. They say the Fey-Touched are always on a journey, always chasing stories and old tales. For me, that story is in the Ashlands.

My parents were Holygardeners from the Midlands. They were good people, caretakers of sacred places—but I never truly fit in. With my dragon-like scales and scorched fingertips, I always felt different.

I’ve heard the stories of the Spirit of the Fire Dragon. I believe in it. I believe I’m meant to follow it. That’s why I’m here—to join the Fireborne and serve the Spirit. That’s where I belong. In the Ashlands."

sekssimf:

Minecraft Username:
sekssimf

Are you at least 18 years old?:
Yes

Have you read the rules? (Link):
Yes, I have.

(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?:
reddit

(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username:
No.

(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):

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In-Character

Character Name:
Erathiel Selyrith

Character Race:
Fey-Touched (heritage of fire and volcanic Fey)

Character Age:
22

Brief Physical Description:
sandra is  short (4'11). Her skin is light red with a faint of black, adorned with dragon scale patterns that twist up her arms. Her eyes are a gloomy red without pupils. Long black hair smooth and silky

---

In-Character Response:

The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.

“Nervous?”

You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.

“I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.

“Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”

"This land kept calling to me. They say the Fey-Touched are always on a journey, always chasing stories and old tales. For me, that story is in the Ashlands.

My parents were Holygardeners from the Midlands. They were good people, caretakers of sacred places—but I never truly fit in. With my dragon-like scales and scorched fingertips, I always felt different.

I’ve heard the stories of the Spirit of the Fire Dragon. I believe in it. I believe I’m meant to follow it. That’s why I’m here—to join the Fireborne and serve the Spirit. That’s where I belong. In the Ashlands."

Hello there! I'll be responding to your application today, looks like you'll need to put in a bit more work before we'll be whitelisting you on Avalore. Firstly, I've noticed that your in-character section is well below the required number of words for approval. Additionally, your accuracy with the lore isn't quite what we would want to see from a perspective applicant. In order to be accepted, we need to see at least three in-depth references to our lore. These references need to be used correctly within the context of the prompt, and they need to be more than simply a passing mention of a proper noun from one of our compendium pages.

I recommend that you take the time to acquaint yourself with our lore, and work on fixing this application. Reading over the "Getting Started" page, found here: https://avalore.net/getting-started/ can be a good place to start! If you have any questions, feel free to contact me via discord @cosmic_evil, or you can ask in the #whitelisting-help channel in our discord!

Minecraft Username:
sekssimf

Are you at least 18 years old?:
Yes

Have you read the rules? (Link):
Yes, I have.

(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?:
reddit

(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username:
No.

(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):

In-Character

Character Name:
sandra syrrin

Character Race:
Fey-Touched (heritage of fire and volcanic Fey)

Character Age:
22

Brief Physical Description:
sandra is  short (4'11). Her skin is light red with a faint of black, adorned with dragon scale patterns that twist up her arms. Her eyes are a gloomy red without pupils. Long black hair smooth and silky

In-Character Response:

The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.

“Nervous?”

You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.

“I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.

“Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”

"My name is Telren. I come not from glory or war, but from silence.

I was born in a town that no longer exists, tucked along the southern edge of the Midlands. My family had long served as lantern-keepers—tending the flame altars in old temples, waiting for pilgrims that rarely came. It was a quiet life, one meant for soft voices and folded hands. But I was never soft. Not with fire beneath my skin.

When I was twelve, I wandered too close to one of the old ceremonial pyres during a festival. A sudden flare—wild, unnatural—caught my sleeve. I don’t remember the pain, just the smell of scorched earth and the sound of my mother screaming. When I woke, my arms were blistered, patterned with darkened skin and bronze-scale textures. My fingertips stayed black as coal. My parents whispered that the Fey had claimed me. Others said I’d been cursed.

But deep down, I didn’t feel cursed. I felt changed. Like something ancient had noticed me.

I left soon after. My hometown feared what it didn’t understand. I was too strange, too marked. I wandered north and east for years, hearing stories of the Great Disappearance—of the Arsa Sidhe vanishing from the Southern Reach, leaving behind wild, open land. A place for second chances.

Then I heard of the Fireborne. Keepers of the Spirit of the Fire Dragon, who hold the Ashlands with strength and devotion. Their legend struck something deep in me. Not fear, not even awe—just recognition.

So I crossed The Wall. Made it to the Spire. And now, I wait.

Not to be welcomed. Just to be tested."

sekssimf:

Minecraft Username:
sekssimf

Are you at least 18 years old?:
Yes

Have you read the rules? (Link):
Yes, I have.

(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?:
reddit

(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username:
No.

(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):

---

In-Character

Character Name:
sandra syrrin

Character Race:
Fey-Touched (heritage of fire and volcanic Fey)

Character Age:
22

Brief Physical Description:
sandra is  short (4'11). Her skin is light red with a faint of black, adorned with dragon scale patterns that twist up her arms. Her eyes are a gloomy red without pupils. Long black hair smooth and silky

---

In-Character Response:

The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.

“Nervous?”

You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.

“I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.

“Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”

"My name is Telren. I come not from glory or war, but from silence.

I was born in a town that no longer exists, tucked along the southern edge of the Midlands. My family had long served as lantern-keepers—tending the flame altars in old temples, waiting for pilgrims that rarely came. It was a quiet life, one meant for soft voices and folded hands. But I was never soft. Not with fire beneath my skin.

When I was twelve, I wandered too close to one of the old ceremonial pyres during a festival. A sudden flare—wild, unnatural—caught my sleeve. I don’t remember the pain, just the smell of scorched earth and the sound of my mother screaming. When I woke, my arms were blistered, patterned with darkened skin and bronze-scale textures. My fingertips stayed black as coal. My parents whispered that the Fey had claimed me. Others said I’d been cursed.

But deep down, I didn’t feel cursed. I felt changed. Like something ancient had noticed me.

I left soon after. My hometown feared what it didn’t understand. I was too strange, too marked. I wandered north and east for years, hearing stories of the Great Disappearance—of the Arsa Sidhe vanishing from the Southern Reach, leaving behind wild, open land. A place for second chances.

Then I heard of the Fireborne. Keepers of the Spirit of the Fire Dragon, who hold the Ashlands with strength and devotion. Their legend struck something deep in me. Not fear, not even awe—just recognition.

So I crossed The Wall. Made it to the Spire. And now, I wait.

Not to be welcomed. Just to be tested."

So I do see that you wrote more words to fill out your application, great work there! I did however notice a number of inaccuracies in your whitelist application, please re-read our lore pages to fix those errors, and we'll be able to take another look at this. Primarily, I would recommend re-reading the pages for the Fireborne, The Southern Reach, and The Fey-Touched. Once again, feel free to reach out if you have any questions!

Additionally, it doesn't seem that the username that you've put down both times now is linked to an actual minecraft account. Please provide a current Minecraft Username in order for us to whitelist you.

Thank you!

Minecraft Username:
fakekileer

Are you at least 18 years old?:
Yes

Have you read the rules? (Link):
Yes, I have.

(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?:
reddit

(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username:
No.

(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):

In-Character

Character Name:
sandra syrrin

Character Race:
Fey-Touched (heritage of fire and volcanic Fey)

Character Age:
22

Brief Physical Description:
sandra is  short (4'11). Her skin is light red with a faint of black, adorned with dragon scale patterns that twist up her arms. Her eyes are a gloomy red without pupils. Long black hair smooth and silky

In-Character Response:

The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.

“Nervous?”

You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.

“I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.

“Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”

"I’ve always been this way—marked before I took my first breath. My parents once told me they were offered a blessing by a passing stranger, cloaked in colorless light and sweet words. But the Fey don’t bless. They curse. And I was the result.

Scales line my arms like cracked stone, my fingertips forever blackened as if fire lives just beneath the skin. My eyes—no whites, no pupils—just a flat, glowing gold. People called me cursed. Some feared me. Most avoided me. Even my own blood didn’t quite know what to do with me.

But I know what I am. I’m Fey-Touched. I am part of a world that hums behind the veil—one that most can’t see, and wouldn’t understand if they did.

When I heard of the Southern Reach, I didn’t hesitate. A wild land beyond The Wall, abandoned since the Great Disappearance—of the Arsa Sidhe mysteriously vanishing from the Southern Reach, leaving behind wild, open land. A place for second chances.

Then I heard of the Fireborne. Keepers of the Spirit of the Fire Dragon, who hold the Ashlands with strength and devotion. Their legend struck something deep in me. Not fear, not even awe—just recognition.

And then I heard of the Fireborne—those who live in the Ashlands and serve the Spirit of the Fire Dragon. Not out of fear, but out of purpose. Out of faith.

That’s what drew me here.

Not to be pitied. Not to hide.

But to burn.

So I crossed The Wall. Made it to the Spire. And now, I wait."

This is an AI-written application, and your Minecraft account does not exist. Not sure what your angle here is, but this application is declined without appeal, and this account will be IP banned shortly.