Minecraft Username: NOS402
Are you at least 18 years old?: I am 26
Have you read the rules? (Link): Yuppers
(Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who: Dinomono
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): Man, I have been doing MCRP since I was like 14. If I had to go and look for stuff like that we would be here for a while haha.
—
In-Character
Read the following prompt:
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?”
How do you respond (in character)? (150 words minimum)
"Work... Need." Rott would offer a curt nod of affirmation after struggling to string together the words he was looking for. Rott would reach up to his forehead and scratch at his single, bothersome horn. Due to his unfortunate birth Rott's horn grew into his skull, cursing him to a life where words did not come easily to him. "Work good.. Rott, work good." While he was speaking to the woman, his hands would not have remained idle. Instead, Rott was whittling away at a piece of wood. He had just about finished an intricate carving of a goat's head, a reminder of home as goat was his favorite meal he shared with the rest of his Stonerunner tribesmen. Rott would finish his carving, then leading a piece of twin through it to create a necklace. "Rott tired. Wake later." Rott would then roll over and go to sleep, dreaming of what the future may hold for him in the Reach.
Character Name: Rott
Character Race: Greatling
Character Age: 32
Brief Physical Description: Rott is an average Greatling in most regards. His grey skin and amber eyes can be found among many Greatlings. The most notable feature of him would be his ingrown horn. His horn is curved to the point where it grows back into Rott's skull. This deformity has caused lasting damage to Rott, making his ability for speech very limited.
