OOC
Minecraft Username: Mono___Eye (Three _'s in there)
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes
Have you read the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about Avalore?: Referral from a Friend
Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: A_Z_U_R
Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):
Hello!
I am Monoeye, I've been doing the MCRP game for a considerably long time at this point, starting way back with Hollowworld, then Aethier from it's very start to its Catastrophic End, and then hopping around a few smaller places here and there ever since, So likely around.... 15+~ years give or take?, Time is scary.
While I don't have anything creative to share, I do love and appreciate anything of the sort and would love to see what incredible creations people do come up with.
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In-Character Section
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)? (250 word minimum - please make sure to include at least three references to our lore in your response, with two coming from different pages in the Compendium. Two of the three selected should also be in-depth, avoid simply name-dropping lore terms. Tie the terms into your character's backstory. Why are they important to them?)
The girl would pause for a moment as she listened to what the elderly woman had to say, she'd open her mouth slightly, not to speak but more in a neutral yet curious expression, after the woman eventually finished, she'd pause and raise her eyes up towards the cover above them in thought before then raising a finger as if to ask the woman to hold on for a moment.
She would procure a small writing book and a utensil in which to write with before starting to scribble away, she would not spend too long writing, being rather quick at it in-fact, eventually placing the utensil down and flipping the small book around to show the woman.
In the book below is the following words:
"Apologies for the delay miss, I am unable to speak due to a vow I have taken upon finishing my training and I have come to learn that the adoption of the signed gestures a lot of us use for communication back home is a little less widespread than I assumed.
My reasoning for ending up here is more so nomadic in nature, which is a little odd for my people I will admit, but I felt a longing desire to experience the world for myself, growing up within the Korami was nice but it felt like I was missing the bigger picture, like I was trapped in a bubble only hearing brief tales of the greater world.
Eventually I simply decided that I had grown tired of having to believe what I was told and take it as truth or fact, so I wished to verify these tales, experience my own and maybe bring back verification or stories of my own to tell, although I opted to leave behind my family blade as I felt like taking it out of its home did not feel correct, nor did taking a new one feel like the right choice since I have no partner in which to start a new lineage with.
I've got a lot to experience, after all, I'm still in my younger years, though it was odd adjusting to the different climate here in the reach, I'm rather used to the frigid climate of my home, so it was odd to be somewhere warmer for a change and not needing so much protection to keep myself, though it still can be useful on some days as being somewhere sunnier has proven rather detrimental to my skin, as I discovered the hard way."
She'd look around as the wagon slowly rolls to a stop, briefly tearing out a small bit of paper and quickly writing down again.
The paper reads.
"It seems that I must depart now miss, My name is Elisee, should we ever meet again, but your welcoming was nice, and I appreciate your kindness."
With that she would check all of her belongings were accounted for, exiting the wagon and observing her surroundings, ready to begin a new era.
Usage of AI to generate, modify or translate the writing on your application will result in denial of your whitelist. There will be no chance to re-apply afterwards.
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!!Disclaimer: This character is likely only temporary for the whitelist process and will be replaced by another later, the skin is a very old skin for an old character!!
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Character Name: Elisee
Character Race: Arsa Sidhe
Character Age: Around 25 visually
Brief Physical Description: The elf stands tall, looking to be in the mid to high 6's, her skin appears a mid to light grey, with her hair being a pure white, akin to the harsh snowy lands she hails from, a braid hangs down one side with the rest being low-shaven across her head giving her a very soldier-like appearance, her outfit appears akin to someone you would see in a winter biome, with padding and fur to keep warm, though slim enough to offer for agile movement.
Image of Skin and Figura Model:
(No figura model)
