OOC
Minecraft Username: nnapstyy
Are you at least 18 years old?: yes
Have you read the rules? (Link): yes
(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: from a friend
(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: Tenithen
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): im napstyy, or naps, i program video games and i like to draw and DM for DND, so im used to roleplay and text based roleplay as well
—
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)? (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?)
He was thinking of home, Sanguifleur, and its vast ocean of red. He traveled alone, regretful and abandoning all that he knew, but he had to. It was her fault. He’ll show her there are other ways of getting stronger, ways that don’t rely on hurting people. Vilregard’s expression was severe, as he was lost in thought. I’ll show her, I’ll get back there and I’ll…
“Hm?.. Oh, apologies! I was just… thinking…” he smiled brightly, his frown disappearing entirely, replaced with a sincere grin. He reached up to scratch the back of his head, a nervous tick to others, but he was readjusting some uncomfortable bramble on the back of his neck, hiding it back inside of his armor. He was forced to keep these thorns on him at all times, a reminder, and, unbeknownst to him, a means to spellcasting. His was supposed to be through briar and blood, the Ichor would awaken as part of his magical initiation, no matter what he chose, he'd find that medium much more comfortable than others. All thanks to Mère.
“I’m really just traveling! I spent a bit of time with my father on the Pearl Coast. Lovely people. Most of my clothes are from there now, it’s just so comfortable, being able to move that freely is wonderful when it comes to swinging a light blade such as this” He pointed to the beautiful rose hilt of his rapier. “Ah… would you happen to know where I could find anyone willing to teach others in the arcane arts in exchange for crowns? Maybe a swordsmaster as well, I’m always looking for a chance to hone my skills.”
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.
—
Character Name: Vilregard Wurud Delepine
Character Race: Human
Character Age: 20
Brief Physical Description: Dark curly hair, tied in a ponytail past his shoulders. Dark brown eyes, brimming with life, and a mischievous smile while amongst friends. Comfortable Mistan clothes to replace his older attire, custom made medium armor and rapier, with rose and thorn motifs all over. Sanguifleur and Pearl Coast was written all over him.
Image of Skin and Figura Model:
