OOC
Minecraft Username: KilledWithaKnife
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes, I am well over 18 years old.
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(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: I heard about the server from a voting website!
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):
I am a part-slavic person from the baltic states with an obsession of a wide variety of things, such as Formula 1, drawing: both physical and digital, Dungeons & Dragons, roleplay in a fantasy setting, developing stories and engineering, more specifically, mechanical!
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In-Character
Read the following prompt:
The sound of clinking glasses and idle chatter welcome you in as you find yourself stepping into The Full Cask. An older man with a full mustache and warm smile beckons you over to the bar he's tending. His gazes washes over you, a glint of some knowing look shining in his eyes. As you sit, his voice rumbles out:
"Hello there stranger! What can I get for you?"
After you order, he continues to make small talk. "You must be a newcomer. I'm Maarten, glad to meet you." He says with a certain kindness in his tone.
"Tell me, what brings you to the Spire?"
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?)
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.
Your Response:
Jaz looks at the man sceptically, her arms crossed. Despite her smaller stature, the female seemed to be rather confident.. Giving him a glance. "It's quite nice to see you, Marteen. Not everyday people of my kind are met with such warm regard.. At least from my own experience. Say.. What interests you in my business around these parts?" She gave the bartender a question of her own, rising her eyebrow lightly. Her tone, though a little accusatory, wasn't hostile.. Seems like the girl was simply cautious.
"Aye, don't be so afraid, it's only customary for me to ask every customer!" Marteen said, setting down her drink in front of her, giving a warm smile. That seems to have broken the ice a bit.. The Void-Touched female took a swig of her drink.. Nodding approvingly. She spoke once more, her tone friendlier now. "Aye, I live around these parts, but I was just on a journey to the Mist Isles. Something about the place attracts me, you know. Maybe it's the mysterious past of empires coming and going, maybe it's the many stories contradicting each other.. But it keeps drawing me in."
Jaz took another swig.. Seemingly unbothered by the alcoholic beverage, staring in front of her for a moment or two. The females eyes longing for something quite undescribable. She quickly snapped out of it.. Quite the dreamer, isn't she? "Say.. Do you ever wonder what happened to the race that disappeared a while back? Aedall.. I have heard rumours of their existence. I wonder.. Did it happen because they were afraid, or was there something darker under the scenes?" Jaz took one more swig of the bottle.. Going dead silent once more. She seemed quite enigmatic.. As if Jaz was living in her own world, her own mind, for the most part. She did seem awfully interested in that race. "I just can't help it but wonder, there has to be a reason for their disappearance. Something we haven't seen yet.. And I want to find out what it is. Maybe it will help.. Or maybe I will die during it, but I can't just sit around and do nothing." Jaz seemed quite adamant about the event circumstances, her words flying out passionately as she spoke without interruptions or stutters. Then, Jaz fell silent once more, deep in thought, the glass of booze in hand.
A few minutes pass.. The bar life keeps shuffling around her, and Jaz suddenly shakes.. As if she was awaken. Yet again.. Jaz spoke out of nowhere, staring directly at the bartender, rather curiously. "Hey, Marteen.. I'm looking for some krackerstags. Their fur sells for quite a lot and maybe.. If you give me a good tip, I will give you a skin too. What do you say?" Jaz gives the man a little smirk.. Having her offer laid down, she leaned back on the chair, crossing her arms.
Marteen pointing out a location.. The Void-Touched nodded, standing up. She fetched a few coins from her pockets.. Dropping them on the table. Clearly overpaid, she didn't seem to wait for change.. Simply making her way out of the inn, Jaz took one good long look at the horizon, and walked off, not looking back at all.
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Character Name: Jaz Mbendjele
Character Race: Void-Touched
Character Age: 23
Brief Physical Description: Jaz is a rather short Void-Touched female reaching 5'1. Her white hair shimmered in the sun, seems like the female takes good care of it due to its fragile nature. Although Jaz's clothing choice hid her skin most of the time, you could still make out black crystalline spots over her hands. The ears gave it away too, sitting firmly on top of her head, and her purple eyes gazed into you with a longing of a sort.
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