OOC
Minecraft Username: Zadfkiel
Are you at least 18 years old?: 21
Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes.
Were you referred by someone? If so, who: I had watched Redlyne's video on forgotten Minecraft servers, where Hollow World was mentioned with a lengthy segment- Many, many people in the comments from Hollow World had fascinated me, and I had found one particular person mention this server, which piqued my interest.
Hello. I go by Zafkiel (He/Him) and have been a part of numerous roleplay communities for almost 16 years now, ranging from Starcraft II Cortex/Apex Roleplay, Minecraft, WoW Epsilon, Garry's Mod and many others, I have plenty of experience with roleplay as a whole.
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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 - 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 woman would glance her head over to the woman sitting in the carriage. Beneath layers of obsidian-grey plate and chain, a set of faintly glowing golden eyes would pierce through the veil of the helmet. Clawed gauntlets would relax, tensions seething through the individual, and being carried away with the wind. A firm, yet blunt response would come from the individual, only lightly muffled by their choice of attire. "I... Do not know. The Hand of Fate has chosen this path, and so I will follow." Unsurprisingly blunt, the warrior-blood of Korami make and origin would run through her veins. At least, as she was told. The woman would look away for a few moments, turning back to the elderly woman in the carriage. "My kin told me to make way here. As uncertain I may be of who I truly am. This journey of mine... As selfish as it may be, I must find my own answers." Seemingly driven by the words of an Oracle that Astrid had met upon her travels, the 'Korami' woman seeks to find her place. She has no recollection of her childhood, no memories of her parents- Only her name. Nursed to health in Korami lands and becoming an exceptional fighter, Astrid would travel her way to the Midlands to seek work. For a short time, Astrid served under a pair of Valkian tradesmen, who had fancied her a bouncer and bodyguard for their lucrative trading operations. Astrid now seeks to travel about the Reach, to try and find answers of her true lineage and name.
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Character Name: Astrid Dragonov
Character Race: Human
Character Age: Mid 30s
Brief Physical Description: A tall, fit, yet endowed woman with fair skin and pale-blonde hair. Typically fit in plate / chain armor, they seldom go anywhere without protection of any kind.
