OOC Minecraft Username: CloudMountains Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes (Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who: Similar to some other applications I've seen, I watched a youtube video about forgotten minecraft servers and this server was mentioned in the comments.  (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): Hi! I'm Clouds. I'm 18 years old and have been playing minecraft in one way or another for a long time. I've never played on a RP server before, but I'm a huge fan of DND and world building and want to give it a try. I've already spent a few hours browsing the compendium and am impressed by and excited about the lore! — 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 some references to our lore in your response!) "Oh! I guess I just needed to see what's out there. Do you think this is the right place?" Something indecipherable twinkles in Mist's eyes - no iris or pupil, the pale blue reveal her ancestry as one of the Fey-Touched.  "Well, there's certainly lots to see around the Spire. I hope you find what you're looking for dear girl." Mist smiles at the old woman as she returns to watching the scenery go past. She fiddles with her gloves, pulling them up and making sure they cover her hands. It was the first time she had ever left the Faded Steppe and the never ending grain fields of her childhood - growing up among the Falstoners had made her wary of cities, but at the same time she felt a pull towards to unknown she couldn't explain. Agitated, she turns as the woman speaks once more. "These wagon rides always make my stomach turn. Is that what's making you nervous dear?" Mist laughs warmly. "The familiar movement of this wagon is the only thing keeping me from turning back."   — Character Name: Mist Holimion Character Race: Fey-Touched Character Age: around 30 Brief Physical Description: Tall and thin with rounded features, long brown hair reaching to her knees kept up in a simple braid, rosy skin and eyes a solid pale blue. Below her neck, no skin is exposed from under her gown, as she wears gloves to hide her hands.