Hello there Blinx! First of all, thank you for reviewing my application. I understand your concerns regarding a supposed bad depiction of fat people, but I speak with most sincerity that it wasn't my intention at all! I portray Tazusko as a friendly, innocent man. He's not stupid, but he also doesn't think it twice,  he is pretty straightforward when it comes to achieve his goals and help those who need it, always looking for the bright side of things. His body type is just a part of himself, but not a motor of shame, and I'll make sure it stays like that. Regarding the lore changes, I shall be rewriting them right away!    Again, thanks a lot!

OOC Minecraft Username: SmokeTheKnight Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: A friend of mine told me about it! (Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: Sr_Dimentio (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):  Hi! I come from other rp servers. I was told about Avalore by a friend and decided to join as I wish to find here a small but lovely community with cool rp and D&D mechanics! One of my hobbies is to make figura avatars to be used in rp! I also accept figura commissions. I'll post some of my work below:     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?) The heavy armored Greatling stares at the Old lady with an amusing gaze. He slowly takes off his helmet, revealing a hairless and corpulent tusked man, he removes the sweat accumulated from the long journey, before turning his gaze to the woman again "Nervous? I certainly am mistress! I ain't got a sip of mead in days! When you are stuck sitted in this hole, one gets a worse mood than a wolf with rabies I'll tell ya!" The giant spoke with a polite, friendly tone, proper of a stonerunner. The woman stares back, stranged "That is not.  . . What I meant?" She sighs "Forget it. . . I still wish to know really, why do you come to the south?" Tazusko holds his belly, he lets out a muffled chuckle "Sure then! It's not like we got anything better do, do we?" The giant clears his throat "Not so long ago I lived UuUp north at the Amafells! I was a fine laddie indeeed, was good at sports, didn't anger my good ol' motha, it was quite the good life for me I'll tell ya! Until. . . well. . ." Tazusko rolls his eyes in  a uncomfortable mood, he is now uncertain as to proceed with the story or not. "Oh c'mon!" The old woman draws a smile towards the giant "You can't just leave me hanging like that! I won't judge okay?" She places a hand on the man's lap. Tazusko lowers his head and joins his fingers "Let's just say the stars had another plans for me the moment I. . . snuck into the tribe's food chambers at night and well. . . Got drunk." The woman gasps, quite astonished by the giant's telling "Oh my gosh. . . dear! Are you serious?" He covers his face embarassed and shakes his head "I swear to the stars above mistress! Good Tazusko only aimed for a midnight snack, but that goshdarn mead cellar sure look pretty tempting!" "Well then. . . What happened after?" "When the sun rose my brothers could not lay their eyes upon at the scene mistress. . . My piggish butt, sleeping like a baby on the cellar's floor! When I woke up, The matriarch of the tribe had arrived and was looking directly at me. Believe me mistress! Ye do not WISH! To anger such a woman, she is the one responsible for my whole clan, and Holy moly! her eyes were injected in blood! She could have killed me right on the spot. The diviners from Nothof may have found good luck in me, however, because my sweet lovely motha stepped in right at that very moment!" "It was the indifferent love of your mother that saved you huh?" "Indifferent? I wish! She slapped the shit outta me mistress! It still hurts 'till this day! Thankfully she was able to convince the matriarch and so, my head stayed where it should be! However, my honor was lost forever! I was forced to leave the tribe and gain a name for myself at foreign lands. Which is what your pal Tazusko is doin'! I go here and there to get some coin, I am not certainly a fancy mercenary like those Fehirds escorting kings and dukes , but it is honest work I'll tell ya!"   The woman raises and eyebrow, the giant's mood left her a bit baffled "Aren't you concerned in the slightest? That your family and tribe see you as an irresponsible glutton?"   "HO HO HO HO HO!" The giant burst into laughter, slapping his belly violently "No can do mistress! What can I say, my life is a tough one, but I quite enjoy the adventure! It is what keeps me on track! Besides, how long is gonna take until we reach To the Spire anyways? I am hungry!" The old woman lowers his head and visibly facepalms "Tazusko. . ." She sighs "You are certainly one of a kind. . ."   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:  Tazusko Character Race: Greatling Character Age: 32  Brief Physical Description: A muscular, corpulent bald giant with vibrant orange eyes and prominent horns. He wears a set of heavy armor, dented and partially rusted by time, which almost covers all parts from his body Image of Skin and Figura Model: