The Fixed One Minecraft Username:  Berelhin Are you at least 18 years old?: I am 24 Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: A friend Recommended me to Join(Max. 1) Haloayla (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): — 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?)* Jumping out to stretch his legs, he walked straight and steady as they were tested in the swamp lands south of the wall. He glanced toward the elder woman, gave her a nod, and his lips curled into a slight grin. "Simple. Off to find big game... the hunt always calls to me.” The Horse pulling the Wagon Walked slowly , Allowing Phil to Walk at a Normal pace without the need to catch up to it.He gave her another nod as they slowly wobbled toward the Spire His eyes flickered to the horizon ,barely seeing the spire off in the distance through the morning fog. His brows rose at the tall, unbelievable structure. He clenched his bow with anticipation, figuring where people gathered under such a mystery, there'd be coin, beasts and danger great enough for him as a hunter. A place where he could make a name for himself, perhaps even honor the very pact that raised him to be the hunter he was today. Born and raised in the swamps, in one of Phil’s Pacts, he was no stranger to survival. As was tradition, each member of the Pact had to hunt a worthy prey, one that proved their true skill and potential as a Jack. Jim was no different. After passing the trial at thirteen, he slowly integrated into the Pact and kept hunting bigger and bigger game, until the swamp could no longer offer a proper challenge. So, he decided to move south. The Spire promised to be a great stop: a place to ask about new game, new wildlife, new terrain to test himself against. He hoped to represent his Pact properly, honor them well, and show the rest what a Jack was truly capable of.Phil could remember the his trial day as clearly as still water. He was stalking through the thick muck of the swamp, knee high in it, in fact. He was hunting a Waterjack- watching it from afar, until suddenly another one of it's pack charged out of nearby water- had been concealed with swamp litter, waiting for Phil to get close enough to attack. A mix of blood and sweat mixed into the swampy muck as Phil wrestled with this waterjack as he struggled to untuck his knife from it's sheath. He hadn't even noticed this one so close to him- he hissed, damning himself for not being cautious enough. In The end , Phil Ended up Getting the Upper hand with his Knife bringing the Waterjack with him to the Pact proving him self worthy. And so, with his steady step and his usual slight smirk, he did once last big stretch, yawning as he did so before doing a quick little jog to catch himself back up to the wagon, jumping back in for the rest of the ride. To his next great stop, his next challenge, his next crossroads. " — Character Name: Philip (phil) Downy Character Race: Human  Character Age: 25  Brief Physical Description: Ginger Hair, With black eyes About 1.7 Meters tall (5'7 i believe) lean built and even though young already is bolding  Image of Skin and Figura Model: Dont have Figura Model     

Alright Will do, The Jim and Phil I Made it in different days and Phil felt better then Jim and forgot to Change it. And I do believe The Spire is in a different Section then The Jacks But I sure can try in a bit.

OOC Minecraft Username:  Berelhin Are you at least 18 years old?: I am 24 Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: A friend Recommended me to Join(Max. 1) Haloayla (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): — 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?)*Walking Straight and steady As his Legs were tested in the swamp lands South to the wall , Would glance towards the Elder woman and give her a Nod and His lips curl to a slight grin* "simple, Of to find Big gain...The hunt always calls to me.." *He would Give her a nod as they slowly wobbled towards the Spire, The Towers of the city that grow towards the sky Like small spikes in the distance tickling the bellies of clouds.* *He would glance back at the Greatling wobbling along with them, The grounds shacking slightly with each of his step making him wonder why such a big fellow would head to The spire, and not towards the North...But he wouldn't poke in peoples privacy...It was theirs after all.**Born and Raised in the Swamps in one of the Jacks Pact And As per usual, In his Pact they had to hunt a worthy pray, One that Would show their true skill of a Jacks potential and survival in the harsh lands, Jim was no different. After passing the Trail at 13 He would slowly integrate to the pact and Keep on hunting bigger and bigger gain till The swamp couldnt offer A proper Challenge for him and so, He would decide to move south...The Spire would prove to be a great Stop a Place where he could ask about Great gain and wildlife new challenges and terrain to hunt in, hoping to represent his Pact Properly to honor them right and show the Rest what A Jack is truly capable of!**And so with his steady step and usual slight smirk on his face he would Keep walking forwards , Forwards to the Spire His next big stop to new challenges and Crossroads!*" — Character Name: Philip (phil) Downy Character Race: Human  Character Age: 25  Brief Physical Description: Ginger Hair, With black eyes About 1.7 Meters tall (5'7 i believe) lean built and even though young already is bolding  Image of Skin and Figura Model: Dont have Figura Model