Minecraft Username: bomsanchu  Are you at least 18 years old?: yes i am 27 years old  Have you read the rules? (Link):  (Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: i was searching for a roleplaying server that i could be a part of  (Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: no  (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): my name is Eden i play and create ttrpgs including complete new systems for tabletop rpg's. none are published so i don't have a portfolio yet. i specialize in building huge things and am mostly good at grinding for resources in minecraft but my style is mostly based on medieval german houses with the wood and white walls and fantasy like lotr and harry potter.   —  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)? “Ow dear me, i must have died as i see an angel before me. my name is Shez Novellark grand designer and well known poet" (for context he will act like he is important, and famous but he literally isn't, the character is known to lie to make himself look important)"i came here to make a living in the reach for years i have compiled stories of all the adventures i have gone on and want to share them with all. like the one time i was at sea on a Valkian ship. i was a stowaway but hid quite well until the day before they got back to land. a giant sea serpent attacked me inside the hull. i was scared for my life but i grabbed the snake... u-uhm i mean sea serpent by its neck and got it out of the ship" shez keeps telling fantastical stories that he overexaggerates a lot not even letting others respond as he mostly tries to entertain his fellow travelers. "i have heard many stories from the southern reach though and they are nothing compared to mine. i always wanted to go to my ancestral land" shez sounds a lot more genuine and actually calm during saying that. "my family did originate from the spire or at least my parents told me, can't wait to get to the harbor i always love hearing the stories when the men of the sea came back to land. even though the sea swallowed my dad and his crew i still love the sea. well that is enough about me. now my fellow travelers tell me stories about you." he turns to the other travelers and starts writing down stories and already crossing out less interesting parts and writing new parts to make the stories more crazy and impressive, asking for their names and writing it down with the stories.as the travel continues Shez grabs some drawing supplies, starting to draw the people in the cart and the hills of the reach behind them, its crude and simple but to him the story is more important then the end result.as shez starts seeing the buildings of the spire on the horizon he springs up with childlike glee "finally the city of my dreams, the city of the Aedall i only imagine the stories to uncover about my ancestors and their dissapearance"(i was not entirely sure if you can be an ancestor of the Aedall but the idea for my character was, or that his ancestors left long ago, or that his father just told him that and its just another fantastical story he tells people with little actual truth. all statements he makes have to be taken with a grain of salt. his stories are actual fantastical stories that have no bearing in reality with sometimes small truths added to make it believable) Character Name: Shez Novellark  Character Race: Arsa Sidhe  Character Age: around 25   Brief Physical Description: pinkish skin, colorful clothing and bright yellow eyes with orange streaks and long blueish black hair (the jewelry is in fact fake)

Minecraft Username: bomsanchu  Are you at least 18 years old?: yes i am 27 years old  Have you read the rules? (Link):  (Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: i was searching for a roleplaying server that i could be a part of  (Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: no  (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): my name is Eden i play and create ttrpgs including complete new systems for tabletop rpg's. none are published so i don't have a portfolio yet. I unfortunately deleted most of my world from back in the day but i specialize in building huge things and am mostly good at grinding for resources in minecraft but my style is mostly based on medieval german houses with the wood and white walls and fantasy like lotr and harry potter      —  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)? “Ow dear me, i must have died as i see an angel before me, as you can see i am a fashion designer and came to spread my love for fashion in these lands” shez points to his horribly clashing clothes, bright and just too much” but you definitely must have heard about me, the great Shez Novellark the greatest writer and poet in the land(not really). But more important what is your name my dear angel.  “well dear i am off now heard there was a group of valkians coming to the harbour, maybe they have some stories that i could use in my repertoire and they must hear the stories of my heroics and the beasts i have slain, have a nice day dear tah-tah"  Shez walks of to the harbor to meet the valkians having traded and worked with them for years always wanting to know the stories of their travels, his walk is gracious and confident, his soles not making a sound on the pavement as he strolls towards the harbor, he sees men he has seen before and some he didnt emmediately dsitracting the men with stories, tall-tales and horrible poetry getting a couple coins for his entertainment, the men see him as a Jester while he himself sees it as him being a wonderful entertainer.  “the men of the sea come back to land, the valkians and their famous brand, do they come here for just some fun or are they all just on the run, the valkians, the valkians merchants of the world, they come to here and are better then a turd”   —  Character Name: Shez Novellark  Character Race: Arsa Sidhe  Character Age: around 25   Brief Physical Description: pinkish skin, colorful clothing and bright yellow eyes with orange streaks and long blueish black hair  Image of Skin and Figura Model: