OOC Minecraft Username: itz_astartea Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes, 24 Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: Heard about it, none invited(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: N/A (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): I'm a lover of the roleplay, I love making gardens or inner decorations in game, I also make skins, not the best ones but I try my best. — 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?)"I was kinda lost in my life. I tried to find a purpose to live with. I was a thief for living, it happened a long time ago. But my knowledge in piano saved me from that dark path. I earned enough money to survive just but playing the piano at taverns across different places, Castariva, Frostpeak, The Crossroads, Stonebrook... I walked around these cities looking for taverns or locals where they needed some music for ambientation. I let the music speak when my words couldn't. But one day after a performance, I saw some people trying to hurt someone who was defending their local from being stolen and... I had to do something. I don't even know why, it just felt like I couldn't stay still. I was a thief, I know, but I never wanted to be a criminal, I did it for surviving and; I never used violence to steal, just to protect me. Maybe those memories of my old criminal life softened me enough to run towards these and beat them all. I think that's why I knew I needed to do something bigger. Since that day I knew I had to do any job to protect the peace and use justice to help people who really need it. Hah! Isn't that too much Valk of me? I know, it is, too much honour in me. Though I escaped from my family, my Valk heart never stopped beating inside me, and that day after the performance I told about, was just it was just what I needed to realize it. Now my days are spent around the Southern Reach to train myself across those fields, learning how to stand when someone pushes me down. After that training, I sometimes go to rest at Albern Crossing, it kinda relaxes me to watch the river flowing under my feet, like time itself doesn't exist. And I really hope, when I reach the Spire, the Circle of Four allows me to use that justice for a good purpose... Now, I must depart and turn my dream into reality, step by step, even if the pat ahead is uncertain..."He got up, walking out of the wagon and moved out to start a new life.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: Atwood Cortés Character Race: Human Character Age: 21  Brief Physical Description: Green eyes (his right eye is  pastel green due blindness, pale skin tone, ginger with medium fluffy cut with side bang, he's 5'5 (165 cm), athletic. He has dimples when he smiles, hidden scars around his body. Image of Skin and Figura Model: