Greetings, my name's Athlaeos (people often find it hard to pronounce it, "aeth-lay-ös") derived of the ancient gods of Wisdom/rationality, Mercy/violenceless, and Nature(or rather its perseverence), three things that I value in human behaviour/mentality. The reason I'd like to join this realm is because I found it hard to find a new home after my last one was removed, losing a few comrades in the process. I've visited dozens of realms trying to find one to fit the hole where my old home used to be, but none of them felt quite right. Roleplaying realms have interested me for a while now, but they are quite scarce. I'm entirely new when it comes to roleplay, so that's why this "milder roleplay" appeals more to me. I am very interested in story and lore, and I've tried writing some of it before! I found this server via reddit, something that's survival based as opposed to faction based.
My goals in Hermertia.. I suppose I really enjoy building, but I've been doing so much of the stuff that I'm getting tired of big projects in survival. So building my own kingdoms or towns wouldn't be enjoyable for me personally. I'm also not really the type to be trading or exploring(as a job), and history is difficult for me. I hope I wouldn't be bother if I were to have a different occupation? I love researching things and the idea of magic/fantasy, perhaps that could be an option?
4. Tell us about any skills or talents that you would like to employ in Hermertia. Are you skilled in redstone engineering? Do you like to farm? Do you have an eye for building? Let us know about anything you want to mention but haven’t yet; it will help us – and especially prospective lieges - learn more about you. Including any past pictures of builds here is helpful too.
I love building things, but as I said before, I likely won't be working on huge projects. I do think I'm pretty good at it, but not nearly as talented as someone like Jeracraft. I'm pretty goodish at redstone, I know the basics, but my biggest problems with redstone is that the things I build are lacking compactness, and not lag friendly on a massive scale. I'll upload an image of the map I currently have for Jeracraft's building competition, it's not finished, but I like to think it looks good so far.
5. Tell us your thoughts on some early lore. Your lore is, in effect, your backstory: when your character arrives in Hermertia, he or she will need a past. This doesn't need to be perfect or complete by any means, but sharing with us the beginnings of some lore that is both interesting and compatible with our own lore is a sure way to round out an impressive application.
As for lore, I'll be speaking in character now. I'm Athlaeos, human(-ish), and was born in the end, in a large castle on a floating Island, hundreds of kilometers away from the dragon's nest and main land. My parents fled away from it when the dragon became enraged at their sudden appearance, they did not anticipate armour-melting purple fires excreted from the dragon's breath, which wounded them quite a lot. Anyways, they barely escaped. Since the portal was gone, they had to flee through a gateway which they didn't know what it was or how it was there, it was very high up, so they had to use some of the spare ender Pearls they had left. And luckily it worked. They escaped the dragon, but faced a huge landscape of floating islands, stange purple plants, and hundreds of endermen. Years later their newly built kingdom was finished, and I was born after that. Strangely, the End's atmosphere tampered with my skin and bodily features. As if I was partially dragonlike. I don't know what I am, but whatever it was, my parents were detrought with it. They speculate it had something to do with the dragon's breath tearing deep into their skin. I didn't quite get to meet a lot of people to say the least, concidering my parents were the only ones there. To me it felt normal, regular, the way it's supposed to be. But I Always had a feeling that I was lacking something. I was around 16 years old when a dragon's cry echod through the end, shaking the ground. My parents were terrified for days, but nothing happened in the meantime. There were no sounds, as opposed to the occasional roar we used to hear. Eventually they decided we should check if the dragon was still even there, but it wasn't. The dragon was gone, and the portal was there. We were free. When we jumped through, I was nearly blinded with the sun's light, I was baffled, my parents told me everything there was to know about the overworld, but I didn't anticipate that. I've never felt so excited before. But not for long, many people in the overworld concidered me a freak. It was hard to get a proper job. I sort of left this civilisation to live on my own, but this time without my parents, who experienced difficulty letting me go. Anyways, my years in the End gave me plenty of time to think about things. I became a philosopher(writer) for a few years in the overworld. One thing I found was quite notable about the overworld's population in the time that I was there was the amount of cultures it had. I found that fascinating, I've never come into contact with such cultures and "religions". Anyways, I wanted to learn about this weird universe we live in, which is what I do to the present day. I'm 18 years old at the moment of this being written.
I regularly use discord and am willing to have voice chats.
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