[Approved] Application - DarkDaash

I have been a player of Minecraft since the days of beta 1.6, and have been roleplaying for about three to four years now. I am an avid writer, composer, and performing musician who enjoys partaking in cooperative storytelling, and hopes to get plenty of it. It has been quite some time since my last Minecraft roleplay, and this server seems to house the quality I have been wanting.

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Alvinorinthian "Alvi" Norvaticus Sephecur

Alvi is quite distinct regarding his looks. Despite being twenty-four, and his voice within a tenor range, his face is the epitome of boyishness, being round, normally with a wide smile set upon it. It doesn't help that he stands at a measly 5'3" making him look as if he were a child. Other than his childish, he sports velvet red hair and bright green eyes alongside skin colour resembling tan-peach. Concerning clothing, Alvi is typically seen in his black work overalls and black work boots, even when he isn't working. When he does decide to take them off, he is usually seen in a red shirt and beige cargo pants, though this may vary depending on weather and season. However, no matter what, he is always seen with his signature goggles propped atop his forehead. These goggles are quite thick around the lenses and have a black leather strap which is adjustable. The lenses themselves are tinted red and glow when the button atop the goggles is activated, due to it being a runic device.

Cheery, optimistic, innocent. These three words describe Alvi the best. Alvi does not believe in evil or bad. Somehow, he manages to find good in everything, and in everyone. He will happily make friends with anyone and everyone if given the chance. However, this makes Alvi unbelievably naive. He will believe everyone and is easily convinced to do things that would typically be wrong to do. He also blindly trusts everyone due to his views on the world. This has landed Alvi in trouble before. Alvi also has an unhealthy need to work and be useful. Alvi's self-worth comes not from finishing tasks, but from having tasks to do. Alvi also has a dark side to him which he tries to suppress. He recently discovered that he has bloodlust and is very ashamed of it.There have been very few times where Alvi has had nothing to do or told he was useless. Those were also the few times that Alvi has been severely depressed and almost suicidal. However, past all that is a dedicated individual who is a valuable friend and worker.

In 25 AV, Alvinorinthian Norvaticus Sephecur was born in a caravan by Mourene Sephecur and Sycomyanthian "Sy" Balgarius Sephecur. In 5 AV, the couple started this caravan, which travelled through cities more central to the mainland before restocking at the port city of Halsbrook. The caravan was quite successful, until the year 13 AV, when the civil war broke out. Their regular trade routes became battlefields. This forced them to travel along an increasingly smaller route. Soon, their moderately successful caravan turned into a failure, throwing the Sephecurs into bankruptcy. However, Sy still had hope for his business. When Alvi was born, Sy had hopes of raising him to succeed the caravan. However, those dreams would only remain dreams.

In 29 AV, when Alvi was four years old, the Sephecurs were on their trade route after stocking up on supplies when their whole caravan was raided. The raiders stole the entire caravan and supplies, leaving Mourene and Sy behind. However, the raiders didn't know that little Alvi was asleep in the back of the carriage. They were halfway to their camp before the four-year-old woke up crying for his parents. When the raiders returned to their camp, their commander was furious. Stealing supplies was one thing, but kidnapping a child was another. Unfortunately, there was no way the raiders were able to find Alvi's parents again. Upon asking the scared, weeping child where his parents would be, the only place he could even say was Halston, the port city. Two of the raiders were instructed to go to Halsbrook in disguise and bring Alvi to the orphanage there. However, the two raiders had a different plan.

When Alvi and the two raiders arrived at Halston, they immediately went to the black market in attempts to sell the child for a hefty profit. Fortunately for young Alvi, a middle-aged man by the name of Horace Campbell was there in search of weapon parts. He never used to dwell in places like the black market, but the civil war made resources scarce. The black market was the only place to get some of the parts he wanted. When he saw that a child who couldn't be older than four was for sale, he decided to spend all the money he had to rescue him.

Horace was a runic engineer. For the longest time, he worked in a shop he owned. However, due to the civil war, he was forced to join with other engineers and make weapons for the war. Being able to make runic armaments became an asset for the people he was making them for, but it was not what Horace enjoyed. Horace decided to take in young Alvi and keep him safe until his parents came back to Halston. When Alvi was brought to Horace's home and workshop for the first time, he was in awe by the number of machines Horace had. When Horace explained that he made all of them, Alvi immediately wanted to know how to make them. Horace was reluctant to teach such a young child, but seeing Alvi's enthusiasm made his heart melt. Horace didn't have any child to pass his knowledge down, and he did not know how much time he had left. So, he decided to teach Alvi mathematics and the very basics of runic engineering until his parents came for him.

Of course, Alvi's parents never did come back to Halston. That was evident after a year. At this time, the five-year-old Alvi was beginning to learn about simple machines, what runes are, and what runes can do at their purest. Even after a year, Alvi was still confused by this but continued to be fascinated. Horace, who adored Alvi's fascination to no ends, encouraged Alvi to stay curious and intrigued. This sentiment would ring throughout Alvi's entire life. Three years later, the civil war ended. Horace was able to move back into his shop and begin to teach Alvi how to read blueprints and make some runic machines finally. However, much to Horace's surprise, Alvi managed to create some very simple contraptions all on his lonesome!

Soon, Alvi became a known face around Halston. As Horace got older, he began to start losing his movement. Alvi had to start running all the errands. Most people seemed to enjoy Alvi's cheeriness, though there was the occasional person who found him to be annoying and fake. Alvi even began to make some friends, though they were not what most would expect. Alvi, not knowing any better, got caught up in a group of children who stole from market stands, pickpocketed, and even broke into peoples houses. Alvi was told that they only did that because they needed to and he believed them. He also joined in, thinking he was helping his friends. However, a local guard caught them and sent all of them to prison except for Alvi, only because he was a familiar face and that Alvi had no idea what he was doing was even wrong. Horace then realised that because he was occupied with keeping Alvi cheerful and teaching him how to engineer, he completely forgot to teach Alvi right from wrong, and what was and was not legal. Though Horace tried to do that, it didn't seem to get through to him. Eventually, Horace figured that Alvi's good heart would lead him to the right place.

Time went on, and the kinds of machines that Alvi could make began to grow. Alvi got better at making more complicated, and more efficient constructions. Though Alvi still had much to learn, including how to make runic devices as well as other aspects of runic theory, Alvi wanted to begin making stuff up all on his own. By the age of ten, word was out that a dusk gate had opened. Horace was called back into making weapons to prepare for what was thought to be another Xitian invasion, but at this point, Horace was bound to a wheelchair. Alvi was instead required to take Horace's place. Of course, Though Alvi and Horace continued their lessons, Alvi was now the one making their source of income, and at age ten nonetheless. Alvi found enjoyment in having a job. He loved following the blueprints and assembling the weapons, but he had no idea what they were. At first, Horace didn't have the heart to tell Alvi that he was contributing to what could be another war. Then, it dawned on him that Alvi had no way to protect himself. Horace got his friend from the guard, who happened to be the same guard member who arrested him, to teach Alvi the basics of marksmanship. He decided that Alvi would spend half his free time after work working on marksmanship, and the other half on

For two years, Alvi's schedule consisted of work, marksmanship, and lessons on engineering. Within that time, Alvi managed to make his very first runic device: It was simplistic and was primarily a toy. Alvi struggled greatly with marksmanship. It was never something he liked very much, but he realised that he would be using it in exceptional cases. When word that Xitians finally arrived through the portal, Alvi's output increased, while his pay decreased. Of course, this did not matter to Alvi, as he was only in it for the work itself. However, the guard member who was teaching Alvi was drafted into the army. Horace would have been as well, had it not been for his physical impairment. Alvi decided to dedicate time every day to marksman practice still. However, due to overwork, Alvi fainted on the job three times before being sent home on unpaid leave.

Alvi never went back to work for the army. Instead, he ran Horace's shop while continuing to learn more and more. In the next five years, Alvi began to catch up to Horace's level of skill, though not to Horace's dismay. He was happy to pass on his legacy. Alvi, now seventeen, felt he has found his purpose and was content with life. Even the Xitian news about Dragons didn't sway him, though he did practice more with his crossbow when Horace told him it was worth it for both of their protection. Three years later, the Dragons made their way to the middle realm. Horace began to be increasingly worried for Alvi's safety since Alvi was of the opinion that he could befriend the dragons. It took time, but Alvi was convinced to get on a boat and leave not only Holston but the mainland. Within the next year, after having to sell plenty of things to afford a ticket, Alvi got on a boat and left for refuge, but not before a long goodbye, and a gift from Horace; Horace's favourite pair of goggles. They were a pair of goggles Horace made long before Alvi came into his life. There was nothing special about them, but they were a decent pair of goggles. Alvi was in love with the gift, to the point of never taking them off.

The boat travelled for one and a half years since Alvi lived far south in the mainland. On board, Alvi made friends with a young woman by the name of Amelia. She was a talented flautist and poet. This was Alvi's first experience with the arts, and it amazed him to his core. Alvi and Amelia fell in love, but only for a short time. Amelia had become diseased with scurvy and died many months before the boat would reach the forbidden lands. Though Alvi was devastated, he focused on the bright side and was glad he got to meet her. Though Alvi would probably never become an artist, he would now have a lasting appreciation for it.

Another friend he made was Asher, the naval engineer on the boat who was picked up from another port city and was hired to maintain the ship. Though Asher was not a runic engineer, their shared interest in engineering allowed them to get along well. Alvi showed Asher what could be done with the little runic wire he had with him, and Asher showed him all the things that had to go into maintaining the boats. Another thing that Asher showed Alvi were ballistae. Alvi found enjoyment in learning about larger battlements. Asher even taught Alvi how to use them. Alvi spent all his free time drawing up blueprints for things he wanted to make when he arrived on land.

When Alvi arrived at the forbidden lands, he immediately tried to open up a shop. However, this seemed to be a fruitless effort. Alvi had no supplies, and nobody was buying from him. The only way Alvi was making money was by killing dusk creatures. Alvi didn't plan on going that direction, but when a hoard of undead attacked the settlement he was apart of, Alvi was one of the people to step up and defend the camp. Alvi at first didn't want to do it, but it turned out that his marksman training made him quite competent with his crossbow. For the next two years, Alvi made his share by fending off dusk creatures and even hunting. However, after those two years and a bit, Alvi found that he was enjoying it a bit too much. Every time he had to defend the settlement, Alvi started to get a rush. He even found himself getting excited by the idea of it now. Alvi discovered an unknown bloodlust that probably sprung from his optimism. Realising what he believed was his purpose is again, he decided to leave the settlement and head towards the larger town of Nightveil in hopes to begin engineering again, and in hopes of suppressing his newfound love for the hunt.