[Accepted] ~ Kra-Hn ~

[ΚΨΙΞ 710]

MC Username:

Pheonixpro1

Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread):

Dra'Kra-hn

Character Skillset:

Swords: 100 Axe: 50 Archery: 50 Blacksmithing: 40

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender):

Kra-hn is a tall figure, with some muscles but mostly a slim build. He looks very young around the age of 24 and his fur feels like smooth silk cloth, with a thick fur from head to toe. He wears the dead animals that Kra-hn has laid waste to as a sign of strength and honour. Kra-hn is of course male and a strong looking Kharajyr. He stands at 6.3ft and weighs 300lbs

~ In a nutshell ~ Age: 24 ~ Subrace: Kha'Pantera ~ Gender: Male ~

Personality:

Kra-hn has a cheery personality when around his own people. He will always be friendly to his people and remain a joyful figure. When met with outsiders (Elves, Orcs, Dwarves, Humans) Kra-hn usually acts in a aggressive manner, snarling at them and warning them to leave. If the outsiders stay to mess around with Kra-hn they can swiftly expect a arrow to the knee. Although he is a strong willed and honour-binding Kharajyr if one of his own are disrespecting the rules he wont hold back his judgement, whether it be a high ranking member of society or low.

Please include a short bio of your character's life:

*UPDATED - DIDN'T LIKE THE OLDER ONE*

Kra-hn was the son of a merchant fisherman supplying local stock for the surrounding shops in the area. He always had a thirst for catching animals and making food look magnificent, though Kra-hn never really liked the thought of being a fisherman. It was boring, hard and cheap pay. Kra-hn tried to develop other great hobbies which he profited from. He was never the really the type of person to practice ritual ceremonies, work for a tailor or rough it in the mines. Later he quickly took a liking to a hobby which he spent most of his life doing and changed his life dramatically. This hobby was hunting where Kra-hn loved the silence, the open air and the feeling where he felt at home. His usual choice of weapon would be a stone dagger which was given to him by a city guard. After a couple of years of hunting, perfecting his strategic routines or practices, his father awarded him with a true huntsman choice of weapon. This was a thick oak bow cut down from the surrounding trees and fletched into a masterpiece. He studied the bow holding the smooth wood and grinning as his sharp teeth was revealed. Kra-hn pressed his finger down the bow string smiling with delight. His father chuckled and took something out of a leather bag. It was a quiver filled with arrows, which looked likea impenetrable spear tip and strong thick feathers attached to a small stick. He put the thick quiver and the sturdy bow to the side and wrapped his arms around his father for the wonderful gift.

Kra-hn never knew who his mother was, he questioned his father many times on the thought. His father always seemed to have the same answer every time he asked, "People move on lad, not everyone stays in the same place." he would chuckle to himself and rub Kra-hn's head. He always knew to not argue with his father as he seemed to be the only person that he knew of relation and trusted. At the age of 14 Kra-hn woke up from his bed and snuck down the stairs, grabbing a leather tunic and wrapping it around his body. He took some snake skinned gloves from a shelf and put him over his hands. Kra-hn grabbed his quiver wrapping it around his back and grabbed his bow lying firmly against the corner wall. He walked close to his door and went to open it but it seems it was locked. He paused for a moment and pondered on where the keys would be. Kra-hn proceeded around the house trying not to make as much noise as possible. "Ahah!" Kra-hn shouted happily but in a loud pitch. He heard footsteps from upstairs and a small meow echo through his house. Kra-hn froze trying to stay discreet as he didn't want to let his father know he was escaping the house to have a live hunt without supervision. The noises died down and he proceeded to the door prompting the key inside and turning it. As he unlocked the door and reached for the handle he thought to himself, knowing that he was breaking his fathers trust. He proceeded anyway hoping that he would make it back in time.

3hours later, it was a dark abyss sky and the moon shimmered in the night like a sun in a small dark room. Kra-hn was moving through the un-civilized jungle of his land. His ears perked and his eyes focused as he heard the crunch of a twig snap, He looked around knowing he was being watched and he vowed to strike first. Kra-hn moved slowly further into the jungle, hearing grunts and strange noises behind his back. He drew his bow and quickly took two arrows from his quiver and slinged them onto his bow pulling back the string and ready to pounce. A ferocious shadow emerged from the night roaring loudly, slashing at Kra-hn. He shot his arrows into the air and quickly fled up to the trees. Climbing up he heard the noise of claws scratching against bark, he looked down at the monster where he managed to properly see the monster from the moonlight cracking through the treeline. He held his body firmly on the thick branch on which he stood. He shot more arrows at the massive animal which happened to be a grizzly bear. "My luck!" he grunted as the bear was shadowed in the night. Kra-hn chuckled taking his sword from his sheath and roaring loudly. He jumped onto the branches using them as stairs to descend onto the land.

Kra-hn met face to face with the beast as they both circled around looking at each other waiting for one of them to attack first. He snarled and lunged at the bear yelling out a loud roar, the bear had the best reactions at this point where he smacked the sword out of his hands. He looked at the bear and was suddenly struck by the bear leaving two scars under his eye and crimson red streaking through his fur. Kra-hn ran to the side and picked up his sword swinging it about incase the bear intended to kill him before he got his weapon. He spat blood onto the soil and watched as the bear lunged at him, full claws out and roaring intimidatingly. He dived forwards striking the bears stomach as he lunged over Kra-hn. The bear landed onto the ground with a massive thump, Kra-hn regained his energy and stood up watching the bear intensely. The bear attempted to stand on its legs as it whimpered in pain, Kra-hn saw a opportunity and moved forth to the bear letting out a small prayer to Metztli then inserting his sword through the bears neck. The bear whimpered as he inserted his sword, seconds later the bear's eyes closed and his body dropped like flies as if someone stole his energy. Kra-hn knew the bear was dead and decided to show his strength and honour by skinning the bear. Kra-hn created a masterpiece from the skinning, he drew his knife and started trimming off the fur and cutting off the skin from mouth to back. He created himself a piece of clothing which showed his hunting prowess and strength. He removed the fur, placed it over his shoulder and proceeded to his home.

Many years later Kra-hn came face to face with a beautiful women who happened to be Kha'Panantera. "What is your name lovely ma'am" he said with a charming smile, "Giio" she said elegantly with a blushing smile. Kra-hn greeted and courted Giio many times where he went out on dates. He found a romantic relationship with Giio and asked if she wanted kittens (children). She was happy that she would be with the person she loved and have kittens of her own, she smiled as always and agreed. They agreed to have children and it didn't take long for a kitten to come crawling into their house. Kra-hn was in the Dra'Metza (Did I spell that right?) and was a established warrior and hunter. A exhausted Kharajyr approached him, he appeared to be wearing filthy peasant clothing and his dirt was covered in dirt. Kra-hn greeted the man nicely and took the letter from the courier which showed him a elegant letter. He unfolded the letter and revealed a piece of paper written which seemed to be written by Giio. He smiled and read the letter noticing that she asked him to come home quickly.

Kra-hn just finished his shift so he quickly took off his armour and ran to his home feeling nervous of what might of happened. He returned home noticing Giio holding a smooth silk towel, Kra-hn looked at her confusingly not knowing of what is going on. She looked at him and smiled uncurling the top of the towel, a small meow was heard. Kra-hn eyes smoothly focused onto a baby kitten, he figured out what it meant as he walked forward to hug his wife and his newborn kitten. He was over the moon and they named the kitten Hazarn. He adored his son and spent most of his off duty times with Hazarn making sure he was okay. Kra-hn returned home to find most of his house belongings stolen and his house trashed. There was yet another elegantly written letter from Giio describing that she couldn't take the pressure of having a kitten and being in a relationship. She left Hazarn with Kra-hn to look after, he quickly thought about how his father felt having to look after a son of his own. This was a life lesson given to Kra-hn

Character's ambitions:

Kra-hn's only ambitions are to earn a living, looking after his child to make sure he has kittens of his own and that his family bloodline is kept through generations. Kra-hn also thrives to find a new mate where he may be bound in marriage.

---Situational Rp Questions---

1.

As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?:

Kra-hn looks at the human, holding his paw closely near his dagger. Kra-hn tries to communicate with the human speaking in a weird dialect. The human looks confused and Kra-hn grunts heavily, he warns the human by circling around him and drawing his dagger in a aggressive manner. The human quickly scurries away in a quick manner.

2.

As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak.

"Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!"

He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?:

Kra-hn snarls taking his bow from his back and quickly slinging a arrow from his quiver onto his bow. He talks in a weird dialect as the people inside the tavern rub their head and ponder on what he is saying. Kra-hn thinks to himself and sheaths his bow, spitting on the tavern flooring and walking out showing an intimidating stature.

3.

One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response?

Kra-hn takes his dagger from his sheath holding it up to his friends throat after thinking about his stupid decision and his mate's death. He lets go of his knife and cuffs the man remembering his sword oath to look after the Kingdom (Catdom). Kra-hn escorts him to jail, feeling disguisted about his friends stupid decision and the sincerity of his actions over a cake. He felt no feelings towards his ex-friend after his idiotic decision.

Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred?

I make a oath to Tlatlanni and Metztli so that I will uphold their laws and respect their judgement.

Kra-hn leans firmly against the wall smiling (screenshot)

Dra'Kra-hn -

Kra-hn -

[Idioticozzy 66]

((if I am allowed))

I am testimony to is rp, which is brilliant, we have rped with eachother on different characters, and it would be grand if he was accepted, since he will be my father :P

[Lykos 276]

I give you an

"accepted"

Stamp, but please talk to Xerdun, as you are only allowed to heavily customize your moonblade armor if you are the leader of the group... As far as I know... Blah blah blah talk to Xer about the armor customization.

[ΚΨΙΞ 710]

Im pretty sure he approves of it as I've showed him it before.. But i'll ask him again! Thanks Lykos

[Princeton 396]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.