Ja'nyx's Kharajyr Application

[Lita 677]

MC Username:Escharian

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Rp Username (be sure to includethe correctprefix, look up on info thread):

Ja’Nyx

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Character Skillset:

Lumberjacking: 23

Swordsmanship: 13

Mining: 43

Excavation: 55

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Appearance (age, SUBRACE,gender): Ja’Nyx is a 25 year old male Pantera, he wears ared sleeveless robe with golden and red-satin vambraces and shoulder guards, as well as a belt.

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Personality: Ja’Nyx is a very understanding and peacemaking person. He does not like to see others fight, and will try to absolve fights ifhe finds them. Even when his honor is insulted, he thinks of others beforehimself. In addition, he is terrified of losing the friends he makes. He strives to be truthful, when he can, but if he must lie to protect someone, he does what he has to. However, he will only do this if there is no other option. He is always curious, and ever wishes to learn something new, or to explore a new area, or to meet new people. He is confident about who he is, and wants nothing more than to learn, and to make friends. There is a troubling side to him, though. He may have been an Elf in a past life, for he speaks some oftheir language, and will often greet others with the words, 'Hiylu'evar', meaning greetings, and say farewell as 'Sirame oment nae', meaning Honor to meet you, even though he himself does not know what language this is, for in his world, Elves do not exist.

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Please include a short bio of yourcharacter's life:

When Ja’Nyx was born, his parents knew this kitten would be an odd one. Instead of wailing, he appeared to take in his surroundings, with a cute and kittenish, although calculating, gaze. As he grew, he proved that his parents were right, he learned quickly, so fast in fact that his parents ran out of things to teach him. This was how hecame in contact with humans.

His parents sent him to an Imperialschool, where he was shunned by most students because he always had his nose ina book, and didn’t seem to have time for them. He began building up wallsbetween himself and their insults, ignoring them for a long time, focusing onhis studies and growing more intelligent by the day. He found he could feel astrange energy around him, even if he could not manipulate it. Looking into it,he found it was a substance called Aether, used to perform Magick. He wanted tolearn much more, but could not find anything to help him on his goal. By now,other students did not bother him, in fact, he felt sorry that they werewasting their time on board games and such when they could be putting theirminds towards a much higher goal. He hardly even noticed them anymore, that is,until he met Miarra Goldsword.

Miarra was a brilliant mind,like him, yet she also partook in other things, like play. She taught him tobalance his work, and the two became almost inseparable, a true friendship. Shetaught him to love exploring, and they could often be found in the woods, whennot studying, sometimes playing with wooden swords and searching for iron incaverns. He entered a state of bliss, and slowly the walls he had built upagainst his peers. Sadly, it could not last. Miarra did not come to meet him afterschool one day. He searched for her, but to no avail. He eventuallywent home, sorrow filling his heart. He never saw Miarra again, but to thisday, he misses her.

After his school years, hewent on to apprentice with a Miner, learning how to stay alive underground, andthe best way to find valuables. He wrote often, of whatever was on his mind,and was called different things by who he met, but he did not notice, for thewalls around his heart had been built up two-fold since the loss of his friend.His loss, however, did not make him bitter. Instead, he became kind, for hewanted to show people the understanding Miarra had shown him, and not let herloss have been for nothing.

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Character's ambitions:

Ja’Nyx aspires to be a Mage,although he needs to learn. He can feel the Aether flowing around him, but hecannot manipulate it.

At every chance he can, hewants to learn.

_---Situational RP Questions---_

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

As I walked among the trees, I felt, for the first time in a longwhile, truly at peace. I prayed to Metztli for guidance, asking her to protectMiarra wherever she was, and I prayed for my new friends. Suddenly, I heard arustle from the underbrush to my right. My claws shot out on instinct, and mywhole body turned towards the noise. I swiped at the wall of vines and leaves,and found the strangest creature I had ever laid my eyes upon. It appeared tobe Kharajyr, in a way, as it walked upright like us, but it was furless asidefrom the top and above its eyes. The fur also appeared to be wiry, not soft andluxurious like mine own. On top of that, its fingers were deformed, they’reclaws were blunt and hardly protruded from the tips. I cautiously approachedit.

“Can you speak, creature?” I asked, my whole body poised tofight-or-flight.

The creature looked up at me, and flinched back, crying, “Please, donkill me!”

“If you can understand, I suppose you deserve a greeting.Hiylu’evar.”

“Wha? Why you speakin’ like un Elf?”

“What is this creature, Elf?”

“Wha are yuh? Why do yuh look like a cat?” It exclaimed.

“I am Ja’Nyx, Kharajyr. What are you?”

“I’m Tantalus, Dwarven Minerextraordinaire.”

“You use these words, Dwarven, Elf. They seem familiar, yet I haveno knowledge of them. What are they?”

“Please, I’m parched, an’ starvin’. Mightn’ I have some of thosethere provisions?”

“I have more than I need. Here.”

I took a fish and a water bottle out of my food bag and handed itto it. It accepted them, and gulped down some water, then bit into the fish. Alook of horror crossed its face, and it spit out the chunk of flesh.

“It’s raw!” He exclaimed.

“Well of course it’s raw. I can’t very well carry aroundseasonings now can I?”

“No, I’m meanin’ it’s not cooked, cat.”

“Cooked? Why would you cook a fish? Fish tastes perfectly fine.”

“Well dun’ cha have any way of cookin’ it? I can’t be eatin’ itlike dis.”

“Fine. Place it on that stump.” I complied, gesturing with asingle paw.

It gave me a look, but did as I said. I hovered my paw above it,and began chanting, “Ignis, ego vos ad coques hoc pisces. Surgens autem SUFFIO.Nocent vivos ardere non mortuos.” ((Although right now, my character has noknowledge of Magick, I made this up for RP sake, and it is in Latin, becauseeverything sounds cooler in Latin (Google translate the second sentence, Ilaughed when I put in ‘Rise up and sear it’ and it turned to this.)).

The fish glowed red for a moment, then cooled, turning a brownishcolor.

Suddenly, the creature panicked, yelling, “Gah! Magicker! Stayback, Sorceror, I wan’ no par’ in this!”

He started running off, but I dropped to the ground and ran afterhim. Even with a head start, its stubbly legs were no match for my speed. Ipounced on it and knocked it to the ground. In the fall, however, its headslammed against the side of a tree, rendering it unconscious. I swiped a pawacross its face, trying to wake it, but to no avail. I shrugged, and lifted itonto my shoulder. It was surprisingly heavy for such a small creature, but thatdid not stop me. I carried it all the way to the Moonblades, whom I turned thecreature over to. The situation was now out of my hands.

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2. As you romp through the lands of the"apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf noticesyou 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 anice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!"

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

As I entered the tavern, I could feel the Aether pulsate for asecond. In the past, this had told me to be on my guard. I slowly approachedthe ape-bartender and order a cup of warmed milk. It gave me a look, butobliged. Thank Metztli it wasn’t a talkative one. I did not want a conversationwith these creatures right now. Sadly, it was not to be.

I noticed that a short ape was staring at me. I believe it wascalled a Dwarf. I slitted my eyes at it and growled, but it took it as aninvitation.

“Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty!” He calls, laughingand holding up his saucer, which he had poured ale into. “I bet you’d make anice throw rug, wouldn’t ya, ya mangy furball?”

I ignored him, even though it kept spewing racist insults, until itsaid something no Kharajyr could ignore: “I bet your kitty leader, what’s itsname, Tlatlanni? Bet it would make a good hunting practice fer mah dogs.”

I roared, and launched myself at it.

“How dare you insult the Tlatlanni, ape!” I spit out at it,scratching its face with my claws. It attempted to punch me, but I leapt backonto four paws, growling at him. With a half-grimace-half-grin, it pulled out aknife.

“I’m gona make you wish ya never did that, skruff.”

It swung the blade at my, clumsily, and obviously drunk. I easilydodged it, and swiped a paw at its hand as it passed, scratching its wrist. Itscreamed in rage, and forgot the dagger.

It lunged at me,dropping the blade behind it. I leapt at him, but it ducked at the last second,sending me flying over it. I landed on two legs, and spun around, grabbing thedagger. It obviously did not see this coming.

It slowly began moving backward, and I would have let it go, hadit not said, “Woah there, nice kitty.”

That was the last straw. I lunged back at him, and drove the bladeinto his leg. The pain must have been immense, or the intake of ale, for atthat moment, he passed out. I looked around, and found that it there was onlyus, the bartender, and a group of cloaked figures in the bar, who were ignoringthe fight. I pulled the dagger out, and considered what to do with thiscreature. I decided, in model of his insult, to carve the Tlatlanni’s name intoits arm, and left him lying there, exiting the tavern.

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

The flavors rolled around on my tongue as I tooka bite out of the piece of bread I hadmade. It was an old family recipe, catnip and sugar bread, with a little honey.A hard rap on my door pulled me from my ecstasy, and I rose from the chair,setting down the bread. I was surprised to find Dra’Kor standing outside of mydoor, wearing a robe covering his face.

“Hiylu’evar, Dra’Kor.” I greeted him, but thelook on his face told me something was wrong.

He looked to his left and right, then begged,“Please, Ja’Nyx, allow me to come inside. I must tell you something of immensegravity.”

I wondered what he meant, but I held the dooropen all the same. He stepped inside, and pulled his hood down.

“Nyx, I have done something terrible.” He said,eyes full of sorrow.

“What have you done?”

“I got into an argument with Dra’Shen over apiece of cake, and- *chokes up*- I-I killed him!” He replies, full on crying.The situation hit me like a brick, and I sat down in a chair, holding my headin my paws.

In an unsteady voice, I said, “Dra’Kor, you mustturn yourself in. The Tlatlanni may greet you leniency because of yourjob. Perhaps you could bargain with him.Bet him something more valuable than taking your life, and say if you win inthe arena, you keep your life, and your treasure, but if you lose, you loseboth.”

“No! I will not admit this to the Tlatlanni.Please, just let me stay the night. I will run in the morning.”

“Fine. The bedroom is your’s, I have something Imust do.”

“Thank you.”

He went up the stairs, and I went outside. I hadto think. I knew he would not turn himself over to the Moonblades, there was nochance. I had to do it. If the Tlatlanni found that I was harboring a criminal,I would be arrested myself. With a long sigh, I padded my way across thestill-warm cobble street to the Moonblade headquarters.

I knocked on the door and called out, “Please,there is an emergency!”

A Moonblade by the name of Dra’Sheona opened thedoor. He was old, so old that his fur was turning gray, and his eyes wereslightly clouded over.

“What is wrong, young one?” He asked.

“Dra’Kor murdered Dra’Shen, then came to my homeand asked me for a bed. You must come and take him away, he swore he would notturn himself in.”

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Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni anduphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions assacred?

I hereby swear to follow theTlatlanni and uphold his law, and I swear to hold Metztli and all of heractions sacred.

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Please include a screenshot or 3Drender of yourcharacter's skin

This is Ja'Nyx ((Black fur))

[Wretched 2075]

DENIED.

For a number of reasons:

-Your characters name is not a Kharajyr name. Nyx is alright I suppose but not Nightengale, sounds too elf.

-Your lore is incorrect. We have not met the apes yet. Neither race know of the others existance.

-Powergaming, your character seems to be pretty amazing at everything. He cannot be this skilled miner and swordsman AND mage. Simply powergaming. Make sure your character has downfalls.

-Your situational RP questions are too short and give minimal infomation on your character.

-Your skin is more blue than black. Make it darker.

NOTE: You must wait 24 hours before editing this post, after it is edited it shall be read by myself or another KAT member.

Also, the prefix's are very improtant and can be found here. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/47070-ooc-the-kharajyr/

I suggest you have a good read.

[Lita 677]

5) I want my Kharajyr to look like [insert anything here]. Is that okay?This is absolutely fine. So long as your character is not predominantly white, looks like a cat and could be (just about) classified as one of the 4 main subspecies (Leopard, Cheetah, Panther and Tiger) then its acceptable. These are the only 4 subspecies of Kharajyr. Usually Kharajyr skins do not have tails as it is hard to make them look good. However we will roleplay them as having tails. Kharajyr also have hair, similar to humans. You may choose any style you wish and may choose to make your character look somewhat lion-like through the use of a mane. However, there will be no lion subrace.

Taken from the Main Thread on the Kharajyr here: Click

[Lita 677]

Also, he has no skill at being a Mage or a Swordsman, he only wants to be one.

[Wretched 2075]

My statement stands the same. I don't see how trying to correct me is going to achieve anything but....

And it doesn't matter if thats what he "Wants to be" You need to focus your goals more on one or two things. Not swords and magic, thats too vauge and powergamish. What exactly are they trying to achieve. Its one or the other, training on both will be powergaming as you double the amount of power you have, magic users lack strength and warriors don't use magic.

And I don't see how making your skin less blue is a problem. It says needs to fit the subrace, Pantera are black, very black. Just darken it.

[Lita 677]

I understand what your saying now, thanks. I'll wait until tomorrow to edit it.

[Lita 677]

I edited the post, but some of the words blended together when I copy-pasted this from Word, sorry.

[Lita 677]

And sorry about correcting you yesterday, I was mad that you denied my app. I hope you can forgive me.

[Wretched 2075]

No choice but to give another DENIED.

The lore has changed a while ago and this is no longer a transformation. It is a new race. If you have seen this posted somewhere then let me know and I will take steps to change it.

And your "Situational RP questions" are not in the correct format. Answer them as if you were in-game. You are carrying on an rp in character, not narrating it.

You are much closer this time. Change the few things I have mentioned and you will be accepted soon. 24 hours untill you may re-post.

[Praetor 1550]

No choice but to give another DENIED.

The lore has changed a while ago and this is no longer a transformation. It is a new race. If you have seen this posted somewhere then let me know and I will take steps to change it.

And your "Situational RP questions" are not in the correct format. Answer them as if you were in-game. You are carrying on an rp in character, not narrating it.

You are much closer this time. Change the few things I have mentioned and you will be accepted soon. 24 hours untill you may re-post.

I think by this, he might interprete it as "talk" *emote* blablabla, I did. ;)

Another way of saying what Ferny justly said is "Make mini-stories out of it, from another persons point of view" Make sure to add detail of sourroundings, and both people actions.

[Lita 677]

Okay, I will reformat those. Is it a problem if I just edit it now but you ignore it until the 24-hours is up? And I think I read something about the tranformation on the Wiki and somewhere on the forums. I don't recall where. Sorry I couldn't be of more help.

[Wretched 2075]

The KAT team get a load of apps every day and if you edited it now, it is more than likely that it will be lost in the flow of apps. I would recomend editing in 24 hours and letting us know when you have done so.

[Lita 677]

Okay, I'll just send it back to Word then.

[Lita 677]

I finished. How'd I do this time?

P.S. I changed the prefix because it says "Given to one who dabbles in magic" and in a way Ja'Nyx does.

[Wretched 2075]

ACCEPTED!

Welcome to the Kharajyr.