(Unread) Dhar' Xaniviir's Application.

[Xanivic 2]

I'm aware that in my biography as well as the situational RP questions, I am powergaming, though it is just for... I suppose the word, "show" would be appropriate. As I wrote, I pictured those who I attacked as simple travelers without skill in arms and what not. I do hope this won't result in a denied applicaton. I do understand that during ACTUAL RP combat, I will take several hits and may perish. Even though my character is highly skilled, I would not powergame, as it is very unfair.

MC Username: Xanivic.

RP Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): Dhar'Xaniviir.

Character Skillset: Dhar'Xaniviir is very skilled in terms of axe wielding as well as wrestling/unarmed combat.

- Wrestling: 70.

- Axe Mastery: 90.

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): Dhar'Xaniviir, a Kha'Pantera male, has a toned, ominous figure. He stands at rougly 6.8 ft with a confident posture. His fur is as black as night, and his eyes as white as the moon. He is currently at the age of 28. He also wears very light clothing, giving him the ability to manuever quickly.

Personality: Typically compassionate and empathetic towards those who are worthy, Dhar'Xaniviir, at times, may perform devious doings due to egotistical temptations. He is fierce and intimidating in combat, utilizing his natural born skill, and his ability to roar menacingly.

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

Born in his homeland off the coast of north western Asulon, Dhar'Xaniviir lived a fairly content childhood in his early years of life. His father was a huntsman and his mother, a leatherworker. He and his parents lived amongst a rather wealthy, proud tribe by the name of Qanar'liir. Throughout Dhar'Xaniviir's late childhood, his tribe was pillaged by foreign peoples, "apes" as he claimed. Frightened, Dhar'Xaniviir and his parents fled, arriving at the southern coast of their homeland, preparing for a sea voyage. Days before the voyage, his elderly parents insisted that he departed without carrying the burden of having to journey with them. Though Dhar'Xaniviir, at the time, was beyond frightened to depart from his homeland, he decided to travel to lands unknown to his kind. After months of travel on the rugged seas off of the western coast of Asulon, he arrived in a swampland along with his few fellow Kha'Pantera. During the night, he fled from the camp that had been set during mid day, and journeyed off into the wilderness, experiencing unknown and mysterious foes. He thrived off of the land for many years in an isolated area, but then chose to venture off further into the great lands of Asulon.

As he found himself into deep elven territory, he discovered a new race, a "non Kha'." He entered a nearby camp, cautiously approaching the strange creatures. Swiftly, he leaped behind a tree in a nearby forest, bordering the camp as one of the elves looked in Dhar'Xaniviir's general direction. "Did you see that, Zedyyl?" "No, what are you talking about exactly?" One of the elves pointed his his index finger towards Dhar'Xaniviir's general location, retrieving a large sword from his back, placing himself in a defensive position as he slowly approached the forest's edge. Dhar'Xaniviir swung around, facing the three elves, sprinting towards them at an unusual speed. "Halt!" One of the elves demanded as prepared hismself for an impact. Roaring with great vigor, Dhar'Xaniviir sent a swipe towards an unarmed elf, penetrating his leather armor, then strafed to his right as another elf attempted to jab his weapon into Dhar'Xaniviir's torso. Dhar'Xaniviir unstrapped two axes, wielding one in each hand, then swung towards the elf in a twirl like motion, leaving an untreatable gash in his neck. In order to intimidate his last foe, he roared once more, spinning the axes in his hands with ease. "I submit..." The elf said, clearly frightened.

"What are you? An ape with elongated ears?" "I-... I'm an elf. The true question is... what exactly are YOU?" "I am a Kha'Pantera of the Kharajyrs." Dhar'Xaniviir pointed an axe towards the elf, "Remove your weapons, 'elf'." The elf nodded, hastily unsheathing his shortsword, tossing it aside. "Perhaps you'd like to see the rest of my kind." Dhar'Xaniviir suggests with a demanding tone. "Uh-... if you decide to free me after, of course." "Of course..." Dhar'Xaniviir slowly approached the elf, with both axes remaining wielded. The elf lunged a fist towards Dhar'Xaniviir, making contact with the right side of his face. Dhar'Xaniviir crouched just as the elf threw another punch, attempting to make contact with Dhar'Xaniviir's face once more. With haste, and ease, Dhar'Xaniviir slid his leg towards the elf's lower body, swiping him as he collapsed to the ground. He forcibly hacked downwards, penetrating the elf's chest as he let out a yelp.

From this point on, he created such animosity towards these "elves", and willing to eliminate all that stand before him, though if a good reason was provided. Now, eager to begin another adventure, Dhar'Xaniviir prompts himself for what other foes he may face, and other things he may experience.

Character's ambitions: Dhar'Xaniviir has many ambitions, such as discovering foreign peoples, engaging into different communities and cultures, and improving his combat skills. He also desires to involve himself into trading and becoming a merchant.

_---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?: "Please... I beg you. I am famished, and without proper supplies. Have mercy!" The human cries. "Remain calm. I will provide you with what you need." "Oh, thank the divines. You are a kind soul." Dhar'Xaniviir braces the weakened human, leading him to a rather small camp ground. He then sets him down near the camp fire and retrieves a bucket of fish from his tent. "Do you enjoy herring?" "I am not much for... fish... but it will suffice." Dhar'Xaniviir carefully hands the smoked fish to the human as he devours it.

"Perhaps you should remain at my camp here for the time being until we can both venture off elsewhere in search of a civilizations." Dhar'Xaniviir suggests. "I suppose. But my... you are an interesting creature. Do you mind telling me about your kind? I am eager to learn! You see, I am a scholar of Alr- nevermind; A human nation." "I'm afraid that word, 'human', is not known to my kind, but do continue..."

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?: "Oi'! Ye' 'ear meh', Kitt'eh?! I got ye' a bowl o' cream!" The dwarf chuckles as he continues, "Ge'h outta' 'ere, ye' ugl'eh creature!" Dhar'Xaniviir sighs, approaching the counter. "'Eh, I said ye' nee'ta ge'h outta' 'ere. Are ye' deaf?" Dhar'Xaniviir, towering over the dwarf behind the counter, sets himself on a chair adjacent to the dwarf. The dwarf hops over the counter with a shiv in his left hand. "Foine, then. I'll skin ye' n' use yer fur f'er a rug." Dhar'Xaniviir, unwavered, still remains in his chair, glaring at the dwarf as he lunges towards Dhar'Xaniviir. The dwarf merely slits Dhar'Xaniviir's shoulder as he swipes at the dwarf with swift, yet tremendous force, shredding the dwarf's torso. "I enjoy feasting on your kind, ape." "Oh?! W'ot?! No, no! I ain't tast'eh, I swear it!"

The dwarf cries as he sprints towards the doorway, leaving the inn within a matter of seconds. Dhar'Xaniviir swiftly drops onto all fours and proceeds toward the doorway, sprinting in the general direction of the dwarf. "No! Leave me'h alone! I'm sorr'eh lad, spare me life!" Dhar'Xaniviir leaps forth, grappling onto the dwarf as he unsheaths two iron axes, driving them one into the the skull, and one into the chest. "Good riddance." Dhar'Xaniviir says, a smirk slithering across his face.

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? "You're intentions are to murder in order to obtain a... treat?" Dhar'Xaniviir says with a questioning tone. "Yes, yes! Kor'Ilo says he has tasted one of these treats before, he claims they are delicious," one of the Kharajyr says with lustful eyes. "I am not going to participate in such ridiculousness." "All right. Suit yourself, brother. You watch - we'll obtain that treat, and you will envy us, begging for a portion of it." "I can assure you.. I won't." The other Kharajyr proceeds out of the doorway, and begins to approach the cake, while another proceeds to murder the "victim". Little did the foolish Kharajyr know, they committed an attempted murder against Rhak'Laa, a highly trained warrior. "You thieves! Witness my wrath!" Rhak'laa roars. Sounds of hisses and high pitched shrieks sound throughout the village as Dhar'Xaniviir begins laughing hysterically.

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, Dhar'Xaniviir, swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred."

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[Wretched 2075]

This is a denied from me.

Just because you have stated about the powergaming doesn't make it ok. You even said it was for show... Trust me when I sau we would be far more impressed if you showed you can lose a fight, not just win to make your character look good. Your app needs to be about you in-game. What you have posted here is false information about your character.

Your prefix is wrong. Please use one of the correct ones,on the lore post.

And your bio is wrong. We are all currently on the island and we are not allowed to leave. It is also very vauge, its more of a short story than a bio.

[Praetor 1550]

I have to a add, the Kha panthera arn't bigger than 6.2ft, he's way to big.

[Xanivic 2]

I apologize once more for my ignorance of the lore. I will review everything, including lore and what not and redo my entire application.

[Princeton 396]

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