[Accepted Through Msg]Abc145's App Attempt Two!

[ABC145 1]

MC Username: ABC145

Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): Original Orc Name: Jacqur. New Kharajyr Name: Do'Culan'Karajok

Character Skillset: (Note: If you mean by skillset like explaination wise, please tell me!)

If given 50 skill points I would pick the following: Swords: 15 Bows/Archery: 15 Cooking: 10 Woodcutting: 5 Farming: 5

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): Do'Culan'Karajok is a 15 year old male Leparda. He has a golden amulet on his chest, and has golden rings on each of his hands (or forepaws :D) and has a leather tunic with straps leading up to both of his arms. Karajok has one green eye and one blue. Karajok does not wear shoes nor gloves. Karajok's spots are dark brown. His fur coat looks like that of a regular Leparda.

Personality: Karajok is not of the timid type, but is brave an will do anything to make Metzli proud in any way he can. He has always had a taste for food, thinking that it is only good if it is well cooked. Karajok hates the jungle trees, which is why he never joined the Do'Gurka. He is not a good lumberman or a good farmer, but he takes some decent time learning them. He is a natural with the sword and the bow, but any battle he takes place in, is with the sword.

Please include a short bio of your character's life: Karajok's life started when he was found, as a kitten, lying on the beach, whimpering and cold. The poor Leparda that found him and took him into the jungle, the Leparda taught him how to hunt and survive in the wild. After he taught Karajok everything he knew, he left the poor kitten to fend for himself. A few years pass after he had been found, and Karajok heads to the main Kharajyr town, hoping for a warm welcome. Of course, he did receive the warm welcome he had intended..

When Karajok was introduced to the town, received his small house, and gossiped with the locals, he sat down and wondered what he shall do in his life. start a farm? He thought to himself. A mine? A store? Karajok was mixed up with ideas until something hit him. He wanted to be in the military! Karajok signed up and was sent to guard a gate in the town. Karajok noticed something churning up bushes and leaves, and as the object came into view, it was clear that this object was a starved orc, looking for shelter. When Karajok stepped closer to the orc, he looked into the starved orc's face, tired and hungry. Karajok needed to know why he was here and if he was spying around the area. Karajok spoke to the orc, "What brings you to our lands?" The orc replied hastily, "My warband was split up, and I was around here for days looking for them!" Karajok thought to himself, Why, this orc would make a nice sacrifice to the Mitzli! Karajok pointed the orc to the gate and watched as the orc walked straight to his doom. Karajok followed and showed the orc around the town, then took him to a local tavern to have a good chat.

"Why exactly are you here for orc?" Karajok asks the orc. "I was split up from my warband when we were marching back to our lands from a small skirmish we did." the orc replies. "Who were you attacking?" Karajok asks intently. "Why do I need to tell you, your big, walking fur ball?" "Well, if you want to live to see another day, I'd watch your tongue." Karajok says. "I've had enough of this. I told you too much, now I must slay you, you beast!" The orc unsheathes his small dagger. "Haha! You DARE to fight a Kharajyr? Are you a FOOL?" Karajok growls. "I can beat you any day!" "Alright then, lets make a little bet. If you beat me in a arena fight, you will be sent home with supplies for you to use. If I win, you will be a sacrifice for Metzli." "Alright then, lets get rest and meet there at dawn!" the orc goes to the inn to get a room, and Karajok heads home.

Karajok tries to drift into sleep, but has too many thoughts swirling in his head to do so. Karajok thinks to himself, I cannot lose to this fight tomorrow, we cannot bere to give some of our resources away. After a long time thinking, Karajok finally drifts into slumber. The next day, Karajok can hear roars from the arena. This is it. Time for Karajok to finally prove himself to the Kharajyr race that he can be brave. He rushes to the arena and gets to his gate. Karajok is given a leather tunic, a leather helm, and a stone sword. The gate slowly opens, and Karajok races to the senter of the arena to meet his opponent. The orc rushes toward him and with a clang, the swords meet. Karajok says to the orc "Good luck, bad breath!" "Same to you, fur ball." replies the orc. Catching Karajok off guard, the orc gets a blow to Karajok's shoulder. Karajok yowls in pain, and falls to the floor. "Had enough cat?" "Not quite." Karajok leaps up and uppercuts the orc with his claws. "Have YOU had enough?" Karajok points his sword to the orc's throat. "Yes, you have won, deliver the final blow to me, fur ball." Without hesitation, Karajok plunges his sword into the orc's throat and watches as he dies very slowly. "I have won..I HAVE WON!" Karajok yells happily. Karajok hears a voice in his head, "You have done well, Karajok. Perhaps you will become one of the Kharajyr's finest warriors." Karajok mumbles to himself, "Thank you."

Character's ambitions: Karajok wishes to impress Mitzli in any way he could, but would also like to start up a local food shop. If a shop isn't available, he wishes to become a high rank in the Kharajyr military.

_---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?: Karajok wants to sympathise the ape but doesn't want to give away food and lower the food and water supply for the Kharajyrs too. So he gives the ape a simple tent and enough food and water to get the ape back home where he belongs. But Karajok cannot let his own race's supplies diminish. So he secretly follows the ape though the jungle, and when the ape sets up his camp, Karajok strikes. "W-what? Why are you here?" the ape stammers. "I'm here to retrive the supplies you borrowed." Karajok replies. "But you GAVE them to me!" "I never said they were yours." Quickly, Karajok kills the ape with a swift blow to the neck with a dagger and takes the supplies back to his home to be used properly.

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?: Karajok ignores the racist dwarf and orders a drink. When he starts to drink his ale, the dwarf swiftly takes it and chugs it down. "Hey that was mine!" Karajok argues. "Kitties are not allowed to drink REAL men drinks here." the dwarf replies. "Well I don't think little men are allowed here either!" "Ha, calling me small are you? Come on, lets have a bar fight." "Those are too violent for my taste, so I will not fight you." Karajok states. "I'll make you then!" Then the dwarf throws a ale mug at Karajok's head, and with a swift grab, Karajok catches the mug and throws it back at the dwarf. "Well look! Now you got my beard all wet! Now it looks like I can call the guards!" Karajok slashes the dwarf with his claws and runs out the door into the night before the dwarf can chase after him.

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? Karajok speaks firmly about the laws of the Kharajyrs and tells him to fase the consequences like a brave Kharajyr would. He takes his friend to the guards, and his friend starts telling the guards what happened. ""It was the bakery's last piece of cake, and only another Kharajyr and I were in the store at the time. We argued for awhile until I ended it by stabbing him in the chest. I then bought the cake and threw the body into a river." Karajok's friend states. A guard replies, "Then I must take you to prison until your case is sent to court, but you will probably be sacrificed." Not wanting to hear anymore of this conversation, Karajok wishes his friend best of luck in the afterlife, and with a sob he says farewell and vanishes into the dark night.

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? Absolutely.

Please include a screenshot or 3D render of your character's skin:

preview: novaskin.me/gw0A1 New updated skin!

[Akeron 55]

Lovely application, but I regret to inform you that our lore is change thus we do not reincarnate our previous characters. Send me a PM after you have fixed this and I will personally accept your edited application.

[Princeton 396]

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