Yekim's Secondary Kharajyr Application

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MC Username:

'yekim7'

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

So'Taurakhan

Character Skillset:

Masterful Blacksmith (100)

Masterful Axeman (100)

(Ideally) Masterful Lumberjack

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender):

So'Taurakhan (28) is a huge Tigrasi, commonly being referred to as; the "Kha' Uruk.", his immense size grants him a huge muscular structure and uncommon strength amoungst many denizens of Asulon. His size was granted to him by his mother and father; Skar, and Kizena, as were with his twin brother - Tla'Morthawl, all of the siblings were granted with huge size for their sub-race, considered as a blessing from Metztli herself - perhaps more-so that the first-born is the Tlatlanni.

Taurakhan is not a vain kha', but his fur is never unkempt, he believes there is a quality in self-respect that must be tended to before respect of others can be gained. His incisors are twisted, making a bite a more bloody ordeal, and his claws extended often, his claw's size making it rather painful to retract.

Personality:

Taurakhan was raised to believe that the Uruks were the scourge of the earth, although he takes pride in his nickname, he also takes offense. Raised by his mother, he was taught to respect the female's of any race, taking a particular shine to the Mori. Taurakhan is fiercely loyal kharajyr and would follow his Tlatlanni to the death. He finds alot of clamour for reform and also finds it hard to pull away from someone he holds dear to him.

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

Taurakhan was born to Dra'Skar and So'Kizena in a litter of four. At a young age, Skar had left the family to pursue an ideal in the ape land, and Kizena was left to raise the litter alone. The ordeal was tiresome and stressful for Kizena, whom's life would end on the litter's brink of adulthood. The move to the Mori was one that Taurakhan rather enjoyed, having a particular like in the Mori race.

Character's ambitions:

Taurakhan's ambitions'd be to pursue a life of the warrior, and to marry a female worth his mettle. He finds great solace in the slaying of Uruks and'd particularly want to pursue this way of life.

_---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?:

Taurakhan pushes his tongue over the side of his mouth, examining the Human closely, watching the movements of the hands intriguingly. As he does so, he thinks of the possible uses of the ape, how it could, how it /must/ help the building of the new empire.

"Ukke." a says calmly "A' cun 'elp yu."

The human begins to beam with excitement at it's apparent savior. Taurakhan throws a loaf of bread clumsily at the human's head, the human picks it up from the floor and reaches down to devour it, exposing it's long neck, as the rim of the ape's teeth crush against the crust of the bread, Taurakhan exclaims:

"Bawt furst!"

The ape turns to the towering Kharajyr eagerly, waiting to have it's first decent meal in days.

"Y-yes?"

"Taurakhan wunt yu ta' du uz - da' kha' un favour, ukke? Taurakhan say 'dat yu 'alp da' kha', an' yu cun eat lyk' 'dat ull' yur' lyf'... yu' refuse an' yu' die. 'Dat simpul."

The ape grimaces, and swallows it's saliva.

"Y-yes, anything!"

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?:

Taurakhan growls angrily, turning to the Dwarf with bared teeth. Blinded by his drunken hubris, the Dwarf slams his palm on the table, strutting over to the huge Kharajyr.

"What da' matta' eh' cat got ye' tong'?!"

The dwarf slams his hand on the table again in a hilarious fit of laughter. Taurakhan reaches down, snarling angrily at the dwarf as he lifts him to his face.

"Ay', whut'cha doin' furball ae?!"

Taurakhan growls again, choke-slamming the Dwarf though the table, send it out old. Taurakhan struts over to the dwarf, stamping his foot on the dwarfs head, crushing the brain beneath his weight. Taurakhan turns towards the door, a drop of saliva splashing against the floor. Upon leaving, Taurakhan decides not to apologise to the Ape Barkeeper - the Dwarf deserved it.

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?

Taurakhan pulls himself from his chamber angrily, stumbling past the doorway and unto the porch. As the friends revelations come towards him, Taurakhan rubs his sleepy eyes, then begins to smirk a little. Taurakhan asks where the body is, and provides an interesting alternative to a dirty ditch, a dungeon, if it appeared he had been teared apart by a zombie, there would be no suspicion. Right?

His friend traveled to the dungeon as suggested, only to find several Do' there to arrest him, murder, was not acceptable, even over cake.

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

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~Without MPM

[Wretched 2075]

Your application has been....

ACCEPTED!

Have fun my little Tigrasi. I take it your race is already Kha' due to your last character. And I also take it you know where we are located.

Welcome once again, to the Kharajyr.

[Princeton 396]

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

[Princeton 396]

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