Ko'fanzaan

[Althallos 9]

MC Username:

Althallos

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

Ko'Fanzaan

Character Skillset:

Something of a tinkerer, he makes shiny bits and bobs as well as functional items, like kitchenware

or specific building materials.

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender):

Fanzaan is a lightly-built, 37 year old male Kha'pantera. His fur is greyish-black, and is usually clean, save for the fur upon his head which always seems to be matted. He is usually spotted wearing a sash/waistcloth and a small waistcoat, its pockets always jingling with something.

Personality:

Fanzaan is very short-spoken with most people, Kharajyr or not. But if one were to break through his bubble of isolation, they could spark an interesting conversation with him, as he is usually very proud of the things he creates, and has a lot to say about them. When around close friends, Fanzaan is more warm and friendly, though his "Kha of few words" personality still presides over him.

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

-Fanzaan grew up in a small, lower-middle class family of Kha'Pantera. Though he grew up normally, playing with other cubs and learning about the ways of the Kharajyr, the young Fanzaan most enjoyed building things. When he found time to, Fanzaan would busy himself by carving small, decorative wooden items, or sharpening his father's hunting gear. Eventually some of Fanzaan's friends found out about the carvings and things they made, and he began to sell small carved totems and knick-knacks to his friends, as well as opening up a bit and selling to other Kharajyr around his home.

-When the day of his Adulthood trial came, Fanzaan was nervous, though with some encouragement from his father and friends, he managed to pass. By this time, Fanzaan was well known for his small toys he sold, as well as the chores and repair-jobs he would do for his neighbors. Given the title of a Merchant-Craftsman, Ko'Fanzaan proudly set about his life. At first he spent his days in markets, carving treestump chairs or other furniture, and offering blade-sharpening to passers-by.

-After some years of selling his trinkets and things, Ko'Fanzaan decided he would sell more useful things, and left the walls of Va’ Khajra with a fellow sales-kha to live in the wilds for some time, so he might discover ideas for things people would need. One night, while Ko'fanzaan and his friend napped in the shade of a hedge, He heard a rustle in some nearby bushes. Quickly darting behind the hedge, he took up a hidden position, tossing small rocks at his friend to try and wake him up. After some amount of rocks were thrown, and his friend did not awake, Ko'Fanzaan decided to simply hide from whatever large thing marched through the bushes. To his horror, a group of humans, wearing Red Tabards and carrying glinting steel weaponry, barged through the bushes and attacked Fanzaan's friend. After being wounded severely, His friend was tossed into a cart and carried away, never to be seen again. This single night of random attack by the human bandits sparked a hatred within Fanzaan. The image of the red tabard burned into his mind, Fanzaan swore, rather emptily though (Having little combat skill), that he would end the lives of any he saw wearing the cursed Red Shirt.

-Withdrawing to his home, rather cautious of leaving from then on, Ko'Fanzaan resumed his life of peddling and repairing, though he dreams of avenging his kidnapped friend...

Character's ambitions:

Ko'Fanzaan gains something of an inner sense of pride when he makes a successful sale, and always seeks to better his craft and make more and more functional things to sell.

He also carries the dream of one day avenging his old friend, though deep down he feels he is incapable of destroying the Red-Shirt men himself.

_---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?:

As Ko'Fanzaan walks through the woods, thinking up ideas for serrated woodcutting axes, he hears a human stomp loudly and carelessly through the woods. He crouches down slightly, wary and untrusting of the human's presence.

The Man speaks, seeing Fanzaan walking about: Oh, Hello!? Please, Kind Kha, I have been lost for days! Can you point me towards food, or water? perhaps an inn?

Fanzaan tilts his head, unsure of the human's true disposition. He purrs in some replacement of a ponderous humm, before asking. "Ko'Fanzaan woulda likeh to know... How deed ape get lawst een the jawngle?"

The human only sputters, he seems very worn out. "I lost my way... I was just out for a hike..."

Rearing back slightly, not too sure why a human would hike so far from home, Fanzaan retorts: "Maybe Ape shawld toorn back around awnd go back where eet came from?"

With a surprised look, the human replies: "b-b-ut I'll never make it back like this! How can you send me off in a state like this?"

Ko'Fanzaan quickly snaps, his claws extending slightly. "How cood Ko'Fanzaan do thees to the ape? He can do thees becawse thee apes did nawt ever do nice theengsa for Ko'Fanzaan! Een trooth, all apes ever deed was steel Ko'Fanzaan's friend! Saow, too reepay thee apes, Ko'Fanzaan will nawt help you!"

The human begins to stutter; "But- but I ne-"

Ko'Fanzaan stands at his full height, and hisses at the man. "Enawff! Ko'Fanzaan leeves the ape naow!." He turns and strides away, ignoring the humans plea for assistance. The man was wearing a red shirt...

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?:

Looking down at the dwarf, Ko'Fanzaan notices that the stool the dwarf sits upon is rather poorly built, and could collapse if any further weight were placed upon it. Deciding to humor the dwarf until he can act, Ko'Fanzaan looks down to the dwarf, giving him the stink-eye. He notices that there is a nearby flagon of what appears to be milk, and a large side of beef on the counter. Fanzaan notes them, concocting some use for them.

The dwarf continues to sneer, after stuffing his face with a muttonchop: "Well, you oversized housecat? Gon'ta talk thar!? Or would'ye like that cream after-all! Ha-ha har!"

putting on the saddest face he can, Fanzaan looks at the dwarf. "Pleesa, dwarf. Do nawt eet so greatlee in frawnt of Ko'Fanzaan. He hass nawt had food fawr days."

The dwarf breaks into a piggish grin. "Is tha' so, little kitteh!? How sad for ye!"

Ko'Fanzaan makes several noticable glances to the nearby beef, ensuring the dwarf will notice.

"Well!" the dwarf spouts, "Allow meh ta' finish mah meal!" He reaches greedily for the beef, hoisting it over to himself. Ko'Fanzaan takes his chance, and makes a small kick at one of the stool's legs. with a CRASH, the dwarf tumbles to the floor, and lands on his back, stunned. Ko'Fanzaan quickly snatches the flagon of milk, and starts pouring it over the Dwarf's face. Angrily, Ko'Fanzaan hisses, "Whoo likes-a thaw creem naow, fat ape!?" Tossing the now empty flagon on the floor near the very defeated dwarf, Ko'Fanzaan offers no looks to any other patrons of the bar, and storms out the door, a new pre-emptive dislike for the fat dwarves brewing in his mind.

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?

Ko'Fanzaan is stirred awake by the sound of several raps at his door. "Ehh? Whoo wood wake Ko'Fanzaan at naptime?" Heading down grumpily to answer the door, Ko'Fanzaan finds an aquaintance of his shaking with worry. "Oh, hallo... Why bawther Ko'Fanzaan at naptime, hum? Pleesa, can eet wait until sunrise?"

After Fanzaan attempts to wiggle out of the conversation, his friend explains that there was a drunken brawl over a slice of cake, and that the fight ended with the death of another Kha.

His facial expression blank, if not extremely disappointed, Fanzaan looks towards his friend. "Ko'Fanzaan can nawt shield you frawm thee law. He is sorry, but Ko'Fanzaan knows, and [you] know wawt yoo mawst bee doeeng." After going into some encouraging explanation, Fanzaan manages to convince his friend to turn himself in, with the hopes that he will be excused for the accidental murder. The next morning, Fanzaan's friend is sacrificed during a temple Ceremony. Looking down somewhat sadly, Fanzaan mutters. "Well, at leest Ko'Fanzaan tried tew help." He shrugs to himself, trying to believe he did the right thing, and walks slowly towards his merchant stall.

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?

Indeed I do.

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

http://www.mediafire.com/view/?53q8q9gk4qf0za6

*Please note that if it is /completely/ unacceptable, I am willing to remove the coat.

Whether or not I am accepted, thank you for taking the time to read this.

[Geo 1415]

Accepted

Nicely written application and do not worry your skin is fine, it's glad to see some variation for a change! You can PM me if you'd like to get into the Kharajyr skype chat and I will also help you find us in game.

[Princeton 396]

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