[✔] [Accepted] [Orc] Catarrh's Second Application

[Catarrh 720]

[b]Out-Of-Character Information[/b]
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.

Minecraft Account Name: Catarrh
How old are you?: 21
Time-Zone:EST
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:I generally love medieval RPG's.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I found it on a website that had a list of servers when I was looking for multiplayer servers via google
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/83477-orccatarrhs-application/

Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):yes
Have you read the Orcish lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: yes

Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:

Role-playing: Taking on the role of a fictional character, and acting the way that character would act.
Meta-gaming: Acting in a certain way based on information your character has no realistic way of knowing. Example: someone gives me directions OOC and I use the information that was given to me OOC to find that place.
Power-emoting: Forcing the results of my actions on other characters so that they can't do anything about it. Example: an emote that says "Malog kills John effortlessly."

In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:

Full Name: Malog
Current Age: 34
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Malog's parents were just leaving Strigzgoi on there way home to their village when his mother, Dura, gave birth to him. Ever since Malog was a cub, his father, Gurak, always told him “Da pinkehs be weak! Da pinkehs be wortlez!” Being the good young orc he was, Malog believed this and developed a strong distain for the other races. Gurak was a proud Uruk warrior whose black hair was usually matted with dried human blood. As such, he was well-respected in his village. “Gruk dis, Malog: honur iz mozt bubhosh” Gurak told his son, after a whitewashed orc had been recently beaten near their village. In addition to his father’s teachings, Malog always listened reverently to the stories told by the village elders every night. From every one of them, he learned something about strength, honor, and wisdom. One day, Gurak took Malog into the desert for his daily training. Malog loved training. Like any other real orc, he had a natural affinity to combat and desert life, but this day was different. This day, 4-year-old Malog would learn a very hands-on lesson about pinkies.
   That day, a human was traveling in the desert. It didn’t take long for Malog to learn what his father meant by “Da pinkehs be weak!” The human stood just under six feet tall and was thin and pale. He was easily dwarfed by 8-foot-tall Gurak. “Shara! Whai Latz her?” demanded Gurak, “Lat gruk, pinkeh? Blah ur flat!” The human clearly didn’t understand and drew his blade, pointing it at the hulking orc. “I don’t know what you’re babbling, orc, but I challenge you to a duel; just you and me.” Eager to prove the frailty of the humans to young Malog, he accepted, “Lat wuntz klomp, lat gitz klomp.” The fight raged for five minutes, and the human was clearly exhausted. The human then did something very odd. He whistled loudly. *Whistles*“Now!” Right then two arrows fly through Gurak’s back. Confused, Gurak looks behind him, and another arrow goes into his eye at an angle that just barely missed his brain. He falls to his knees with blood running down his face when the human limps over hoping to run him through. Gurak quickly lifts himself up from the blood and sand,  clutching his curved sword which he had affectionately titled “Jabbernack” because, “et bytez liek a jabburnack.” And so it did. with a fluid arching motion Gurak splits the weary human open and roars violently.
   Two more humans holding bows stood shocked at Gurak's survival. Malog was filled with shock and rage, because of the humans’ extreme lack of honor. To use such cowardice to win what was supposed to be a one-on-one fight was unspeakably foul. He watched as his livid father threw his sword at one archer killing him instantly. Gurak then charged at the other one who managed to loose one more arrow which missed. Gurak savagly grabbed the archer and broke his spine over his knee. Malog stood stunned with amazement. It was then, however, that his mere distain towards humans became a searing hatred. He always held a low view of the other races, but from that day on, he hated the humans above all else. Gurak was picked up his sword and his spiked shield, and said to Malog, "Zee? Da pinkehs be weak." Awestruck by his father and disgusted by the dishonorable humans, Malog promised “Ash dey mi will blah da ztoreh ob lat, fadur, tu mi cubz, zo deh meh gruk da dizonur ob da shara.” To this day, Malog has no children yet, but he still intends to make good on that promise if ever he does have any. Gurak died a year later fighting a large group of undead in the desert.
   The day of that duel shaped the rest of Malog’s life. It fueled him to become a mighty warrior like his father. Even though Gurak was dead, Malog still had plenty of mentors. Naturally, the elders continued to guide him, saying to him, “Lat be da footur, Malog. All cubz be da footur.” He also trained briefly under his uncle, Yatur, a bold orc who wore a horned helmet. That training ended two years later when Yatur died being launched from an orc dispenser. Malog continued his training twice as hard and with furious passion. He refused to let his father’s death weaken him, and grew into a stern warrior. Twenty-nine years after Gurak’s death, Malog’s axe has became his closest companion. Malog preferres a double handed battle axe, as opposed Gurak who used a sword and shield. “If mi fadur hadz a moar bubhosh zult, ur a lusk, mehbeh himz wud ‘ave flat’d dem nubded,” Malog said when he made his first axe. He’s no fool either. He greatly admires the shamans for their wisdom. Malog values wisdom as much as strength, which is why he’s become a fairly silent orc (except when greatly angered). His love of wisdom is also why he strongly admires Lur for the wisdom he used to defeat the white wolf. He’s always careful to think before he speaks. To this day he still continues to honor his father, the War Uzg, Krug, and the entire orc race.
Ambitions for the Future: For his very name to strike fear into the hearts of all humans, and inspire encouragement for all young apiring orc warriors.
Personality: Malog is an orc of few words, but his silent disposition can be broken when provoked to great wrath. He strives for wisdom in speech, honor amongst his fellow orcs, and relentless brutality in battle.
Skills: Loves his axe. Strong in combat. Sound in wisdom.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): 8 and a half feet tall. Strapping orc with green skin, black hair, sharp tusks, and red eyes. http://imgur.com/PLpL6Ft
Any other details you wish to share about your character: Even though I mention Lur in this biography, I'm NOT claiming to be a member of the Lur clan. I haven't picked a clan for Malog yet.

[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
[i]Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.[/i]
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[b]1. You are roaming the mighty capital of the War Nation Of Uruks, as you near the Arena you spot an Orc, wearing what seems to be human garbs as he looks at you he smiles and say out loud in common not in blah “Come friend let me teach you of civilization and break your mind from this orcish savagery!”, how do you react?[/b]

Answer: Malog's head is flooded with the memory of the dishonorable humans that fought his father, and a seathing rage fills him. Some blood vessels in his eyes burst from his anger. He lets out a monstrous roar, tightly gripping his axe. He decides, however, not to immediately attack the other orc. He roars and screams at the whitewashed orc in an attempt to scare him off. If the intimidation works, Malog lets him go. If the nuisance continues to bother him, he's more than happy to attempt a savage beating, and tear the other orc's human clothes apart. If there's anything that angers Malog as much as a human, it's an orc who would actually want to be like the humans. Malog holds no respect for the whitewashed.

[b]2. As you are watching an Arena fight between two Orcs, the Goj of Krug walks towards the Arena, and shouts “Mi brudderz da Feztivel ob Krug iz coummeh! We needz zacrifizez tu zummun da Zpirit ob Krug un diz uzg, go gadder da Warbandz nd raid da landz nd bring mi buck zacrifizez, twiggy nd pinky dat we kan zlauhater upun da alter ob Krug nuw go mi Brudderz!” How do you react to this?[/b]

Answer: Malog joyously accepts an opportunity to honor Krug and torment some pinkies. With his axe in hand, he immediately  decides to join up with the Warbands; telling his friends the news in hopes that they'll come with him. Recognizing the need to take them alive, Malog thinks about how he'll go about capturing the sacrifices. He decides he would prefer to keep the sacrifices in as much discomfort as possible without killing them. Due to his love for the sound and feel of breaking pinky bones, he decides to primarily attempt to break the legs of anyone he tries to capture. This way he can bring them in alive to the Goj, and they'll have no means of escape. That's the plan anyway, Malog then hopes for Krug's blessing on his plan. Upon meeting up with the warbands, he proudly staes, "Mi her tu krimp pinkehs."

[b]3. As you are travelling in the barren Orcish deserts you come across a quiet oasis. Beside it sits a small tent where a young orc is preparing a meal of roasted halfling. He calls you over, offering you to join in with his meal. What does your character do?[/b]

Answer: Malog can usually get by on zombie flesh when he needs to, but would never pass up a free meal of roast halfling. "Dabu" responds Malog who then engages in a headbutt with his new acquaintance. Malog offers a gift of leather to show his appreciation for the meal then sits by the fire, and helps himself to a chunk of rare halfling flesh. "Iz nub done yeht." his host tells him. "Iz gud. Mi liekz ut rairz agh bludeh." Malog at first says little more than "Rulg, bruddah," but after awhile offers to share stories of battle and glory with generous host. "Eber zinze mi wuz cub, mi fadur alwehz blah tu mi 'Da pinkehs be weak! Da pinkehs be wortlez!'" says Malog who decides to share the story of his father, and how that story has spurred him on all these years.

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

Congratulations, this was a fantastic application! You used a tremendous amount of lore, and showed your skill in the use of the Orc language and culture. You'll be welcomed dearly to their community, I am sure!

We are currently living in the Lands of Anthos, where your character's journeys will take place. Good luck, and have fun plundering and fighting!

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