T'kaen Application - Thunder37

[THUNDER37 162]

OOC Information

 



MC Name:THUNDER37


Have you read and fully understood Kharajyr lore?:I have indeed.

 

Have you read and fully understood the Kharajyr application rules?:
 Yup!

Do you understand and accept that the Kharajyr application team may revoke this application in the future if they deem it necessary?:
 Yup!


Do you agree to both follow and uphold Kharajyr lore throughout your time in the Kharajyr?: 
Yup.

Tell us one unique fact about Kharajyr lore, culture or history that you know.(We will check for plagiarism!):

Kharajyr’ History – The Kharajyr’ were invaded by the Orcs in Early-Mid Azulon.

Kharajyr’ Lore – The Kharajyr’ call Humans, Orcs, Dwarves and Elves ‘Apes’ as a

collective group.

IC Information

RP Name (This includes your character’s prefix):
 T’Kaen (The ‘T’ is not a prefix, it is a part of his actual name.) As of now, until T’Kaen passes his trials, he has no prefix.

Character Sub-race:
 T’Kaen is a melanistic Kha’Cheetrah.

Character appearance (Including age and gender): T’Kaen is a year old new-born kitten, with a thin frame and yellow eyes.

What is the personality of your character like?: As of the moment, T’Kaen is incredibly shy. The natural instinct of sticking close to his mother controlling almost all of his day-to-day actions. This does not however deter the curiosity, which lurks in this incredibly young kittens mind.

Biography (If you are applying as a kitten,

please only state the name of your parents/siblings) T’Kaen is the son of Sa’Jujan and Do’Tarkin. His siblings, are Karath, and Killian, who is his twin sister. 



Character’s ambitions within the Kharajyr: To play, eat, poop and all around be the best kitten he can be! In terms of eating, pooping and playing that is… 

Character’s strengths/weaknesses: As of the moment, T’Kaen’s many weakness is that of him being a kitten. He’s vulnerable to the world and relies entirely upon his mother to feed him and generally take care of him.

Please provide a screenshot or 3D render of your character’s skin:


I can show you the skin through Skype, should you need to! (But it was made by Kim, so it's gonna be awesome! :P)

Situational Role-play Questions
1. You are heading home from a successful hunting trip when a group of three heavily armored humans jump out from behind a tree and start demanding the surrender of your catch over to them. Each man has a sword drawn and they are gradually pacing towards you...

How does your character react?

The sun sets over the Malinorian crossroads, as T’Kaen heaves the five rabbit carcasses over his shoulder, smiling at the day’s catch and the prospect of a warm supper. He lets out a loud chuckle, spinning on his heel as he begins down the road a little faster, smiling to himself.
He stops when the three men jump from the tree line, swords drawn as the eye his catch with eager eyes.

“Hand it over, y’ are nae allowed to hunt these rabbits in our lords land.”

T’Kaen’s grip hardens around the rope, latching the five rabbits together.

“Natu’awr iss’a nawt th’ propawrty auv apes.. Awnd I’a would like tu see met’awl ape cawtch me!” He says, chuckling as he drops to all fours in a quick heel spin, and begins to bolt in the opposite direction to the armored men. Circling round a different route.



2. You arrive at the temple of Metztli only to see one of your closest friends stealing the sacred blue gems from the altar, a most unholy act for a Kharajyr.

How does your character react?

As T’Kaen moves up the steps of the temple, his hands carrying a small ruby tightly in his grip, his ears snap to attention.

 

“Clack!”

 

There it was again, coming from the temple summit. T’Kaen quickens his pace, slowing as he reaches the summit and turns the corner. His eyes rest upon the small Kha’Pantera before him as he chisels away at the lapis gemstones upon the alter. He grumbles beneath his breath, turning as he quietly makes his way back down the steps, heading to find a Dra’.

3. You are in the Cloud Temple when a stout, angry little dwarf begins yelling highly racist terms towards you at the top of his lungs. Although unarmed, the dwarf continues to yell after he makes eye contact with you.

How does your character react?

T’Ken sneers at the little imp as he moves down the steps, carrying a small sack of potatoes he purchased from the monks.
“Metz’awli,we’awl send yu tu speciawl place een thu nethawr, imp.” He murmurs, continuing down the steps with some haste, before the dwarf moves out into the path, blocking T’Kaen. His claws unfurl from T’Kaen’s pads, letting out a snarl to the Dwarf beneath him, watching as the Dwarf shifts backwards a step, before huffing and making his way to the side again.

Though not before making a snarky face at the Kha’, as he makes his way toward the Malinorian Docks.

4. Fire has broken out over the jungle city and you can hear the screaming of two Kha’ nearby. As you go investigate, you notice that one of your friends and the Tlatlanni’s white-furred child have gotten themselves trapped in opposite ends of a burning building. The roof creaks above you, if you were to get involved, you would only have time to save one before the building collapsed.

How does your character react?

 

T'Kaen rushes through the smoke ridden air, his lungs gasping as he slowly chokes amidst the chaos of it all. He rounds the corner... It's always been his upside, knowing his way around the jungle and soon he arrives at the entrance to the temple, heaving himself from step to step in a frantic rush.

 

He storms through the door, rounding the corner into the throne room of the Tlatlanni', where he finds  his father trapped under a wooden beam, with the Tla's daughter grasping onto his arm, screaming and cowering into his fur.

He kneels by his father's side, resting both paws on the wooden beam as he tries to heave it off, with little to show for it. 

"Take her!" His father murmurs, his paw resting on the frightened child, as he grabs his son's paw with his. "She ees'a too you'awng tu see ou'awr mother yet... GO!" 

 

T'Kaen reaches down, pulling the cub from his father's arm, holding her against his chest as he turns to his father for the last time, before moving for the exit with haste.

 

[Volutional 935]

Accepted.

 

[Princeton 396]

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