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    [Olog] [CA] LionHeart_24

    in Accepted Magic Apps

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    MC Name:

             LionHeart_24

     

    Character's Name:

             Bekka

     

    Character's Age:

             9

     

    Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

             N/A

     

    Transformed form:

             Olog

     

    Creator's MC Name:

             LionHeart_24

     

    Creator's RP Name:

             Bekka

     

    Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

             

    Ologs are a subrace of orc. The generally stocky creatures can usually be found towering at average heights of around 9 to 10 feet (although some can stoop and stand at somewhat lower heights) with enormous weights ranging anywhere from 400 to 920 pounds (with the healthy average being 500 to 650 pounds). They tend to live less than 100 years due to their constant search for combat and share several features with orcs, such as the thick tusks protruding from their maws, their naturally darker hair colour (which many ologs tend to dye with a variety of colours) as well as their various different colours of skin which include shades of green to purple (the latter being a much rarer case to find).

     

    Ologs are renowned for their incredible strength which, with the proper training, can be as much as two healthy orcs. However, it is immensely difficult to train an olog as they are likewise known for their short attention spans. This means that the vast amounts of strength possessed by an olog is largely used clumsily, which makes them inept at the martial arts whilst still a danger to concentrated numbers of enemies on a battlefield. 

    Due to their enormous size, Ologs also tend to be much slower and less agile than others, with a maximum running speed for the fittest ologs being 8mph.

    As if in exchange for their astounding strength, ologs are incredibly unintelligent. They maintain only a basic understanding of wordly functions and are almost entirely driven by their basic needs which are usually dominated by a longing for food. Once these needs are satiated however, a more focused olog may have a chance of learning some kind of training, be it a better way to wildly swing an axe or how to operate a machine in order to receive food (although the olog will likely never understand the inner workings of such a machine). 

    Due to this lack of any form of intelligence, Ologs tend to be dependent on others to provide for them and guide them through life, whether it be supplying the olog with food or pointing them in the direction of someone to kill. Ologs could survive alone in the wild, but tend to be largely content letting someone else meet all their needs for them.

    Despite their lack of intelligence, Ologs still feel a variety of emotions, although the ones most easily expressed to others tend to be happiness, sadness, anger, pain and hunger.


    Due to their overall stupidity, there is an absence of any written olog history, olog literature, olog art and understanding of religion (although they do enjoy shouting the spirits names as warcries in battle). Ologs are almost fully incapable of planning and are better suited to focusing all their mental capabilities on following the simple orders of a smarter individual. Despite all their stupidity however, they can make fun company and loyal companions (to those who keep them fed, of course).

    Tl;dr: big, strong, stupid, seeks guidance & food

     

    If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

    She will be a young typical female olog child, haven't entirely decided yet but nothing straying from the usual.

     

    Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

             N/A

     

    Do you agree to keep Story writers updated on the status of your magic app?:

             N/A

     

    Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

             I understand

     

    Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

             I understand

     

    Have you applied for this creature on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

             N/A

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    The Ireheart Clan

    in Dwarven Clans

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    MC Name: LionHeart_24

    Character Name: Eirika Ireheart

    Character Age: 100

    Appearance: Eirika would wear braided and pushed back hair coloured a far more reddish ginger than her father and brothers. Her eyes would be a light blue, and she would wear pelts and the warpaint of her clan. 

    Bloodline - Feel free to contact Utak (Mickaelhz) or Axel (Lefty_Bojengles) for help: Line Olaf

    Define who you shall be related to inside the bloodline (E.g, Son of ___, grandson of ___ etc): Daughter of Eirik Ireheart.

    Do you agree to follow the Clan Tenets OOC’ly and IC’ly and face the consequences for their breaking?: I do

    What is your Discord?: LionHeart#2428

    Image of the skin you intend to use: talked with someone

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    Smoke and Fire | Rex Skalp's End

    in Arcas Human RP Archive

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    After Skalp’s Boom, Gorgosha found herself a quiet grassy knoll, and began contemplating her fleeting memories of the legendary uruk she had known as Skalpboila. She thought of his fearsome image, his words that inspired dozens of orcs like herself and his legacy, a united Krugmar, slowly but surely regaining the strength it claimed by right.

    The fe-orc rested her head back on the dry grass, eyes roving over the sky above her as she lay there deep in thought. They hardened as she grimaced with regret, regret at not meeting the red skinned orc who had saved her brother’s life earlier, at not having had enough time to know him properly as a brudda.

     

    But the grimace softened into a smile, as she lifted a hand to prod at her freshly scarred, slightly crooked nose. The wound was still tender to touch, but she embraced the pain, and the reminder it brought of the promise she had made, and the memory of that brilliant, burned uruk whom she had made it to.

    “Ang Gund Griizh, brudda.

    Mi’ll mayk lat proud.”

     

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