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Name: Brevnor Tathvir Race: Snowman Age: 157 Gender: Male [[OOC]] Username: Krunos10 Discord: Wizzar#7376 Timezone: EST

MC Username: krunos10 RP Name: Brevnor Tathvir

Alone in the crypts, the body of Ivaryne Araaloq rests. Despite his crushed head and missing eye, his face looks peaceful, more than it ever had. Earlier that day, his neck had met cold steel on a particular set of stairs in Ando Alur. His lifeless body fell down the steps as the surrounding crowd spectated, offering no help to the Vigilant of Rage. No justice was served as the murderers easily escaped, the city quickly returning to normal Now the stairs stand out in the city, unusually clean, an attempt to hide the tragic event that befell the young Mali'Fenn.

OOC: ((MC Name: Krunos10)) ((Discord: Wizzar# 7376)) ((Timezone: EST)) IN-CHARACTER What is your name? = Ivarnye Araaloq Why seek membership to the Mages Guild? = I am very curious of the voidal arts, seek to understand why my people consider it taboo. What arts, if any, do you currently practice? None What position do you desire to attain upon acceptance? Practicus When should you be contacted for an interview? = Usually between the hours of 9 am to 4 pm.

Name: Ivaryne Araaloq Race: Snow Elf Age: 23? Gender: Male [[OOC]] Username: Krunos10 Discord: Wizzar#7376 Timezone: EST

"This is one strange monarch" Ivaryne would comment angrily.

Birth Wandering through unknown territory, in search for a concept so foreign to the resentful Mali’Fenn, Nurture. His mind could not help but dawdle on his estrangement with the word, his largely absent father mostly to blame. At least Norland’s snow-covered terrain made him feel more at home than his father or Elvenesse ever could. Not knowing what he was looking for or where he would find it angered him, but his dedication to Wyrvun forced him to press on. Buried under the snow, the crow laid, seemingly ready to embrace the eternal winter. This lonely creature resonated with him, he saw himself in the crow, in some ways he understood it. Trapped and alone, with no way out. He quickly wrapped it in a cloth, not fulfilling just his duty to nurture the animal, but with a desire to nurture his first friend. Peace As the towering uruk handed him the dirty slab of raw meat, he knew what he must do. He did not expect it to taste so vile, nor did he expect to see the swallowed meat along with his prior meal on the floor in front of him. No matter, this act of peace was enough to earn the respect of the two, whom he questioned about their culture, government, and religion. He hid his anger and distaste of their savage ways behind a fake smile, as he wrote their answers in his notebook. He was not happy that Kindrel insisted on coming, but it did make it easier. Krugmar was his choice, for he felt the need to prove himself. Not only to the Prince, but to Kindrel, his father, and to Wyrvun. War A seasoned hunter finds its prey, though, deep in the dense forest, the prey found him. Overly confident, he had traversed the forest in search of a worthy beast. Time went quickly and he found himself hungry and thirsty, cuts lining his shins from the thorny bushes. The starving wolf must have thought him an easy meal as it revealed itself from behind the thicket, eyes calm as it stalked him. He found himself grinning as he crouched low, circling the beast with his knife in hand. As a howl erupted, he took the opportunity to thrust forward to claim his trophy. The jaws of the beast bit down on his hand as it entered its mouth, its claws managing to mangle his face. He shouted as he pushed the knife deeper, staring into the wolf’s eyes as they drained of life. Anger led him to assault the fallen beast’s body with a profusion of stabs, blood dripping from his hand and face. War, he found, is a good channel for his Rage. Death Why did he have to go second? Knowing what was to come made it so much worse. Death angered him, he had too much to accomplish, or rather, to prove. Still, he let the cold take him. It had helped that Kindrel was there to guide him, despite his best efforts, he trusted and, in some ways, even looked up to her. As he faded out of consciousness he was calmed by visions of a beautiful, freezing winter. He would awaken next to the fire, a grin outlined on his fatigued face. Death is always lurking in the shadows, he will not waste anymore time. Rage Words can be stronger than steel, they can pierce through even the toughest of armors. “Failure”, “Worm”, “Disgrace” lingered in his head, teasing him, belittling him. Blind rage thrusted his knife forward aimlessly, ending with him on the floor. It would take a few hopelessly angry attempts for him to realize the errors in his ways. Uncontrolled rage is like a dull sword, if it is not properly sharpened, it is self-destructive. If rightly honed, it can be used as an advantage, as a strength. Focusing his rage into calculated strikes, he drew blood on his accomplished opponent, a pride-filled moment before he was inevitably beaten unconscious. Vigilance The scars of the past linger across Ivaryne's body. They serve to remind him of the failures he must overcome. Rage is a tool and he is learning to properly wield it. Against all odds, where few engage, My grip I slip and fury uncage. Consumed by wrath, I let rampage - My fire is bright; it burns with RAGE. Thus rises the Vigilant of Rage.

I would like to preface this by saying I am new to the server (2ish weeks in) and that I am currently playing a goblin. Question 1: What is one thing you dislike about Orcs/Krugmar? How can it be improved? Currently, I think the biggest issue with Orcs/Krugmar is the activity/population combined with the fact that nothing new and exciting is happening involving Orcs. From my experience as a new player, the orcs within the city are super helpful and friendly but there are just too few on for a new player like me to truly feel immersed. It has been 2 weeks and I barely have been introduced to much of the culture and have been trying to find a place within the society to no avail. This inactivity combined with the fact that no big events or new changes are coming to the Orcs make it somewhat uninteresting to get involved with when so much else is happening elsewhere. I think this could be improved by structuring the clans better or bringing activities into the city. (I am haven't thought as much about specific fixes) Question 2: What is one thing you like/admire about Orcs/Krugmar? The small community is great! I think people misunderstand the culture and reasons for doing certain things. While outside of the city may be mostly pvp stuff, inside the city is great conversation and interesting traditions. Question 3: What do you think Orcs/Krugmar biggest opportunity for improvement is? I actually think moving more towards more brutal/barbaric ways (which I heard was how things used to be) may help. It seems we aren't as violent as we should be. Also, I think more shamanism is always p cool. (Though, I do not think my insight on improvements is very useful) Overall, I love my goblin and the community but it definitely has been difficult to be a new player in Krug'Mar. I just feel uninvolved and like there is nothing for me to do.

IN-GAME NAME: Krunos10 TIMEZONE: EST ROLEPLAY CHARACTER NAME: Glurgz RACE: Gobbo DISCORD: Wizzar#7376