Volutional

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

[ Yet again. After they tell me to make the same proposal on another character, the Kharajyr have obviously denied such a thing OOCly. ]

"Ruthar can think as he wishes. But Yaotli shall continue to sustain our blessed island. If you do not like the way he does this, then you can by all means leave." "Zeriko was not unwise. Nor am I. It does not take a second-coming Tiazar to keep us from falling, financially nor militaristic-ly." "Ruthar is but half Yaotli's age. And cannot call anybody undeserving when Yaotli has heard nothing of Ruthar in the history books. As much as I would like to believe you happy with my choice. I will not waste my time convincing you. Now be on your way. I have better things to spend my time with."

Sa'Yaotli looks upon Ruthar. "Ruthar thinks that Yaotli assumes this role because he wants it. No." "Sa'Yaotli assumes this role because when the time came, Yhl'Zeriko passed it to me. Not because I am a hungry Gy'waka feasting on foolish Kha." Yaotli's gaze narrows on Ruthar, as if he was pinning that comment on him. "Yaotli wants only to sustain our Island until Tlatlanni Morthawl may return, and retake his rightful place."

Temporary Tlatlanni "Sa'vi, Kharajyr." Sa'Yaotli speaks from the top of the stairs to the palace. The day is nearing night, and the stars are beginning to twinkle, the moon brightly shining across the trees, fighting the sun away. "You do not know me well. But I am Sa'Yaotli." "I wish to simply inform you all this day that I have been brought to the prideful position of temporary Tlatlanni. A position I will use to prepare for the return of Tlatlanni Morthawl - the true Tlatlanni." He holds his hand to his chest, open. "I do not wish to claim a position I have no need taking, nor desire. But I do wish to help our mighty Tlatlanni return to a land that is happy, and content." Yaotli decides to walk down some steps, nearing the bottom where the Kharajyr have gathered. "Our Tlatlanni may be far for now. But he is still with us. In ours hearts. We must have faith in his health, and his strength. He shall return in due time. And I will no longer need to stand speaking to my fellow people." "We shall honor our Tlatlanni's arrival with a feast. And upon his return, we shall celebrate and give life to this island." "More than that, though. We must appease Metztli. We should gather one sacrifice for this feast. And do so quickly and nearer to the date it shall occur. I shall inform those who wish to know on methods on acquiring foul apes, that are not our acquaintances or allies." "And finally. We shall give praise to our Sage, Natayshi, who has lived longer than any Kharajyr. Clearly blessed by Metztli herself in ways even Yaotli cannot understand." "Sa'vi, good Kharajyr." "Syo fa uha tyo saad uin Muuna."

Look. How many topics do you need to know that the race is going downhill if you don't do something about it? I've said it in Skype chat. I've said it in RP. I don't know where I need to say it for people to listen. Edit: I've also given a lot of ideas as to how and when we should change, in case you didn't see. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/96710-a-future-for-the-kharajyr/ http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/93418-a-little-apology-for-a-little-mess/ http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/92902-the-ultimatum-of-saquorak/

Urgh.

[ Okay. The idea was denied by the Kharajyr. Eeeeeh well. ]

"I am a traitor. I am a mad Kharajyr who doesn't know what he's saying." "But you know what else?" "Quorak gives no fucks." "Because seriously, nobody else is doing anything to help." "And I'm damn well bored of people saying I'm a traitor when I see them with no tools in their hands." "Kharajyr need to learn from somebody who knows what they are talking about. I don't need to explain that to you."

Quorak eyes Zeriko with a calmness. "Zeriko. I do not judge you simply for disagreeing with me. However, I am disheartened to know that you think me unwise. Please, wise-Kharajyr. Tell me how you plan to sort this problem. This issue." "If we do not sort this problem, we will fade from the map." "Metztli deserves more than to be a smudge on a piece of paper, do you not think?" "I am not a traitor. I did what I did to survive. Morthawl drew his blade, and I then drew mine. I harmed no other than I had to. To survive. I do hope that you, as a Kharajyr, believe that I am at least the slightest part sane." "We must join with those who are strong to survive. We are too few to occupy this island. It cannot be done."

The Nation of Karakatua Our blessed land: The Island of Karakatua. It is ours, and we have no vassals. It is large, and the city sizes the island. Our mighty leader: Officially, our Leader is our Tlatlanni. The current Tlatlanni, officially, is Tlatlanni Morthawl. However, for now; I, Sa'Quorak, have taken the reigns in hope of revitalizing the Nation whilst Tlatlanni Morthawl takes deep vacation. Our Council: In these times, it is unclear. However, we have Aelkos. These are Council Members, in the land of the Apes. They handle the menial tasks which are known as labor or work. They are commanders, bankers, mercantile leaders. There are four. And one for each sect. Religion, the highest of them. Military, Economy and Culture, below that. Our True Goddess: Metztli is our goddess. Our Standings with other Nations: We, as a race, are selective under our own personal gaze. However, in terms of official standings, we are at no major conflicts.

Be sure to read both sections! A Future For The Kharajyr - OOC Alrighty. I just wanna quickly bring to light a few points which are necessary for the improvement of the Kharajyr. I want to do this quickly, so lets get to it. The Application It will enevitablely be removed. I have yet to find a Kharajyr who doesn't want rid of it. However, in the coming post, you'll find a reason as to why it should be removed, in character and out - thus making it logical for Ape Kharajyr to exist, should that happen. We must wait for Geo for this to be done. The Leader We are without a leader at the moment. Let us just be honest a little bit; Geo isn't here for now, and Shadow isn't as actively contributing to the position as it is only temporary, and he would likely need Geo's consent for major things that need to be done. Again, this will be adapted on later. The Options Move to the Orcish Badlands / Trog. This is a major idea, and entirely possible. The conflicts we have had in character are easily avoidable and negotiable as they are simple. And again, a reason for this to happen will be outlined in the future. Remove dat application - Entirely. New Leader. They are the suggestions that I and many other people have pieced together, and have discussed as much as need be. They are quite simply executed, and in the following, I shall just be giving a little IC implication of these ideas as they are needed. And my character fully thinks so, as well. A Future For The Kharajyr - IC Sa'Quorak rows his spruce long-but-small-boat to the shores of the Kharajyr. Some of them are walking around to their daily business, some are tending to the jungle by trimming some vines, or dusting the light road lines. Unsighted, he simply climbs the wall, and enters the vicinity of the Palace area. He carries no weapon, and wears not the armor of the Ape. Instead, the clothing of a Kharajyr. The skin of a Kharajyr. And the mind of a Kharajyr, willing to change this civilization. He stands at the top of the stairs to the palace. Underneath the jaws of the mighty stone Kha. His hands are free. His mouth opens, and the Kharajyr nearby would hear his words. Those who were distant can hear the faint echoes through Metztli's jungle. "Kharajyr." He says. His voice is rough but his words are clear. "Karakatua." "We are a lifeless body. We are a disappointment to our Goddess." "If I were to say to you," He points at one of the Kharajyr, and then a next. "... or you, that you are worth nothing, what would you say to me?" Sa'Quorak waits a brief moment as the Kharajyr says nothing. "Exactly. We are a silent nothingness. Sitting in the corner of a loud world. A world we have not even seen yet. Not fully." "I have seen it. And I know how to survive in it. Together, is how we survive. Not hiding away, hoping that our leader will return from his idle games and misplaced decisions." "You love Tlatlanni Morthawl, and I understand that. But he has not shown his love for you. His loyalty to Metztli. Think of one moment that you can look at Morthawl and say 'I am proud of him'." "I can think of one. We were in Kalos, on our Island. We spoke of how the Kharajyr are a strong people. Rough and opinionated, but strong. We are Kharajyr, Quorak. He said. We do not bend to the world, only to Metztli. This is what he told me. And I listened." More Kharajyr begin to walk near, to hear his speech. "But now we face a trial. A great moment in which we must pull through together. This is why I am here. This is why I have returned to you now." Quorak pauses, to gain some breath, and to observe those who are in the crowd. "I come here by choice. I come here to lead you today. To lead you in a movement which at first you will think it is radical. Stupid. Merciless. But I am here to tell you of horrors that I have witnessed." "Our island has run out of time." He takes a deep breath. "Kharajyr, I have had restless nights. Nights in which I have been contacted through dreams. Our volcano is going to erupt. Metztli is outraged, it seems. I will not assume this to be our goddess, but I will not as quickly deny that this is a sign. A warning. I do not expect you to believe me. But I do urge you to." He stops himself to see their reaction. Most seem shocked, some seem skeptical. "We must move." "And I know the way." "I am Sa'Quorak. I have lead you silently, as an Aelkos since I found our outpost on Elysium. I return to you now to guide you. To lead you. I will be your Tlatlanni." Quorak waits for any questions to come from the group, which is large. The Plan - OOC Quorak shall suggest to the Kharajyr that we move to the Trog, with the Orcs, as Quorak believes he can settle an agreement to let us live there in peace. The Orcs are strong, he thinks, they can help us live in happiness and security. We move there, and we intergrate with the Mainland races, becoming an active community in an already tight-knit group of players. Kharajyr applications will be removed, and Ape'Kharajyr will no longer require consent from the Nation Leader to RP what they want to RP. However, this will prove as a double bonus, as Kharajyr will have something to hunt if they annoy us ICly. We will be kool kats again, yay. If you wish to provide input, please make sure to do it in spoilers (OOC), or through IC means by speaking to Quorak through this topic. I won't be going anywhere unless some rage-filled Pantera decides to stick an arrow in my chest. Again. Edit: I forgot. If you agree with the following, I will manage an event in which we will leave the island for a proper reason with; The Volcano erupts, and we are forced to flee onto the mainland on one ship. Where we will then perhaps move onto, and to the trog we go. Or Orcish desert - up to us.

Actually, Thunder is right. The Kharajyr have barbed tongues, forcing their accent to be much more obscure as opposed to ape-like accents. Albeit possible to deviate, it is unlikely that a Kharajyr would speak entirely in common, perfectly, unless taught such. One would find it difficult to switch from one to another, just as we as Humans do in real life.

Make him a GM. lol jk write 9 moar guides.