Kirrekith

MC Username: Kirrekith Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, lookup on info thread):Kitten_Suust Character Skillset: N/A ? Skils are gone. Suust’s skills are developing and at a young age he seemed to be taking an interest in archery and also in any form or weaponry, but then again he seemed to collect flowers and miscellaneous objects, trying to mix them together for fun. However as he grows older it will become more dominant side of his life, he will learn to wield a bow, and a variety of weapons but in the end will prefer his claws. He will also try and attain a greater understanding of herbs and agriculture, mainly out of curiosity. Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): Black Pantera kitten, Male, Seven years old . Personality: Suust didn’t choose to be quiet, he was born mute, but this has led to himself finding it hard to socialise with anyone, and has led to him at a young age to be ignored, and not included by most in games. However he has always sought solitude in his sister Perisia, who for lack of reasoning as a kitten seems to have taken it as her duty to help and see him happy. Suust has always been lonesome since the time of a young age, and has always drifted away from other kittens, this was not of his own choosing though, unable to speak or communicate led to him being seclude for his inability to play most games and enjoy what he would consider to be his time as a kitten, however with help from Perisia he has managed to try and attempt to reestablish himself in games and fun, but without her he has always drifted away from them, finding no comfort in those that seek no comfort for him. Suust has be cautious since from a young age he believed the world to be against him because of the simple fact of his disability. That does not make him a ‘anarchistic’ dreg of the Kharajyr society, he is more as listed before, secluded and quiet, he tends to ignore a lot about what people do and also seeks to not partake in anything that may be offered to him, however tending to spend most of his time on his own, or with his sister Perisia. From his silent life it has led to Suust being more free thinking and adapting a lot of what he sees around him in his mind, whereas many people may look across the city street and see it for what it is and can be, he sees it as different things, jungles, mountains caves etc. His silence had made him create fun from nothing, and in doing so never be ‘too’ bored, however this does lead to him daydreaming a lot. Suust spent a long time on his own, and in doing so missed out and is still missing out upon social norms and rules, often leading to him making social mistakes as well as breaking Kharajyr rules, these will have to be taught to him and be shown to him as his isolation has led to these absence of norms must be changed, or he will grow up without them. Please include a short bio of your character's life: Suust grew up silent, being alone in the silence of his own life from being mute has made him lonesome, silent, and brooding, his lack of ability to vocally communicate lead to him often going out on his own, to study and observe the world around him, enjoying the places he went and saw. He also had a tendency to be overly dependant on his sister, and when it came to being with someone to listen to or be around it would often be her. Character's ambitions: Suust is still a kitten, and for now is settled on the ideas of enjoying life, and trying to learn from it. However as he grows older, his neglect and his abandonment will lead to him seeking a position in life where he can be noticed and where he will be heard, and so any future is open to him in my mind. Waiting for him... _---Situational Rp Questions---_ 1. As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?: Suust looks to him for a while, being mute often helped him hunt prey, but this was an oddity to him, why did his prey invade his home? He moved into the open and decided if the creature was to cause harm then he would face it on equal terms, if this is what it equal would class for, he himself was in his mind superior to the creature. It approached and began to babble nonsense and jibber jabber. The creature had been lost for days? Lies. This was their city, as large as it was it was not hard to become lost in, and for days? It would mean he had entered into Menocress and into their city willingly, there was no logic to his answer. However, killing an ape never boded well for the surfacers, they were all so weak in how they acted. Sighing he uttered no words as he drew a large fruit from his bag and began to lead the human back to the gates, where he then pointed him in the direction of a Mori tavern. As it moved into the distance he couldn’t help but ask himself in his head. “Suust wasted fruit…” 2. As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak. "Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!" He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?: Suust looks to him for a while, his body incapable physically of uttering a response as he moves from all fours to stand up and look down upon the Dwarf. The creature seemed fine with Suust while he was on all fours as he seemed much smaller, now ‘dwarfing’ the dwarf he the creature seemed lost for words as Suust made a mocked advance towards him. The creature itself had recovered now and had gone for its hammer/sword/axe/pickaxe/mace (whatever it is to suit the occasion). Suust would have advanced on him but noticing numerous bar folk also moving to act in a similar way he froze for a second, turning to look at the door he saw his way was still clear and moved back to all fours and turned to the door without a word sprinting out of it. He had been chased off by apes, he would not live this down he thought to himself trying to consider how to deal with this. Then an idea sprung to his mind as he rubbed some slime into his fur. It was dark and the Dwarf had left the tavern, and now Suust would have his fun as he began to sprint in front of the dwarf and behind it from a distance, too far away to see but enough to make out an outline. Later that day a dwarf came sprinting to the nearest village claiming a pack of wolves was chasing him. (This is not referencing to the idea of him being a wolf merely that by the use of materials and smarts he faked himself in the ‘drunken’ dwarves eyes as being a wolves and so scaring him for revenge) 3. One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response? Suust moves to the door and opens it to find a ‘friend’ forcing himself inside where he then admits to Suust before he can even move to assist him that he had killed a Kharajyr over a slice of cake. Suust frowned and listen to him speak*insert name* continued to speak in a fast and lost manner, unsure of what they had done. Suust was unsure of what to do himself, his arm moving to hold his ‘friends’ shoulder to bring him comfort. Sighing he gave his ‘friend’ some comfort before he then took his paw and forcefully lifted his head to face him as he then looked to him sternly and pointed to the door before making a cleaning motion with his hands. The ‘friend’ nodded after a while and moved to the door where he then looked back at Suust who had not moved, keeping his stern look he shook his head, he was not being part of this, and neither was he going to speak of this, mostly because he could not. The ‘friend’ nodded and moved back outside into the night and Suust went to close the door and moved back to his sleeping pallet to sleep. Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred? Yes. 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((Kirrekith's first Kha friend, shame he is in need of healing/saving xD and wb deco, I missed your RP :3 ))

KhaerVa reads it for a moment having to have gone in the dark to see this before he bursts into laughter trying to stop himself from falling over in laughter as he walks away, him live amongst them? It made him almost fall over in hysterics, oh Nemiisae, another foolish surfacer. Turning back he writes a small note in Mori to cause irritation. Doer ulu Menocress jhal xun naut kyor'ol abbilen xor folggash dal udossa, dos ph'natha kivvil, lu'zuch orn tlu. After writing the note he walks away still laughing at the surfacers words.

Kassina hearing the words frowns for a moment, then name was one she had heard many years ago her father say, and the name was told to her many years after. Turning she shouted. "I know of her!" as she moved to the noticeboard trying to glimpse the letter. She smiled at the words on the letter as she ran her hand down it as if she was touching the writer of the letter herself smiling weakly. As her hand drifts down she frowns at the black substance trying to consider what might be, then a dark thought crossed her mind as she licked her finger rubbing it against the black substance the back to her tongue. Tasting it her eyes widen in shock as she started to back away from the letter, her stomach growling in the knowledge of what she had tasted quickly running from right in panic as she controlled her urges.

A good RPer will be able to develop a appropriate RP response to the power-emote. Such as under these circustances as I will outline. *Thug 'ducks and swings at stomach with sword'. *The man takes the blow to the stomach falling back, however because of the *leather armour the blade slices into him cutting through the thick leater and slicing into his stomach, the leather carapace reducing the effect of the swords blow, but his actions are now significantly weakened as he starts to loose blood. (or)*chain armour the blow is not harmful, but takes the wind from him as he recoils back trying to recover.* (or) *iron armour takes the blow from the sword but the cheap metal it indented from the blow taking the wind from him as he tries to breath sharply but remains in the fight.* (or) *plate armour takes the blow, sliding off the layered metal armour, the man with little time to react at his opponent so close to him punches at him with his sword hand to try and force him back some distance. These are always varaibles in these fights such as race. For example: *Thug 'ducks and swings at stomach with sword'. *The elf sees the blow coming towards his chest and pulls back sharply almost hit by the blow as he tries to regain his footing (only when NO armour is worn is this applicable).* (or) *The Orc takes the blow to the stomach, the blow slicing into him as it courses him to bleed heavily only driving the creature more wild in it's attacks on the thug (only applicable with NO armour HOWEVER the orc has taken a mortal blow and must RP the damage to itself in the RP)* (or) *The Human tries to move out of the incoming blow and is only glanced by the impact, the bow still forcing him back as he clutches his stomach feeling the blood, but this fight was far from over (once again only applicable with NO armour however the blow is glancing and so the human can fight on, but don't expect to do any thing to difficult in the fight or the pain in your stomach from the wound may for you to drop your sword)* (or) *The Dwarf would be normally worried about the attack coming towards his stomach but his quick mind forces him to leap forward into the swing knocking the bandit over in mid swing, the blade cutting into the dwarves chest but stopping the life threatening blow to occur.* (Only applicable with NO armour but to be honest in a Dwarf case my only opinion for them winning that scenario is a counter attack so it is a defensive more, within a sense) (or) *The Kharajyr is fighting on all fours seeing the blow moving towards him leaps onto the attacker bearing his claws and his teeth, wincing as the blade cuts deeply into him, but not before he delivers blows to the attacks body with his claws as he attempts to bite at the attackers throat (NOT POWERGAMING, he has seen the blow, taken the blow to the chest, made himself weak, however he is in a bad state and is trying to end the fight quickly by going for the throat with his fanged mouth, however it is a 'attempts' and so the Thug still can RP a counter, a block, or a attack) These are some simple ways of fighting a power-emoter, if they power-emote and there seems to be no way of escaping the unfair blow, stay calm, screenshot it, state in RP that you believe his attack to be power gaming, however remember what I have said, stay calm READ what he has put and counter it witha logical emote. (I accept that I have not RPed a human, Orc, Dwarf or Kharajyr and I apologise in advance if anyone belives these emotes to be incorrect or misleading.)

Smiles at the Dwarves words then fall silent. "My father is dead, he died many years ago fighting for his life against bandits, he fought them from the gates of Karik to some crystal the Kal'varuk? Kal'Variik? I am not sure it's name, but he lay dead there, resting against it, his body a ruin and the monks seemingly unable to bring him back." She said falling silent as she lowered her instrument to the ground snarling. "Lying monks, they hated him, they could bring him back, maybe because he always wanted to know why they left us to die, or why they hurt us in Aegis, or the plague when they burned people" She huffed clenching her hand tighly around the lute before letting go sighing. "No my father us gone, long gone. Buried in the Ice as he wanted to be, to be untouched by nature. She said dropping her gaze blinking her own glowing blue eyes faintly.