Sweord

1. Mc name and rp name : Aetharan Starkarm ((Sweord))

2. What race are you : Human

3. Have you ever lived in solace: No

4. Did anyone direct you to joining, if so who: Mynamewuztaken

5. (Answer in rp format what you do)

- A man is walking down a street in fine silks and exotic velvet, running up to him you see two goblins and a orc about to corner him in a dark alley by the tavern. You hear a yelp and rush in to find him dead, the three running down the alley.

Aetharan shouts, "Guards, a man has been killed!"

He sprints after the murderers with sword in hand, attempting to stop them long enough for the guard to come and help. Once he sees the guard on the way, the murderers note the approaching force, as well. They see no other choice but to fight, and turn to face the guard force. Aetharan would try to lend his hand to restraining the killers, but soon finds that the more experianced guardsmen know what they're doing, and he can see he would only get in the way. He backs off, but stays near enough that should one of the killers attempt to make a run for it, he would be close enough to block their path, and prevent escape.

7. (Copy and paste oath to this with your name on the blanks

I, Aetharan Starkarm, Swear upon my honor that I will uphold the peace and security of my lord, James Hightower and Lancel Hightower, and keep them safe. All indulgences of the world will not disrupt my task in protecting them to the best of my ability. So do I swear, Aetharan Starkarm.

(I'm not a Kharajyr, but I made an application) I have been hearing how every Kharajyr must have the correct 'Prefix' and it says learn about it on the info thread, I can't seem to find this. May anyone give me a link?

LINK

Scroll down, you'll find it.

Thank you! And yes, the skin is a little below my normal quality. I spent all day adding to the app slowly, then did the skin at the very end. To be honest, I'm not used to making these kinds of skins, so I'm still figuring out what looks good on a Kharajyr.

Again, thanks for accepting me.

MC Username:

Sweord

Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread):

So'Rakha

Character Skillset:

Archery: 50

Hand-to-hand: 50

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender):

So'Rakha is an 18-year-old male Kha'Leparda, of a medium build and height. While not as physically powerful as a Kha'Tigrasi, every pound on So'Rakha's body is wiry muscle, honed through the practice of archery and hand-to-hand combat.

Personality:

So'Rakha is extremely calculating and calm, and before any reaction to a situation he will weigh the pros and cons before acting. Outwardly, except to the observant, it would appear he has no emotions at all, capable of keeping perfectly calm in almost any situation. Those that know him best will be able to tell if he is agitated by small key behaviors; the flicking of his tail or ears, a certain stance, or suddenly becoming completely still in an instance of extreme agitation. Once past his cold outer shell, however, a Kharajyr would find that he has garnered a loyal friend, one that would put his life on the line in order to keep them safe. This aspect of his personality can also be his downfall, as once he considers a person to be a friend he will go to ridiculous lengths in order to help them. As always, however, he does this in as calm a fashion as possible, yet this firm loyalty could be used to his detriment.

He has an especially strong reaction should someone, particularly a non-Kharajyr, pull or otherwise touch his tail. This can cause him to temporarily lose his calm in an attempt to remove whatever is holding his tail. So'Rakha also has a deep hatred of sugar, as it was the cause of the downward spiral of his patta's life. He never eats the stuff, save for fruits that he eats as-is, without any sugar additives. He also tries to warn whatever friends he has of the dangers sugar can pose to the weak willed, and detests the people enslaved by the substance.

Please include a short bio of your character's life:

So'Rakha's muuna was a great fighter and hunter and began to teach So'Rakha the practice of archery and hand to hand combat at a young age. His patta, on the other hand, was a rather successful merchant, selling the food his muuna brought back from her hunts and other items he bought and would then proceed to sell for a profit. Thus, So'Rakha had a rather pleasant and happy young life, as one would expect for a young kitten. He and his patta loved his muuna very much, and the family would have done anything for each other.

When the migration from their ancestral home began, So'Rakha's muuna was hunting, as was her custom. When the volcano showered the land with its sun water, his family could not find her, and they had to leave for the new lands without her. This loss hit So'Rakha and his patta incredibly hard, and they arrived in Asulon as shells of their former selves, wracked with grief. So'Rakha, as is so typical of the young, soon overcame his grief, as in his young mind he felt that he would honor his mother by being strong, something his patta would never be able to do.

His patta, rather than trying to reestablish themselves, soon lost himself in the grip of sugar. It was the only thing that let him forget his wife, for a time, and as he became more resistant to its affects he became more addicted to it. During the pitiful remainder of So'Rakha's childhood, he was often plagued by the affects the sugar had on his patta, as his patta overdosed several times as So'Rakha neared adulthood. He managed to stay as strong as he did in those final years by devoting himself completely to what his mother taught him, practicing daily with bow and arrow and hand-to-hand as a way of keeping the raising anger he felt towards his father at bay.

After he officially became an adult Kharajyr, So'Rakha was taking care of his patta more than his patta had taken care of him in those last few years. The threat of a sugar overdose was always around the corner, and sometimes he was there to help, and sometimes not. During the last two most violent overdoses So'Rakha had to stop his patta from choking on his own spit, and after the second time, So'Rakha was so disgusted with the creature his patta had become that he left, for good.

Character's ambitions:

So'Rakha's ultimate goal is to become one of the Do'Kuta', so that he may make his mother proud, wherever she is, and get as far away from the memories of his father as he can.

_---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?:

So'Rakha stares at the near-hairless being curiously. He had heard of these hairless things but had never seen one with his own eyes. Surprisingly, it speaks a similar language to his, and begs him for nourishment. He thinks for a moment, deciding what would be the best thing to do in order to remove it from the land. He opens a satchel at his side and pulls out some old, stale bread, the food he would survive on during long treks in the jungle, and uncorks his water skin, handing both to the creature.

"Drink this. Take the food, and leave," he says as he gives the hairless thing the items.

The hairless one eagerly gulps down mouthfuls of water, tiny streams of it running down the side of his face. He stops to take a breath and says "Thank you," before continuing to drink.

So'Rakha waits patiently for the being to finish drinking, and it looks up to him with hope in its eyes. He thinks he knows what is going through the ape's head, however, and quickly tells him to leave the jungle.

"B-but what if I get lost again? I-I don't k-know where to go back to!" it bursts out.

So'Rakha stares at it coolly, "That is none of So'Rakha's concern. Had you met one of So'Rakha's brothers, they would not have thought twice about killing you. Now go before So'Rakha changes his mind about what to do with you," he says, pointing to where the creature would find more of its own, and vanishes back into the jungle.

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?:

So'Rakha sits apparently calm, the tip of his twitching tail the only visible sign of his increasing agitation. He attempts to ignore this squawking creature, as he knows that should he make an effort to silence it more would come to its aid. The small one, however, takes the ignorance as an insult, and yanks on So'Rakha's tail and yells, speech slurred by ale, "Lissen ter me!"

As the ape pulls on his tail, So'Rakha whirls around and grabs hold of its throat. Meanwhile, the dwarf unsheathes a dagger and plants it firmly against So'Rakha's chest.

"Well, sheams we're at an impasse, cat," the dwarf slurs, smiling a snaggle-toothed smile.

"So'Rakha can see that, short one," He says, the tips of his claws dimpling the dwarf's neck.

"Short one?! I'll bloody well show ye who's short!" the dwarf roars.

As the dwarf tightens its grip to plunge the dagger into So'Rakha's chest, he quickly spins his body, causing the dagger to slide painfully yet not fatally across his midsection. So'Rakha hisses in pain, yet completes the spin to grab the dagger from the dwarf's hand and drive it through the other hand into the wood of the bar beneath. The dwarf, now distracted from So'Rakha, grabs the dagger and yanks it out, moaning "Me 'and! Me 'and! Lookit what thish bloody cat did ter me 'and!"

The other apes begin to rise from their seats, and as he is outnumbered, So'Rakha sprints for the door and continues for quite awhile until he can no longer see the village the tavern was in, clutching his hand to the gash in his side.

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?

So'Rakha hides his shock by standing perfectly still. That a friend of his, one that he let get close to him, would be brought so low by the sweet food brings back memories of his childhood. His friend notices So'Rakha's stillness, and knows what it means.

"P-please, you wouldn't turn me in, would you? I know what I did was wr-wrong, but I don't want to d-die," his friend stammers.

So'Rakha knew that aiding one that was a criminal could cause unimaginable trouble for him, yet as a friend, he could not simply leave him to die. His mind went into overdrive, and he packed food and water that would last several days in the jungle into a satchel, handing it to his friend.

"Here. To do more would only make more trouble, especially for me. Go, run to the jungle, and maybe things will settle down here," He tilts his head. "Or perhaps Metzli herself will provide judgment. Stay away, and maybe, should you return, they will take it as a sign that Metzli has decreed you should live."

His friend, thankful for So'Rakha's help, pats his shoulder before leaving, to hide in the jungle and atone for what he had done. So'Rakha, on the other hand, sits down. He has mixed feelings: on the one hand, he was glad to help his friend, even if it could cost him later; on the other, he is appalled at how the need for sugar affected people he knew, and reaffirmed that he would never partake of the vile stuff.

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?

I, So'Rakha, swear that I will follow the Tlatlanni, and to hold Metzli and her actions sacred.

Please include a screenshot or 3D render of your character's skin

Looks like that's it, I think. I hope this meets your guys' standards.

((Well, I've never done this, but hey, can't hurt me.))

Kazi checkin' in a' level 41.

* Minecraft Name: Sweord

* In-Game Name: Kazi_Waterkazrik

* How Long Have You Played On This Server? Since October.

* How Often Are You Online? Pretty much every day.

* What Job(s) Have You Held Within Kal Urguan Before? None, wasn't much going on when I was there, and I didn't RP as much as I do now.

* Sword Skill? 18 (Working on leveling this up)

* Axe Skill? 0

* RP Experience? I participated in a few battle towards the end of Aegis; The Purge, and fighting the Undead at Al'Khazar (SP?). And of course, leaving Aegis.

* Timezone? EST (GMT -5)

* Do You Have Team Speak? Yup.

* Squad wish? Squad 1

((Now, could I be a part of the smithing guild and be a part of the legion as well? I just joined the smiths after working a while in the fields. My character is getting a little bored and wants action of some sort.))

((Now, who should I contact in-game to get started helping out?))

MC Name: Sweord

RP Name: Kazi_Waterkazrik

What is your smithing skill? 40

What is your skill in either axe or sword: 0, working on sword skill.

Reason For Joining/Bio (at least 1 paragraph):

Kazi, once an apprentice alchemist, had to forego his interest in potion making in exchange for helping with the dwarven farm, helping to supply food to the dwarves. He also, being a dwarf, has minor skills in blacksmithing, capable of making simple repairs to iron tools and armour. He now wishes to learn more about blacksmithing from a master smith, and perhaps earn a little money on the way.

What Will You Add to the Guild: I'm a hard worker, and will do whatever I'm told, whether that is repairing tools and armour, or standing by and tending the forge whilst stone is smelted.

Hope you consider my application!

-Kazi (Sweord)

((I don't get why people kill the animals. It's one of the better food supply methods.))

((Now, a question I have is, what are we supposed to do with the food from the farm? I feel crappy just keeping the farm produce to myself. Shouldn't we give the food to someone else, like a Council member who distributes the food to other dwarves? I'd rather get paid a little and know the food will go to other dwarves than run around like an idiot trying to get people to buy food.))

((I'd like an 800 mina home too, please. I'll pay when I can get online.))

((I'm also ready for any work that might be done. I wouldn't mind helping out with a farm, or any repair work we're going to do on the new city.))

I can't even imagine the time involved in making Asulon. :blink:

Well, you know everyone's gonna give Robin

10/10

8/10

I know I've seen one of those guys somewhere.

I agree that we should be more active. The main reason that I'm considering changing race is because when I first joined, there was very little for my character to do as a dwarf to support the dwarven nation.

Just yesterday, I offered to help with the refugee camp in Outer Kal'Urguan, and was completely ignored. I find that if you don't have a high position or friends in high places there's very little for you to do in Kal'Urguan.

((My internet crapped out while I was on the walls. I logged back in and was like who's my freaking enemy.))

Minecraft name: Sweord

Roleplay name (You can come disguised): Bolair

Can you wield a blade? (Sword level): Yes. (18) Should be at least level 20 by the battle, though.

Can you wield an axe? (Axe level): No

Can you shoot a bow? (Archery level): Yes (8)

Will you remain loyal to the cause and see the battle through? Yes

Will you come armed and ready? Yes (could use some food, though)

Sorry I couldn't stay for longer than I did, all sorts of things happened IRL right when the meeting started. :/

((I'll try to be there. If I can find the house. XD

((You told what to who?))

((He talked to me about meeting up this weekend.))

((Nice, I have to make sure I finish my college homework today, then. ))

((We need to meet up tomorrow. I want to finally make it to New Heimdall without having to leave. XD ))

MC name: Sweord

IC name: Bolair

Main Job: I wouldn't mind collecting wood/mining stone. Also, I could help with building if given instructions/examples.

Description on why you'd like to join: I'd like to be a part of something in order to get more RP experience and be able to play with some fun people. I'd also like to not have to wander around all the time collecting resources by myself. Basically... I'm lonely. :mellow:

Skills: I've only been on the server for a few days, and stats are down. But as soon as they come back up I'll work on them.

Thanks for taking a look!

-Sweord