Alurid

No wait actually though, someone should code a mod that allows NPC automation using GPT.

Looks amazing, wish I wasn't missing out!

You guys want to know what the best belief is? Believe in yourself :D

..I mean - why not? ;p

Oh...my.

^Says the one exposed to Nicki Minaj videos :(

You know it:

+1 He clearly delivers both in game and to the forum. From most of the posts I read, Swgrclan has made a clear contribution to the community.

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*You notice a tattered book in poor condition. The title reads "Alurid Dunn: From Birth to Travels of the New Land". The author's name appears to be rubbed off. You locate the nearest tree stump, sit down, and begin reading*

Alurid Dunn was born into captivity by his parents Samantha Dunn and Ulbridge Dunn. They never once expected his sinister cause. As a baby, Alurid's parents were killed in front of his eyes by wealthy orcs who came to selfishly claim taxes illegally in his village. Alurid did not know much of what happened as he was still a baby. The wealthy orcs had almost took Alurid's life away until his Uncle Anthrop sheathed an arrow and sailed it into the head of the devious orc. For many years to come, Alurid was raised into belief that Uncle Anthrop was his father. Living in a village, now run by wealthy orcs, was a difficult thing to accomplish. For one, Alurid was never taught academics because there was no school in his village. Alurid was abandoned once more as he attained the age of 10. His uncle was out to kill the orc general who took the village with other village people. None returned alive.

To show the humans threat from the wealthy orcs, the orcs burned down the village. Alurid, who happened to be at the outskirts of the village tossing pebbles down a stream, smelt a charcoal-like stench, The smell was never introduced to Alurid but he sure didn't like it. Curious, Alurid turned back to reveal the stench coming from his burning village. He had no idea what to do. Basic instinct suggested he go and scout for survivors. He was pretty sure many people died. He hoped that his Uncle Anthrop was still alive. Returning to the village was a regretted decision for Alurid. He smelt the stench of burning human flesh. Villagers, even friends of his, were running around on fire as their faces melted off into non-existance. Such images scarred and angered Alurid for life.

Alurid did nothing but cry, debating whether he should feel the heat that killed his friends and uncle. His head was pounding as blood from his aching heart throbbed through his mind. A guilty lump appeared in his throat which he wanted to get rid of. Such guilt that crossed his mind led to evil intentions. He needed revenge. Wealthy men, selfish of their own ignorance needed to be punished. Alurid fell to his knees and fell on the ground, lying there, hoping the Cloud Temple of Aegis would return his friends. The next morning, he was awaken to orcs curiously staring at him. "Heem is nod' burnda." an orc with a giant tooth sticking out of the side of his mouth said. "Shud up! He'z waygin' Oop!" Alurid calmly stood to his feet scared but thought his prayers were answered. That was until he was knocked out from the back of his head. Alurid again awoke, but this time in a foul place, filled with rats and remains of other beings. Alurid waited for his vision to come back. He noticed metal bars in the distance and he wasn't sure where he was as the room he was in was very dark. He got up from his place on the ground, sliding away the pillow that was comforting his head and ran to the metal bars. Peering through a crevice big enough for his head, he noticed a long alleyway. To the right was a resilient orc standing guard by an iron door. He recognized this place. The architectual design was similar to a place he'd been before. In his village, the orcs had set up a village jail that followed the same basis, except smaller. Could Alurid's life get any worse?

2 years later, the orcs, knowing not what to do with Alurid, decided his term was up. They decided that instead of taking him to the rest of his family in Oren, they would take him back to the ruins of his village. Along the way, his carriage was attacked by dwarves, the common nemesis of orcs. In an attempt to escape and lurch into aid of the dwarves, Alurid sought this moment as a change to jump out of the carriage. However, alike the orcs, the dwarves had no purpose to aid Alurid. Instead, the dwarves threw Alurid into the dwarven mines in Kal'Urguan. Flames snaked through his mind. Why must the world be such a cruel and harsh location?

When Alurid turned 15, he was granted a short 30 minute break in the mines. Alurid took this chance of exploring more of Kal'Urguan and exploring the architectural designs of dwarves. Alurid decided to head north to Kal'Bryst, the same day the Undead attacked. Knowing no way to save the local dwarves, Alurid decided to run away to save his own life. Except, the fire stunned Alurid, disabling him to move. The wavy snakes of orange, red, and yellow gave Alurid a chance to reflect on the horrible images he received in past experiences. He thought of all his friends and his family. Images were displayed to him through the fire. The image of Uncle Anthrop appeared and Alurid had no chance but to grab his uncle. In an unintelligent manner, touching the fire lit his clothes ablaze, burning him alive.

Alurid was sent to a mythical land he had only heard about. The monks of the Cloud Temple of Aegis revived him to his healthy self. Alurid realized that this opportunity was rare. Alurid wanted to start a new life. A new life away from orcs. A new life away from dwarves. A new life with fellow beings like himself. He journeyed to the Kingdom of Oren to start a new life. In his new life in Oren, Alurid lived peacefully and made a lot of friends. An interesting fellow crossed Alurid's eyes. His name was Obin the Hunter. Alurid really wanted to acquaint him so he followed Obin into the Verge. Crossing mountains and swimming in waters together took them to the city of New Oasis.

New Oasis was a new experience to Alurid. Everyone lived as a family. He took this opportunity to buy a small house for him to live in. Soon after, he left New Oasis to join the Oren Guard. After Al'Khazar was taken from the Undead, he joined the UAC. A day after he was accepted, the UAC merged with the Alrasian Military. Disliking the Alrasian Military, Alurid moved to Galahar where he met many new people. Alurid still signified hate towards the wealthy and irresponsible, pitying their safe and standard life. He wished for them all to burn, no, even better, for them to be stripped of their treasures.

Months later, Alurid went aboard a ship to a new mystical land known now as Asulon. Settling in was difficult after being reunited with his brothers, Samuel, Kenneth, Eugene, and Wesley. Knowing of nothing, provisions in the harsh climate was a dangerous task. Knowing no one was there to help, Alurid turned to an old friend. Throdo Silverblade had a kind heart for Alurid. Alurid paid much respect to him and thought of him as his father...however, the thought of his actual father singed his head. Alurid felt at home...until Renatus was victimized by Orcs. Friends of his perished. Alurid, experiencing more of what the world was like knew he couldn't live like this. He knew he needed to persue an evil life; Thievery and deception laid right by him. Intimidation towards others was his only hope. He need revenge. He needed to strip the wealthy. Things needed to be done...

*You ask yourself, "Who is this Alurid Dunn? What is so special about him? Should I fear him?". You return the book to it's original location and walk away with many questions about the suspicious biography.*

Found this when I was posting my first topic in the subreddit.

*Alurid begins to worry about his brothers.*

Hawk and Ever!

*You notice a note attached the the old Dunn Temporary stall.*

To whom it may concern,

This old rickety stall has been through a lot. Sales from two families, the Therving family and the Dunn family, has made it's mark on this trade building. Recent events require the stall to be demolished which is all well; Therving and Dunn's Odds n' Ends will be moving to a new location soon. Left behind are bits of what the Dunn Family considers junk and unnecessary pieces. However, such resources may come in handy for future events associated with the Government of Renatus. In such action, the belongings left behind in the chests will be donated to and only the Renatus Government to do with what they please. Please take this as a token of gratitude for the allowance of having such a building that provided for many.

Signed,

The Dunn Family

- Alurid Dunn (16) ((Ansh98))

- Eugene Dunn (16) ((mphillips111))

- Kenneth Dunn (9) ((Melondew97))

- Samuel Dunn (18) ((legitsamit2))

- Wesley Dunn (21) ((truepwner))

I nominate:

Throdo_Therving ((Mylimo7))

(( The King got rid of the council. ))

( So you tell me not to make posts like this, and then you go and do it? Hmm, a bit hypocritical donyathink? )

((No, what I'm trying to get at is that I play fire with fire. I am in no position to be hypocritical and I hate to be considered hypocritical.))

*Alurid notices a man in the whereabouts of Renatus.*

"Hello! Welcome to Renatus!" Alurid exclaims.

*The man explains to Alurid that he is a runner for King Enor and that he is gathering information from Renatus and Hanseti for the King.*

"What man prevails such jealousy? Such a fool that he is." Alurid tells the runner.

(( I never hated King Enor. But in the whole Salvus posting context, Kashi has a point. But please, keep this thread clean. ))

*Squeals and runs away.*

*Sends his Runner to Hanseti as well as Renatus*

"Go, Tell me the hearings of the land"

*The Runner returns, with tells of Renatus*

"What have you learnt from your journey?"

*After hearing what the runner has to say, he chuckles under his breath saying quietly to himself*

"Ah, Renatus. When will you learn? You don't even know the layout of your own nation, yet you sell a shop the size of a chicken coop for 5,000? Renatus sure does have their priorities mixed up"

(( :/ If you don't want the stall, don't post... ))

You realise it will almost certainly be removed soon, as it is placed in the noble district, where shops will be scare, if there at all. When the actual area is built, the stall will probably be demolished so selling it is a bad idea at this time.

Although I am not in charge of building, so I may well be wrong...

Isn't the noble district where Therving Tavern is?

*Takes a look at the pamphlet and realizes it is well overpriced.*

"I guess I can lower the price to 5,000 minas. I hope everyone realizes that its location is popular."

*Scratches out 7,000 minas and changes it to 5,000 minas.*

*You notice a pamphlet nailed into the wall of the Therving Tavern.*

Looking for a nice, cozy place to sell or trade? Look no further then the old Therving General Good's store! It is located in a very popular part of Renatus. The stall, currently owned by Alurid_Dunn, contains a nice underground storage room complete with 4 chests. Don't let this opportunity leave! Buy now for 7,000 5,000 minas! Contact Alurid_Dunn ((Ansh98))!

*You gaze at a painting of the stall attached to the pamphlet.*

I am willing to sign! I would love to join your town sir!

+1 GREAT rp'er

Well, if this becomes official, I'd gladly like to become a citizen of Renatus!