Name ((MC)):
bouby99
Name ((IG)):
Ragnar_Trurlock_Gorkil
Real Life Age:
16
(sub)Race:
Orc, i don't really have a sub-race
Combat experience:
Ragnar has fought in many battles and wars, he lived on the streets for a long time, and he has experiences in killing as well as stealing. He has been doing a lot of bandit type work and has robbed kings before. ((I also had a previous character known as Malanar, He was the general in a guild called the white ravens. He led his fellow troops into battle many times.))
Give me a short summary of your character so far. The longer the better (but 2 paragraphs minimum)
Ragnar’s childhood was not the greatest. He would get in fights all the time because of how he is. But all this is because of his family, if he should even call them that, his dad beat him to a pulp and barely fed him while his mother sits on her arse and watches. A cold snowy night Ragnar was not in an agreement with his father because of how he was treating his mother, his father grabbed him by the throat and slammed him against the sandstone wall making chunks fly from it. Ragnar tried to get out of his father’s grasp while pleading for him not to hurt him; he started flailing his arms wildly and hit him in the nose making blood pour from it. His father grew indefinitely enraged and screamed “Lat skah buub!” And jammed his finger in Ragnars eye twisting it around then he ripped his hand out making the eye come out as well. Ragnar screaming for mercy, faint of breath from his father’s hold, yelled out for his mother’s helped. She came into the room saw the blood and everything else that was happening; she looked Ragnar in the one eye he had left and shook her head, turned in the opposite direction, and walked away from Ragnar, His heart sank like a rock falling into water. His father let out a haunting laugh then threw him to the ground and started to scream at him once more saying “Lat skah!” Ragnar holding his eye in one hand and the other out in front of him tried to crawl away, but his father stomped on his stomach with so much force it shattered two ribs. Ragnar screamed as he coughed up blood, and laid on the floor accepting his fate to come. His father grabbed his throat once more saying “lat buub, lat liked to be nubhosh!?” he then looked towards the dangling eye and smirked as he proceeded to rip it out of its socket. He put his hand on Ragnars mouth silencing his voice, he then dangled the eye over his face and asked “Lat hungry?” he opened Ragnars mouth and held it open as he dropped his eye into the mouth making him eat it. Ragnar didn’t feel alive anymore, he threw his father off of him and they both stood up immediately, Ragnar feeling woozy and slightly dizzy of the lack of sight an agonizing pain he acted quickly and dove into his father’s chest taking him to the ground, without thinking he bit a chunk out his father’s throat. Blood spewed all over Ragnar and the yellow sandstone walls; panicking, he then grabbed an iron ingot on the table beside him and struck his father in the jaw with it. Ragnar feeling like an animal ran and barged out of the sand hut holding his face where the eye should have been running as fast as he can, and as far as he can. He fell to the ground and crawled into a cave, now Ragnar is only 15, and from this point he knows much about surviving alone. So Ragnar immediately built up a fire and threw the iron ingot into the fire, he then proceeded to grab the iron with his bare hand and placed it onto his open eye socket, sealing it together. Ragnar biting his teeth together like a savage Orc would, let out a loud roar, then threw the bar onto the ground and passed out from the pain.
A confounding day for Ragnar one he will surely never forget. It was a cold fall day, the wind was nicking at your neck and leaves were covering the land like a blanket. A day in which Salvanians were restless because of the peacekeepers acts and corruption. The event was full of nothing but the illuminating of darkness with each shout of the locals. More and more joined in, nothing more than Orcs.
They grow wary of useless shouting and decide to take action. They take up arms and begin attacking peacekeepers killing and eating them as if they were just wild swine. Oh no that is not enough… Just the beginning. Ragnar grows enraged and he loses his self-conscious and total mind set. Until he hears the words, those three words that changed his life forever “Flatten Dem Aul!” Ragnar had no hesitation he started killing them all.
The humans and elfs scattered into the bakery for salvation, oh but what a mistake that was. The Orcs charged in like a herd of charging bulls. Ragnar’s eyes searching the room for anything that breathes, his hands move before his mind tells him to do anything more; his hands are not his own. He swam in a pool of blood and guts by the end of it all and heard nothing but the war cry of “Glazug Votar!” and a little whimper in the corner of the room. It was but a child, an innocent little girl.
Ragnar ran towards her with no regret or mercy only a foot raised above his waist, then a slam, and another slam, and another slam. Blood spurts into his eyes but why should he stop? He raises his leg again and stomps on her limp body with his iron sabaton. The girl lays dead and so does Ragnar’s conscious. No regret, no mercy, no sorrow or pain is left for Ragnar to carry around. He is but only one thing, death.
Would you consider being a spy?:
I don't think my 12 foot orc would be to interested, but if you would have me do it then sure.
Past military experience:
I have been in many battles, I also have led a huge group of men into battle various times. I have raided castles before, and other guilds. My character has killed over 17 people RP. He also single handily took on groups of people in full iron and diamond and won.
Past criminal experience:
I have robbed and killed before, and also got a few assassin jobs
Current Occupation (Miner, Smithing etc):
Ragnar does not belong to any of these, he currently kills for his days work of minas.
Useful, Non-military Skills:
Mining and excavation, excavation is at 100 and mining at 75.
What have you heard of us IC?
Nothing i have just seen assassins before.
What have you heard of us OOC?
I see people around on forums with your signatures and such, I always wanted to belong to an assassin type branch. So I came to the guilds and found this.
What skill level do you currently hold on the following? Note, to rank past Neopyhte a skill requirement of 40 is required in one of these fields.
Swords:
0
Axemastery:
100
Archery:
0
Wrestling:
0
Preferred weapon:
Axe.
Screening Questions
ACCEPTED villain app link (Required):
Link
Also currently awaiting my Mini VA's approval for 2b.
Are you wanted in any countries?:
Probably Salvus, but I am wanted in some guilds for freeing a friend from prison and holding their leader captive.
Why do you want to join?:
My previous character was the total opposite of a villain, I wish for my Orc to be an assassin. I want to mix up the Rp experience and try this. This guild is fascinating, and has most certainly caught my eye, it looks perfect for my new character.
Define powergaming thoroughly:
power gaming is when you make other characters do something they do not want to do, for example *Ragnar punches Titus in the face knocking him out*. As you can see Ragnar did not give Titus a chance to get out of the way, or deflect the punch, but instead being immediately knocked out. Other known as powergaming.
Will you ever mention or hint the name or existence of this organization IC?
Never.
"Legal" stuff
Will you tell anyone about your association with us ever (including OOC) or reveal any amount of information about who we are or what we do? And yes this is entirely necessary
.I would never do this IC, OOC I may mention it to a friend, but only trying to get him to join this wonderful community of killers. Also I would never mention vital information about this guild or any information at all.
Do you realize that breaking any server rules may result in banishment at our discretion?
Yes.
Do you realize that revealing any information about us either IC or OOC will result in banishment and multiple contracts for your head? This may extend to a permadeath.
Yes.
Will you take multiple screenshots of all jobs related to the Dark Brotherhood?
Yes.