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What is your name? Viktor Tozneiv. What race are you? I am raevir How old are you? **** me, am almost 30. Where does time go? What is your gender? Am man. Do you bear allegiance to any nation or organisation? If so, which?: Eh. I have relations but do niet hold any oathes to which I am bound. Why do you wish to join the Vigil? What is it you wish to achieve here? I am just looking for place to relax, learning bit more of what spooky magic world is like would just be bonus. Do you know magic? If yes, state which kind of magic and how long you have been learning / practicing (in elven days/weeks/months/) Eh. Da. Learning of mind strength ((telekinesis)) since... I do niet know. While ago? If you answered no to the previous question, do you wish to learn magic as an apprentice of the Vigil? What role do you wish to fulfill in the guild? A mage, a mage shield, a mageshadow or other, specialty role that you think you could fufill: Ehhhhh. Was thinking I could just come talk to people, buy you folk some drinks. Relax. Enjoy company of others. I am on vacation from merchant business. What skills do you possess that make you think you could adequately fulfill this role? I have much money. Ish. Enough money for drinks, da. What value or moral do you hold closest to your heart? Eh. I... Like coin. Coin is good, coin and learning thing. Book is good. I enjoy book. How far would you go in the pursuit of knowledge? I would. Pay money. For book. The Vigil is a family of adventurers and scholars. Are you prepared to be a part of that family? Da, as long as you folk are niet all spook vlag and are good. Then da, would like you folk. OOC SECTION Mc name: TrooperX40 Skype name (can be pmd if you prefer): Trooperx40 How long have you been on the server? Two years or so. If you are a mage, did you genuinely train and acquire your magical knowledge in game, or gain magic through your backstory? Viktor began learning telekinesis from Heial the Wanderer about a month or so ago, Has been training since. Final note I'm not gonna be active till 3.5.5, you know, because the fringe is really stale and such.

My league username is X40, my skype is TrooperX40. Gotta get me on skype to get me on league, usually. Adddddd meeeeeeee

"55 MINA!!" the raevir pipes up again, flailing his arms about wildly.

"20 MINA!" he shouts once more. It would appear the beardless raevir is quite serious about his bid. Perhaps he is buying it for a very bearded friend?

"20 MINA!" shouts a beardless raevir.

Enjoy your vacation, man.

Ex-Bossman Tozneiv sits by the counter, nodding to Ben, "I will reach to contacts. See if can get supply from them."

Bossman Tozneiv lets out a tired sigh, "Is so much more to speak of than just this... But is place to start," he nods before returning to his office and his work.

Somewhere one of Damen's millions of bastards continues to not know who his father is.

"How is town defended? Is it part of good Oren?" Bossman Tozneiv stops to ask, the ring of many coins jingling from his various pockets.

"Oh for sake of ****," Bossman Tozneiv mutters as he rips down a single flyer. "More of spooky ****? First skulls and carving and now this? If Speakerman is so scary how come he only show up in night to deface town and drag in old dug up corpse?! Spook speakerman should show of self so we can make hanging of him already."

Bossman Tozneiv hurriedly sends out a messenger to this man.

*A new, smaller post is slapped up just below its larger brother.* The Trade Town of Kaphro is now looking to hire an experienced and loyal soldier to act as the personal guard for a high priority member of town! Inquire by stopping by town or by sending a messenger! Food, housing, armor, weapons, and housing will all be provided! What an amazing deal!

-Advertisements are slapped up against random billboards across Oren.- The Humble Trade Town of Kaphro Introduction Ah, the Humble Town of Kaphro! Bustling once again, as always! Over by the odd-looking eyesore of a tower you see Viktor, fondly referred to everyone as ‘Bossman’, reprimanding the quiet serving girl Elizabeth on many magical cures one can derive from the essence of potatoes! See Viktor for any business-stuff! In the Tavern you hear a roar of laughter. The peasant men, including the Chorster Brothers and the drunkards, Gregor and Brutur, make jokes about which of them was most likely to seduce the Princess. In the corner you see Marcellus, the pious masked mage-hunter in charge of the town’s protection, mumbling to Kincaid and Icerit about being certain the palisade had spikes on it ‘just long enough to please a maid’. Job Listings Guardsmen We need Guards! Even though we've certainly never had any issues with any sort of bandits or necromancers, we think it's important to keep up appearances! We aren't responible for any on-the-job injuries. Salesmen Salesmen (and I guess elves, if they behave), are of course a very important part of any trade society. As a result, becoming a salesman earns you one sack of potatoes! You’ll also receive a commission for what you sell! Isn’t that wonderful?! Farmers Here in our mushroom-ridden land, the soil is infertile, and some may consider it even poisonous! Not to mention we’re pretty sure our irrigation water is just the runoff from Oren’s towns! As a result, we are hiring anyone who can hold a hoe, because here we believe in giving everyone a fair chance! Lumberjacks Wood! We like wood, you like wood, and I’m sure you would like to cut some wood! Careful though, most of our axes are pretty rusty, so be careful! It might break and then you might cut yourself, and I’m pretty sure we don’t have the medical training to fix that! Miners Everyone knows that since too much minas was magically created by the skygods, the entire economic function they were supposed to serve has been completely destroyed. Therefore, iron is where it’s at! And for iron, we need miners! Dwarves will have required periodic beard inspections. Tradesmen Blacksmiths, potters, masons, architects, carpenters, tailors, and men and women of all sorts of trades; we need money! If you like putting things together and selling them, we can help you with that, so long as you pay the outrageous potato tax! Location The Humble Trade Town of Kaphro is located just down the road towards Oren from the Fringe Portal (Cave). Just step off the temple platform and turn left! At the end of the tunnel there’ll be a sign pointing out the directions from there! Free mug of ale for every first-timer!

Bossman Viktor waves his hand in the air joyously, "Remove Spookmen! Remove Spookmage! Remove Skullrascal! May Godanistan bless the mission of these folk!"

From the crowd an almost well-dressed raveir beings shouting, "I will pay 600 mina! And extra 200 if slave is of satisfaction!"

An older man in ragged clothes stands and moves towards the center of the room. His features tired and worn. Gaze wandering past faces and over walls. "My name is Richmond Valesmark," he begins, "Or, Richmond Volaire I suppose..." "I witnessed the... occurance, the end of it... Anyway. From what I saw two Festinian ministers charged through the door, the door into my family's manor. From the range I stood I did not notice what exactly was happening I heard the screams of my mother... Of who we know did not survive these monster's brutatlity. I ran as fast as I could, only to see the duo Ventios and Nym chanting and attempting to slay my brothers and sisters, my family. I always had doubts in those two.. I once followed Ventios to his manor next to Vekaro, where he talked with shady people I now know as criminals... And now that I've heard from my family what plans they found, all the pieces have fallen into place..." his voice trails off. "They worked with Orenians... and I can testify that they did attack my family... And spill our blood... Blessings from above that my nephews and brother still draw breath... While I did not bare witness to the plans for this Silverblade 'incident' as so described, I can make a legitimate claim that they tried to have a revolution in Festina and worked with our enemy, Oren." "My family did not deserve this..." he finishes slowly, only returning to his place after a long second of silence.

Name: Viktor Tozneiv ((Mc name)): TrooperX40 Experience (Brief): Very little. Stab enemy, farm crop. ((Skype name)): TrooperX40 Do you have loyalties to any other groups or orders: Da, Order of Pale Crescent. Rank (Ex: Unoathed, builder, cook): Unoathed

Name: Viktor Tozneiv Race: Human Age: 19 Nationality: Raevir Ambition: I wish to defend kingdom against spookman and mage-folk. Spread will of Godan. Skills: I stab with bardi, I harvest crop.

Yus, hullo girl. Love you too, yus.

((Colors were bein' weird.)) OOC Information MC Name: TrooperX40 Have you read and fully understood Kharajyr lore?:Yes, I would like to think so. Have you read and fully understood the Kharajyr application rules?: Yes. Do you understand and accept that the Kharajyr application team may revoke this application in the future if they deem it necessary?: I do. Do you agree to both follow and uphold Kharajyr lore throughout your time in the Kharajyr?: I do intend to, yes. Tell us one unique fact about Kharajyr lore, culture or history that you know.(We will check for plagiarism!): That a Kharajyr faces five trials at the age of fifteen, four known beforehand, and one of which is secretive in nature. IC Information RP Name (This includes your character’s prefix): Kitten Korthe Character Sub-race: Kha’Cheetra Character appearance (Including age and gender): A male, Cheetra kitten the age of two with tan fur and a speckling of deep black spots. What is the personality of your character like?: Starting as a kitten, so literal blank slate here. Biography (If you are applying as a kitten, please only state the name of your parents/siblings) Ja’Raska - Father S’Janehsi - Mother Cub Mosan - Sibling Kitten Brake - Sibling Character’s ambitions within the Kharajyr: Unknown as of now due to aforementioned literal blank slate-iness, though I suspect it will be to serve Metzli knowing how important faith is. Character’s strengths/weaknesses: Subject to typical Cheetra subtype traits and tradeoffs: Fast, but not as strong or hardy as others. Other pros and cons are yet to be known due to said character being a kitten. Please provide a screenshot or 3D render of your character’s skin: http://imgur.com/ntpXPQj Situational Roleplay Questions ((The problem with this is that I have no idea how my character will turn up, so if this is a test of character I will have certainly failed.)) 1. You are heading home from a successful hunting trip when a group of three heavily armoured humans jump out from behind a tree and start demanding the surrender of your catch over to them. Each man has a sword drawn and they are gradually pacing towards you... How does your character react? Korthe tenses. Each step one of the men take forward mark times the relatively scrawny Kha backs up. His mind races. His heart becomes a heavy, fevered drumming that oppresses the rattle of advancing armor and the howl of wind, leaving only the scent of adrenaline and a single burning notion. He abandoned his catch, shamefully, as a greater intention to survive brought him onto to four legs and propelled him recklessly away, leaving only the laughter of triumphant iron-caged ‘apes’ behind. 2. You arrive at the temple of Metztli only to see one of your closest friends stealing the sacred blue gems from the altar, a most unholy act for a Kharajyr. How does your character react? It was not a logical occurrence. All knew the importance of such gems, their meaning, their worth, but to take from Metzli was an outrageous thought. It was she who had blessed them and cared for them, to do anything to anger her was a truly horrifying notion, and so, with a fleet start Korthe took to running. He was not a hammer, he was not a blade, and he’d not the heart to hold responsibility for what should come if he approached his apparent friend. He was a bell, ringing loudly and gathering fellows so that the responsibility might fall upon the shoulders of a stronger-backed Kha. 3. You are in the Cloud Temple when a stout, angry little dwarf begins yelling highly racist terms towards you at the top of his lungs. Although unarmed, the dwarf continues to yell after he makes eye contact with you. How does your character react? Korthe was, of course, quite offended. The foul words that sputtered from the belligerent half-man’s mouth were notably less dreadful than the way he spun Metzli’s name into his string of half-sane drivel. It was heresy made audible, and it rested like a rotted carcass within Korthe’s gut; it was sickening. He glared back at the fool, the sound of his claw’s clicking against the stone ground slowly drowned out the dwarf’s shouts, hollers, insults, and gestures. He struck out. Kicking the small ape’s legs out from under it with a single adrenaline-powered, rage-propelled strike. It yelped, tumbled about, and rolled down the top of the staircase it preached from with a series of tumbling thuds. It attracted attention, and Korthe was quick to make his leave. 4. Fire has broken out over the jungle city and you can hear the screaming of two Kha’ nearby. As you go investigate, you notice that one of your friends and the Tlatlanni’s white-furred child have gotten themselves trapped in opposite ends of a burning building. The roof creaks above you, if you were to get involved, you would only have time to save one before the building collapsed. How does your character react? He panicked. Loyalty to both the Tlatanni and his friend turned to a screeching debate within his own head that grew louder and louder with each passing second. He froze. His heart and mind seemed to grow ten-fold in weight, bringing him down and anchoring him to the ground as fire-swept forward and the very real screams of his fellow Kha rose sharply, before dying down entirely. Korthe simply collapsed, helplessly.

If pvp is made the default what does that mean for me as a dread knight?