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    Clanfather Malog'Yar; Maladem Uuthlini

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  1. The Clan Uuthlini forum post has been updated. Blueberries for everyone! Spread the word, or I'll tell your mom on you!

     

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    Clan Yar

    <O> Yar: Many years ago, the great shaman Malog raised the banner of Yar for the first time in Anthos, instating a long-running clan of wisemen and those dedicated to the worship of the spirits. Symbolised by the duhnah skhelll, the great man-eating tortoises of the desert, they revere the Ancestral spirit Yar, said to be the wisest of his clan. While Yars place great emphasis on spirituality and the attainment of wisdom, they follow the basic fundamentals of orcish life and value strength and honour; they are still orcs, and will fight ferociously alongside their brothers in other clans in times of battle. However, they must also be able to think, and discern what is wise and honorable. A Yar is also expected to have an acute awareness of the spirits, even if that particular orc does not happen to be a shaman. The Yars remember at all times that the eyes of Krug and the spirits are upon them. Whether hunting, fighting, or whatever they do, they must keep this fact in mind, and live for the spirits. Not every Yar will be a shaman. Not every Yar will become famed as some kind of great orcish thinker, but every Yar can bring some honor to the orc for whom the clan was named by exercising wisdom to the best of his or her ability. “Wisdom is born of a strong mind. It is more practical than philosophy, agh goes beyond mere knowledge. It is the ability for right living, common sense, wit, resolution of life’s problems, agh success beyond material gain. Gruk for latself, but heed the blahings of those more experienced with the respect agh consideration due them. Learn from life, agh apply latz learning in a way that means something.” -The Contemplations of Malog, V1 \o/ Culture: Seven Pillars of Honor: Strength Valor Boldness Contentment Wisdom Forthrightness Discipline Seven Pitfalls of Dishonor: Weakness Irresolution Cowardice Avarice Thoughtlessness Duplicity Complacency Branding: Upon initiation into the Yar clan, and following completion of three trials presented by one or more elders, new members are branded with the image of the duhnah skhelll. The initiate must then swear his allegiance to the clan as he sacrifices an animal: “Mi zwayr mi eturnul allejunze tu da Yar klan. Mi zwayr tu lib bai da klan law kode, agh tu walk en da wizdum agh onur ob Yar. Zhud mi ebur bitray da klan, mi wull bi kurz’d tu hab mi bluud zpill’d az diz animul. Mi wull bi flat’d en helplezznezz agh dizonur!” Translation: “I swear my eternal allegiance to the Yar clan. I swear to live by the clan law code, and to walk in the wisdom and honor of Yar. Should I ever betray the clan, I will be cursed to have my blood spilled as this animal. I will die in helplessness and dishonor!” Sacrifices: As is common among orcs, the Yar clan performs sacrifices. These are often at special occasions, but sometimes just for the sake of sacrificing. The sacrifices take two forms: blood offerings and grain offerings. Blood Offerings These are offerings of living creatures. Humans, elves, kharajyr, and dwarves. Livestock. Grain Offerings These are burnt offerings of wheat or any other form of produce. It has been a custom in Malog’s family for generations to burn herbs in honor of Yar. Traditionally these herbs are gathered from Dwarven territory as the herbs Yar himself sought on the day of his death. Bones: In the Yar Clan, bones are sacred as a symbol of structure, integrity and uprightness. The removal of bones as a Yar Clan punishment is a means by which the Yars communicate a lacking of these traits in the offender. Adornment: Due to the symbolic nature of bones within the clan, it is a practice among the Yars to adorn themselves with the bones of fallen enemies or of beasts slain in hunts, be it by simply hanging them from their person or by fashioning piercings thereof. They are also strongly encouraged to represent the Yar clan in battle by painting their faces and/or bodies with the clan colors: black and white. Sounding of the Horn: The Horn of Yar is an important relic in Yar culture. It is sounded at any event deemed significant enough. This can include religious gatherings, feasts, battle, or even just the birth of a new cub into the clan. The horn, as many have seen, is massive, and can be easily heard for miles outside of the capitol. See “Important Links” at the bottom of this post for links to the Yar Clan’s more interesting traditions. <<<D Law: The giving of the law, as originally told in Anthos: Malog’s head was boiling over with frustration. He needed to clear his mind. Nux’Ugluk’s decision to side with the Kaxils enraged him to no end. He decided to go out to the desert and meditate, “Purhapz da zpirutz wull gib mi guidenze,” he thought. As he sat atop a large dune, he peered down at an adolescent scaddernak scurrying over to a small cave. The beast was not fully grown yet, but was still easily big enough to kill a small group of Uruks. The cave’s entrance instantly snapped shut on the encroaching scaddernak, severing both of its pincers and three of its left legs. The creature lay helpless with half its legs gone, as a hulking mass shifted out of the sand. The sand gave way to a massive shell, and what seemed to be a cave proved to be a mouth. When the dust cleared, an enormous tortoise nearly the size of a modest gatehouse stood looming over the crippled scaddernak. The words “Duhnah skhelll” passed Malog’s lips as he watched in amazement. The duhnah skhelll lifted one of its tremendous legs, and smashed its prey. It then proceeded to swallow the scaddernak whole. Malog took this as a sign from the spirits, and hurried back to Gronkkston. He gathered his supporters from within the Ugluk clan, and told them what he saw. He then told them about his ancestor, Yar, a wise and powerful shaman. He had decided that if he couldn’t regain the Ugluk clan, he’d lead his followers away from the dangerous path down which that clan was being led. He had decided to lead them down the path of wisdom; the path of honor. He blew the great bronze horn he’d previously constructed atop the massive hill near Gronkkston, announcing the formation of the Yar clan. After blowing the horn, Malog then spoke forth the law code of the Yar Clan: ~ In order to ensure the Yar Clan did not stray from the path of honor, ten laws were set in place for the clan to uphold. ~ Do not kill your fellow orc unprovoked or outside of an agreed-upon klomp, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not consume the flesh of your fellow orc, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not steal from your fellow orc, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not free your fellow orc’s slave, nor enslave your fellow orc, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not practice the magic of the pink skin, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not disrespect your fellow orc or his property, especially an orc in authority over you. This includes challenging the Wargoth or Chieftain without legitimate reason, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not live amongst the pink skin, to dwell in their cities, nor to walk in their ways, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not speak the language of the pink skin, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not take the pink skin as your lifemate, for such is an abomination to Krug. Do not worship the gods of the pink skins, for such is an abomination to Krug. ~ Failure to comply by the laws of Clan Yar will result in the following: ~ Harrowing: Any orc who breaks a clan law but is still considered redeemable may be exiled to a dangerous land for a period of time. He may either be sent into the deserts without any food or tools, or into known enemy territory. Should the accused return alive, his crimes are completely forgiven, and he is welcomed back as a brother. Beheading: This is your average beheading. The head is then piked in a public place with a sign indicating the offender's name and whitewashed status. Heart Removal: An orc who commits a particularly heinous offence is restrained while his beating heart is cut from his chest. The heart is then piked in a public area with a sign indicating the offender's name and whitewashed status. Deboning: This punishment, due to its gruesome nature, is reserved primarily for the most repugnant crimes. The only exception to this rule is towards non-orcs, who may experience this fate merely at the whim of the clan leader. An orc, however, must commit a severe atrocity to suffer this punishment. The accused is restrained while his bones are broken and removed from his body. The bones are then piled up and burned in a desecration ceremony. >>> <<< Yar Clan Chants: Blessed of Yar Shout unto Krug, Blessed of Yar! Throughout the Uzg, Bear it far; The glorious name! Glory to Yar! His wisdom will reign! Glory to Yar! Harvest Life is toil; Life is pain. Till the soil; Wait for rain. Blood coats plow, Workers groan. Harvest now Flesh agh bone! Raise the Luzk Raise the luzk! Shout aloud! Bare latz tusks! Make Krug proud! Bodies sever From their spirits! they'll forever Dread agh fear us! Cubs’ Chant Chant to the Wargoth, leading us to glory. Chant to the Choppers, on the battlefield. Chant to the Trappers, in the burning desert. Chant to the Workers, pounding steel. We are the Yar cubs, builders of the future, Agh we the Yar cubs swear to lat; Loyal devotion! Fearless devotion! Agh to klomp until we’re flat! Chant to the faithful members of the Yar Clan. Chant to the Skhelll lethality. Chant to the Yar Clan; ever wise and mighty! Clan of wisdom agh victory! <(*)> Important Links: Shrunken Heads: Bone Trees: Bone Gavels: Bone Singing (Throat Singing): Yar Clan Runes: Yar Funerary Rites: The Horn of Yar: Story of Yar: Information on the Duhna Skhelll can be found here under “Orcish Wildlife”
  3. As far as I can recall, I’ve never witnessed your villain rp, so I obviously can’t comment on its quality or whether you were at fault, but I can say this. While there are certainly more than enough poor villain rp’ers on lotc, for most people, the quality of any specific villain’s rp is irrelevant. If Tolkien himself could rise from the grave, join lotc, and play a villain with the full eloquence and richness of his writing, there would still be someone accusing him of poor villain rp. There are people who’ll say that no matter how good your rp is, because it’s not really about the rp to some people. It’s about getting their own way in every rp scenario. I don’t do much villainy rp these days myself, but that’s mostly because I don’t have the energy to deal with people who throw tantrums whenever something bad happens to their characters. Don’t get me wrong. Obviously, sometimes a villain’s rp is just bad, and everyone from time to time has a bad attitude about rp not going their way; but it seems to me like it’s very commonly just a line people try to hide behind in hopes that they can escape consequences or negative experiences for their characters. Anyway +1
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  5. Maladem Uuthlini, upon hearing news of war, opens up his prayer book and makes supplication to Jiub the Strong, “Stalwart Jiub, make me strong. May I never cower, nor shrink away, but face foe and fear alike. May I never not scorn peril, nor flee from hardship. May I never doubt myself, nor my kin, nor my Ancestors. Oh Iron ‘Ker, set our people on a bedrock foundation. Make our armor hard as obsidian, and our spirits solid as onyx. Make us unassailable by siege or subterfuge. May armies fail against us, and heretics flee before us. Make us mighty in battle and firm in faith.” He then glances suspiciously around, wondering if some random eavesdropper somehow managed to hear him from whatever far-flung corner of Arcas, as it seems to be a common power, even among those possessing no magical aptitude.
  6. OOC Username: Catarrh Discord (example#0000): Catarrh#5549 Timezone: EST Roleplay Name: Maladem Uuthlini Age: 180 Race: Dark Elf Desired Role: Amiable
  7. Well, it's a giant tortoise, so pretty easily, but they're not likely to, unless someone just insists on sticking their leg in the creature's shell for some reason. I included the bit about their bite more as an explanation of how they defend themselves if someone is determined to badger them, but it's not meant to be a likely occurrence since it shouldn't be too likely that people will reach into the shell of a large, scared animal. Like Sainthood says, it would take a pretty stupid person to make that happen, since they're not aggressive creatures.
  8. The Arcasian Emperor Tortoise (source for art: https://deepskystudios.com/project/portland-concept-art-production-design-services/ ) Brief summary, habitat, and origins: A species of large tortoise native to the savannas of Arcas. Totally mundane origins. Temperament: The Arcasian Emperor Tortoise is generally docile, but defensive in temperament. More-or-less what you’d expect of a tortoise. Description: Herbivorous and generally not aggressive, the Arcasian Emperor Tortoise’s first response to danger is to retreat into its iron-hard shell. Should this fail, the Emperor Tortoise possesses a set of powerful jaws, ideal for severing the hands of fools who refuse to respect the sanctity of its protective home. In general, however, this tortoise is docile, with the exception of competing males forced to share territory. In such cases, the males can become aggressive toward each other and even attack one another, sometimes resulting in serious injury. Commonly, one will even try to flip the other over on its back and leave it there to die of thirst and starvation. As a tortoise, the Emperor Tortoise is long-lived and grows throughout its life. Living upwards of 200 years, the Emperor has plenty of time to reach awe-inspiring sizes. Most adults grow to be roughly eight to ten feet long and four to five feet wide. There are some, though, which grow as large as a modest house (roughly 13 blocks long, 9 wide, and 6 high). A common method of determining the age of these tortoises is by judging their size and the abundance of scars upon their shells; many male tortoises will engage in fights over territory, and may inflict scars upon each other’s shells and limbs. In the wild a tortoise may not be sexually mature or capable of producing fertile eggs until 15 to 20 years of age. In captivity, should one seek to keep them captive for whatever reason, sexual maturity can be achieved from approximately 8 or 10 years of age. Their coloration varies between shades of gray, brown, or beige. Their diet consists mainly of grass and bushes, though the largest of them have been known to crane their necks into the trees, even chomping down whole branches at times. In addition to their usual diet, they also commonly swallow stones to aid in digestion. As all tortoises, the Arcasian Emperor is extremely slow, moving at a steady, even gate across its arid home. The females tend to lay and bury large clutches of eggs, many of which are likely to fall prey to various predators. Their natural predators include wild dogs, badgers, and occasionally wild pigs which at times dig up their tasty eggs. Wolf packs and other large pack predators, from time to time, manage to take down the more average-sized adults. Those which make it to the more colossal sizes tend to be too large for anything short of proper monsters. Red Lines: - They’re slow. - They’re not combative/aggressive, though they are wary. - Can’t swim. - General tortoise limitations. Authors: Catarrh, DarkSainthood, BebbZ
  9. The frigid air stung his skin as he entered the frozen wastes of southern Atlas. Malog remembered hearing of such a place on his previous pilgrimage, but had only just now traveled there. The biting winds, the pelting sleet, the bleak, sunless sky. It was clear to the ancient shaman that this land was one of bitter misery and anguish; a glimpse into the icy heart of Krathol himself. This would be the next stop on his campaign for the Great Vulture. For hours upon hours, he toiled in the snow, bare-chested and shoe-less. He endured the hateful cold of this perpetual winter, driven only by sheer devotion. At last, he gazed upon his latest monument before beginning his return to the Uzg to attend to the needs of his people.
  10. Few places are more infamously inhospitable than the desert, and many unworthy souls have suffered slow, agonizing deaths in such places. True, the firelands far to the south where Malog made his long pilgrimage are far worse, but the desert remains harsh and cruel to the unprepared. It was for this reason the old Clanfather sought out a high dune, totally exposed to the scorching winds and oppressive sun for his next shrine to Krathol.
  11. Not long after the Clanfather Malog’Yar returns to the Uzg, burned and scarred from his pilgrimage to the firelands in the south, a strange new shrine appears in front of the capital. At the foot of the totem, a bed of coals smolders, where Malog can be found standing regularly, offering up his own pain as a gift to Krathol. Soon after that, Malog rallies a hunting band to fetch an offering for the spirit of suffering. In the hills near the city, the group finds a herd of wild cattle. Malog hurls his spear at a young cow in the back, weakening it for the two young cubs, Malohk and Thorn, to kill while he and a mighty olog known as Durr’Lak handle the primary business; the bull of the herd. With ferocious brutality, the two bludgeon the beast into submission, and drag it back alive as the first offering to the eerie new totem. As a token of thanks, Malog invites Durr to take one of the horns as a gift for Laklul.
  12. This happened months ago, but Malog found a big volcanic region, and built a shrine there to Krathol, then decided to live there for a long time, sustaining permanent damage to his own body simply in the name of the pain spirit. He even wrote a book about it, and left it at the shrine.
  13. I got to be in this podcast

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