NTE_Killer4life

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• Temperament: choleric yet sanguine
• Hobbies: Fighting, smithing, mining, and drinking.
• Pet Peeves: Oreners, immaturity when the situation is serious, and kha.

Brummir chuckles heartily, nodding in agreement as he shouts, "Narvok oz Urguan!" 

MC Name: NTE_Killer4life

RP Name: Brummiir Ireheart

Which guild do you wish to join?: Whatever guild needs the most help.

What is your level in the aligned profession?: I am Adept in both mining and smithing.

Skype name: NTE_Killer4life

Are you able to use Teamspeak?: Yes

How long have you been playing LOTC?: I joined back in 2013. A total amount of 2 years due to the fact a year I took a break and the other year I took minibreaks. But I am back for a good long time and am done with breaks.

How many hours both week and weekend are you available?: Weekdays: From 5/6 pm to very late at night. Weekends: Tend to vary depending on what I am doing but I am more active on a weekend night than during the day

What is your timezone?: EST

MC Name: NTE_Killer4life

RP Name: Brummiir Ireheart

Skype: NTE_Killer4life

Timezone (EST, GMT, etc.): EST

Do you have Teamspeak?: Yes

What are your reasons for joining the legion?: For honor in battle

UPDATES

• Added Velwyn to Acquaintances
• Added James Succett to friends.

11 hours ago, Evocress said:

 

 

Thank you our all mighty web developers for finding the threat and updating out defences on the battlefield may we rein supreme like Oren beating the dwarves.

Ew.

Name: Brummiir Blood-Metal
Titles: None

Age: 173

Height: 4'8"

Weight: 158 lb.


:-: Personal Characteristics :-:


Birth Date: ((Character created 1/4/17))
Primary Objective: Restore the honor his father took away.
Secondary Objectives:

- = Sub objectives

To complete

[ ] Attempt to convince a rune master to give him a flesh rune.

[ ] Destroy the lass who threatened him with ghouls and frost witches.

[ ] Complete Trials to become a blooded Ireheart

-Acquire 3 human fingers [✓]

-Challenge and Duel 3 types of elves and take their weapon and belt [ 2/3 ]

-Get the bark of a Dryad [ ]

[ ] Get married

[ ] Have a son/daughter (Adopted would be fine)

Completed

[ ✓] Craft / Get a smith to craft him a weapon from a dragon tooth

[ ✓] Find someone to be with

[ ✓] Join the Dwarven Legion eventually

[ ✓] Join the clan his father was in as an effort to restore honor.

Failed

[ X ] Create Armor from the Dragon Scales he has acquired.

Reason: Donated them to his significant other.

Priorities: N/A
Motivation: Booze and Honor
Greatest Achievement: Slaying a dragon
Failures: N/A
Biggest Failure: N/A
Self-Confidence: Lots of it.
Traumas: Not being able to say good bye to his father.
Afflictions: N/A
Embarrassments: That his father tried joining a Cave Dwarf Clan for a stupid reason.
Worries: Becoming an outcast like his father
Soothers: Ale, food, and brawling.
Instigators: Witnessing executions that are similar to what was described to him of his father.

Desires: (See secondary objectives)
Wishes: That his father was still alive.
Regrets: N/A
Secrets: His father was Belrim Ireheart, aka the Shunned dwarf upon the wall of shame
Confidantes: N/A
Soft Spots: Fellow dwarves, halflings, and the helpless.
Cruel Streaks: Oreners

Musical Instrument: Voice/Drums
Quirks: N/A
Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous
Catchphrase: “DUNGRIIIIMMMM!” “Ardol-Akash!” "Arruuuu!" "Narvak Oz Dwedmar!"
Autograph: (TBA)


:-: Mental Characteristics :-:


Known Languages: Broken common and Dwarven.
Lures: Ale and brutal weapons
Manias: Fighting
Memory: He doesn’t remember much of his past.
Phobias: N/A
Savvies: Fighting, drinking, and brewing booze.
Ineptities: Complex brewing such as Alchemy
Temperament: choleric yet sanguine
Hobbies: Fighting, smithing, mining, and drinking.
Pet Peeves: Oreners, immaturity when the situation is serious, and kha's.


:-: Intellectual Characteristics :-:


Logical-Mathematical: Average
Spatial: Average level
Linguistic: Fair
Bodily-Kinesthetic: Clear and Well
Musical: Fair
Interpersonal: Fairly well
Intrapersonal: Eh, sort of.
Naturalistic: Very Well
Existential: Not all that well.


:-: Philosophical Characteristics :-:


Morality: Help the helpless, protect the weak. If bad must be done to do so, then so be it.
Etiquette: Either violently or calmly.
Attitude: Protective
Outlook on Life: Great aspect of living to fight another day.
Perception: Optimistic when it comes to fighting
Standpoint: Warrior/Average Dwarf
Philosophy: “If it can be solved with fists, so be it. If it can’t be solved with fists, find a way to.”
Political Party: Dwarven Nation / Uruguan
Taboos: Slay any of his kin

:-: Spiritual Characteristics :-:


Animal: Boar
Religion: Brathmordakin

Deity: Dungrimm
Devotion: Very enthusiastically, especially in battle.
Superstitions: Waking a man while he is sleeping brings bad luck.

Alignment: Chaotic Good
Virtues: Commitment, compassion, determination, honor, and perseverance.
Vices: Impatience, greed, anger, jealousy, and wrath. (though these only show at certain times, doesn’t mean he is all of those all of the time)


:-: Apparel :-:


Accessories: A metal spike strung by a leather string hands around his neck. (Where he got this must be found out IC)
Dress Style/Wardrobe: Usually seen wearing heavy armor accompanied with chainmail.
Equipment: One handed axe made of Dwarven steel, a Dwarven-made shield, 3 throwing axes upon his belt, a crossbow, and a flask.
Most Prized Possession: The necklace with a metal spike upon it.
Most Valuable Possession: The Tooth of a Dragon
Trinkets: N/A


:-: Social Characteristics :-:


Communication: Talking and Actions, obviously.
Criminal Record: None, but the dishonor his father brought upon his family may haunt him.
Discriminations: Oreners
Dominance: Iron-Fistedly
Ego: Not a big ego.
Emotional Stability: Strong
Expression: Speech and Actions
Humor: Dirty minded jokes and banter.
Liveliness: Average
Mannerisms: Rude at first, but can open up over time.
Patience: Impatient at times
Reputation: He may have a bad reputation if dwarves were to find out who he is related to, if they remember at all. He would have a bad reputation for those affected by Ireheart trials.
Sociability: Great
Status: Quiet
Style: Firm, yet open.


:-: Sexual Characteristics :-:

Gender: Male
Gender Role: Male
Orientation: Bisexual
First Love: Artemis Succet
Love Interests: Michael Corvin, Artemis Succet, Asfrid Grandaxe, Korolon Doomforged
Marital Status: Taken

Significant other: Michael Corvin

:-: Common :-:

Insults: “Ya foigh’ loike t’em Orener church boys!”, “Heh..Ah’ve seen betteh from t’em churchin’ choir boys. Ya migh’ know’em, t’ere from Oren.”. "Ah've 'eard betteh from a fockin poile o' rubble!"
Emotional Status: Happy
Expletives: Swearing and Insulting
Mood: Great
State of Mind: Healthy
Words: Lad, lass, lassie, laddie , etc.
Farewells: “May yeh beh as stewn”, “May th’gods watch oveh ye.”
Greetings: “ ‘lo t’ere” , “ ‘lo” , “Grettin’s”, etc.


:-: Intrapersonal Connections :-:


Immediate Family

Father: Belrim Ireheart

Mother: Lira (Tavern Wench)

Close Relatives: N/A
Distant Relatives: N/A
Ancestors: N/A

Acquaintances: Wulstag, Jorik
Allegiance: Urguan and the Ireheart clan
Allies: Any ally of the Nation of Urguan
Enemies: Bishop, Anyone that is the enemy of the Dwarven Nation.
Followers: N/A
Friends: Michael Corvin, James Succett, Maf Starbreaker, and Bastion Ireheart

Neutral:  Artemis Succett

Heroes: N/A
Inspirations: Bastion
Pets: N/A
Rivals: N/A
Role Models: Bastion
Subordinates: N/A

:-: Life Story :-:
Describe your character's story life from birth up until the present

Name-

Peprit

Race-

Halfling

Gender-

Male

Details-

Peprit is always seen wearing worn overalls with a shirt underneath it. He has straggly, yet curly hair and is always seen wearing a smile upon his face.

Skins/pictures to help me draw it-

Drawing I did of Peprit

Peprit's Skin

Character Name- Peprit

Character Age- 20

MC Name- NTE_Killer4life

Skype (Can be PMed if you wish)- NTE_Killer4life

Have you read over halfling lore?- Yup!

Tell a joke-  Why did the hobbit go to McDonalds?
To get a second breakfast.

Why can't you enter Sauron's lair?
Because there's always one Mordor.

Won't be able to make it now. Something came up

Are there any current active halflings?

Song that you'll be singing (You don't need to obligatorily tell me this one, surprise is always good :')

The Road Goes On

(and possibly the Song of Durin)

The Bard (needs to have the MC name on TS, here too! You can have multiple participants, and remember, sing live! You can do a cover, sing, anything)

NTE_Killer4life

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• Age

 Kalarynn would begin to write a letter addressing Rothesay after looking at the poster with a slight grin upon her face. "Ah've been lukin everehw'ere fer a job! T'is place sems alroight." After writing the letter, she sends it off as she sits down under a tree, leaning back against the tree in a relaxed posture, stretching out as she waits for a reply.

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• Further detail section
• Relationship
• Added "Relationships with others" section

Character Name: Kalarynn Irongut
 

Basic Information
 

Nicknames: Kal or Kally.

Age: 132

Gender: Female

Race: Dwarf

Status: Alive and healthy



Description

Height: 3’8”

Weight: 149 lb.

Body Type: Stocky

Eyes: Hazel/light brown

Hair: Cut short, a light brown.

Skin: Light pigmentation

Markings/Tattoos: Has the Iron gut clan symbol tattooed on her right bicep.

Health: Great

Personality: Playful, kind/easy going (unless interacting with a kha) , hard-working, stalwart to her kin, and is relaxed most of the time.

Inventory: A Dwarven-made flask, cooking materials, two one handed war-axes, a steel knife, and a tankard.

Further Details: She wears a diamond ring on her right hand that was given to her when Tarub proposed to her.



Life Style

Alignment: Neutral Good

Deity: Yemekar

Religion: The Brathmordakin
Job/Class: None yet

Title(s): N/A

Profession(s): N/A (though she enjoys cooking)

Special Skill(s): Able to withstand pain for a certain amount of time as she is fighting

Flaw(s): She doesn’t take insults to her clan or to herself lightly



Magic

(Started to Learn Fire evocation but hasn’t made any major progress)

Current Status:

Arch-type:

Sub-Type:

Rank:

Weakness(es):

Strength(s):

Current Spell(s):

 

Weaponry

Fighting Style: Defensive

Trained Weapon: Unarmed, and Axes.

Favored Weapon: A two handed axe

Archery: She can shoot a cross bow, but she isn’t very skilled at doing so.



Biography

Parents: Grungron Irongut

Siblings: (TBA)

Children: (Nope)

Engaged to: Tarub Grandaxe

Pet(s): Nope

Relationships with others
Opinion of other people in general: Most people are too high strung, they should learn to ease up and relax more.
Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others?: Yes for emotions. No for the opinions.
Person character most hates: Tepah
Best friend(s): She doesn't really have a best friend.
Person character goes to for advice:  Grungron
Person character feels responsible for or takes care of: N/A
Person character feels shy or awkward around: No one.
Person character openly admires: Tarub



Artwork

(TBA)

RP Information

Name: Nikolay Kolya

Age: 39

Race: Human

Allegiance (Current nation of residence): Wanderer (None)

Past Military Experience: Has been a mercenary before

None-Military Experience/Skills: First aid

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OOC information

MC Name: NTE_Killer4life

Skype Name (Used for updates, news and information): nateshotgun1 or NTE_Killer4life

Teamspeak is a required tool for battles and major events, it is recommended that you at least download it.

Do you plan to make this character one of your primary?: yes

Get a job :p Cos I don't think anyone is going to donate for a $1200 computer

Why not get a cheaper computer?

Cos that one looks pretty expensive

Nikolay nods slowly, pointing at him whilst taking a small swig from the bottle. He sets down the bottle, sighing as he swallows. "Man has very good point." He eases himself back into the seat, scratching his beard. "Am niet sure why nobles even exist considering all they can make do of is be greedier than bearded midget." He looks over at the bartender. "Are you getting more whiskey or niet?" He grunts as he returns his gaze to Julian. "So, does Julian have lady in life or niet?" Nikolay takes another swig from the bottle, emptying it as he tilts his head back. He wipes his mouth with the sleeve of his arm. "Used to have lady in life but she left me for other man." He chuckles softly to himself. "Lets just say...she and that man does niet walk realm anymore. That is what traitors get and how am deal with them." Nikolay rests his hands on his lap, falling silent.

Nikolay coughs lightly into his left arm as he calls over to the bartender, slamming down more minas onto the counter. "Eja! Need more of whiskey!" He clears his throat, crossing his arms over his chest as he takes a deep breath, slowly exhaling after holding his breath for a moment. "Niet know much of past but probably for best. Many of people disliked my previous choosing of work." He snorts, chuckling a bit. "Though those who say it kiss ground with bloody lips." He brings a hand up to his beard, scratching it lightly, the sound of the hairs scraping against his fingernails breaks the silence afterwards as he continues to speak lowly. "Am used to be mercenary, earning the coin from whomever wanted job done, even if it involved making people go to sky." At this, his thumb slides across his throat as a gesture of the meaning. After the gesture, he lets his hand return to its crossed place. "But am trying to change ways of making coin. Last time I try job for royal yakbrains did niet go so well." He slowly shakes his head, going to lift up the part of his ripped tabard that covers his back, many long and nasty scars are revealed going diagonally on his back. He releases the tabard, letting it flow back over his exposed back. "I do niet like being told to do something that I do niet want to do..so I spoke out against royals but got severe punishment for making of speaking out against royals." Nikolay recloses his arms, letting them cross over each other once more. "To make change I recently made join of guard for city of Felsen to try and serve nation as best as I can." Nikolay lightly cracks his neck, the sound filling the tavern for a brief moment. "But I do niet like the pay...it is lower than job of mercenary. Hopefully I can get more of coin when I stay in Guard for long time." Nikolay takes a deep breath, impatiently waiting for his next bottle of whiskey, tapping his gloved fingers against the wooden bar. "So Da...that is what am do for coin." His other hand tapping the empty bottle.

Nikolay brings the bottle to his lips, tilting his head back for a moment, letting the whiskey travel down his throat as he puts the parchment away. He sets the bottle down with a sigh. "Name is Nikolay... am suppose you are niet as yak brained as other people am met in travels." He chuckles to himself, scaratching his beard as he slowly relaxes his posture in the chair, easing back into it. "Make tell to me, what does Julian do for making of coin, eh?" He drinks from the bottle, emptying it as he slams it down loudly.

Nikolay chuckles softly. "If we had quarrel then you would niet remember." He lifts the bottle to his lips, taking a swig from the bottle and sets it down roughly. "What is name, fancy word man?" Nikolay pulls out a piece of crinkled parchment, his list of enemies, looking it over.

Nikolay slowly turns his head towards the man towards the corner, grunting loudly. "What does fancy word man think is so interesting, eh?" He takes his attention away from his drink, turning his body slowly in the chair towards Julian. "Make answer to me."

[OOC]

MC NAME: NTE_Killer4life

DO YOU HAVE SKYPE: (Y/N) : Yes

[IC]

NAME: Nikolay Kolya

AGE: 35

PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE (IF ANY): Have little bit of medical knowledge and used to be a mercenary but can be disciplined enough for military work.