NTE_Killer4life

It has been a month

(OOC)
MC Name (Alts too): NTE_Killer4life
Skype (PM me if preferred): NTE_Killer4life
Have you been banned before?: Never
How long have you been on the server?: Almost a year now.
Will you be active (Helping out is a must) as a Scion?: As long as I am well informed of events/meetings ahead of time I will be plenty active.
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(IC)
Name? ((Name of character joining)): Tobias Ougroth
Race?:    Human
Age:    30
By joining, you agree not to involve yourself in any racial war, unless approval has been given by the Head Scion, do you acknowledge this?: I agree not to involve myself in any racial war, you have my word.
What Sect would you like to be a part of? (War Scholar Labor): I will be apart of the war section.
What profession have you committed yourself to? (Plugin profession): Lumberjack/Farmer
Are you a fighter? (Its okay not to be!): If I am fighting against dark beings I will gladly fight alongside others. I would also like to add that I am willing to be a medic. 
Are you wanted in any Nation at this current moment?: I do not think so.
If yes, please clarify why (Or ask for a private talk):

Character Name: Aggu'Lak

Nicknames: N/A

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Race: Uruk

Status: Alive and well

Description

Height: 8' 7"

Weight: 300 lb.

Body Type: Massive and Muscular

Eyes: Red

Hair: Black

Skin: Black

Markings/Tattoos: He has a very large scar going down his right bicep. Red blood markings can be seen on parts of his upper body and the upper part of his thighs.

Health: He is very healthy.

Personality: He is violent most of the time and easily angered. He thinks the only way to solve a dispute/problem is with his bare hands or his cleaver.

Inventory: He wears a dark Loin Cloth held up by gold colored rings, and he carries an Iron cleaver with him.

Further Details: He will not hesitate to attack anyone who angers him.

Life Style

Alignment*: Neutral Good

Deity*:  Laklul

Religion:  Laklul

Alliance/Nation/Home:

Job/Class: N/A

Title(s): N/A

Profession(s): N/A

Special Skill(s): Aggu has a high resistance to pain. It would be very difficult for someone to subdue this Uruk in battle.

Flaw(s): He acts before thinking.

Weaponry

Fighting Style: He tries to intimidate his opponent, then he charges at them and tries to deal as much damage as he can in a small amount of time. (In other words he does not care for defense very much, mostly offense.)

Trained Weapon: He knows how to use mostly one handed weapons.(Cleaver, mace, sword, hammer.)

Favored Weapon: His favorite weapon is his Iron Cleaver, but above all his favored weapon is his own two hands.

Archery: None

Biography

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: Unknown

Children: Unknown

Extended Family: Unknown

Pet(s): None

He keeps role play interesting and I think he would make a fine Et member. +1

*Tobias screams as the pain washes over him, he falls to the ground. He was in the midde of praying. Sweat dribbles down his face, he takes deep breaths, trembling. "Wh-what is this pain...?"

Character Name:   Tobias Ougroth
 

Nicknames:  Toby
 

Age: 30
 

Gender: Male
 

Race: Human
 

Status: DEAD

Description: He wears a black cloak and hood with red trim. Underneath his cloak is chain mail to protect his body.
 

Height: 6' 2"
 

Weight: 143 lbs.
 

Body Type: Broad shoulders, muscular upper body.
 

Eyes: Blue
 

Hair:  Light Brown
 

Skin: Light
 

Markings/Tattoos: He has a very large black Eye Of Iblees Tattoo on the large majority of his chest, and right bicep. Many scars riddle his back, it looks as if he was whipped severally.
 

Health: Dead as a door nail.
 

Personality:  He is kind when he wants to be and sometimes very sensitive and emotional. 
 

Inventory: Several bags line his belt from underneath his cloak.

First Aid bag: Full of herbs and items that is used for minor injuries or wounds.

Food bag: Full of fresh foods.

​Miscellaneous bag: A bag full of random stuff that he finds useful.  

Belt: He has 2 weapons on his belt. A plan kitchen knife, and an iron short sword.

Cloak (Inside): An ornate iron dagger lays in a pocket on the inside of his cloak.

Further Details: Even if someone spits at him and shouts at him he will keep a calm expression and tone. When he is going to die or thinks it is the end he may utter dark poetry randomly.

Life Style

Alignment*: Chaotic Evil

Deity*: Iblees
 

Religion: Faith of Iblees
 

Alliance/Nation/Home: Lives on a homestead
 

Job/Class: N/A
 

Title(s): N/A
 

Profession(s): Lumberjack/Farmer
 

Special Skill(s): He is very persuasive.
 

Flaw(s): He lets his emotions get in the way of his actions.


Weaponry
 

Fighting Style: He will look for weaknesses in an opponent's form and exploit it and try to move as quickly as he can.
 

Trained Weapon[s]: 1 handed Sword, shield, 2 handed sword, and a knife/dagger.
 

Favored Weapon: His favored weapon is a plain knife.
 

Archery: He has little skill in Archery.

Biography
 

Parents: Derok Ougroth [Dead](Father) [Dead]Mother is unknown
 

Siblings: Unknown
 

Children: None
 

Extended Family: None
 

Pet(s): None

Name: Tobias Ougroth

Race and Sub race: Human

Age: 28

Are you willing to die for both the Creator, and The Decterum: Yes

Are you a citizen of Oren: No. I have no home.

Military Experience(None Needed): I have fought before, but never was it against or in the military.

~ OOC ~

MC Name: NTE_Killer4life

What is your Skype (If you don't have one, are you able to make one?): NTE_Killer4life

Do you have TeamSpeak (Required for battles/events): Yes

Will you be able to make this your main character: Yes.

Application:

-=OOC=-

MC name: NTE_Killer4life

Age: 14

Skype; NTE_Killer4life

Timezone: Eastern time zone

-=Rp=-

Character name: Tobias Ougroth

Race: Human

Age:28

Gender: Male

Reason for joining: I want to be able to work for a company so I can actually make money so I may be able to pay for my well being, such as food and ale. I want to work for yhe company so I actually have a purpose in this world.

Skill & level: Blacksmith level: Bungling

::OOC::

MC Name: NTE_Killer4life

Did you ever have a character with magic?: Not for a long period of time, but yes.

Are you aware the rules of Magic: I have, but I have long forgotten them.h) 

Skype: NTE_Killer4life

::IC::

Name:

Age: Bilkk Grandaxe

Gender: Male

Race: Dwarf

What would you like to learn?: Fighting Techniques

Which Class(es) are you enrolling for?: Hunter class

I would be willing to fill this position, message me if I can.

 Mc Name:NTE_Killer4life

Name:Barrin Bloodshield

Age: 253

Years of experience: 20

How do you treat a patient who is bleeding out: Find some sort of clean cloth, then apply pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding. If all methods to stop bleeding fail then grab a belt and perform a turniqet to stop the bleeding.

How do you treat a burn: 1st degree burn: Run cold water over the burn, do not rub ant type of compounds onto the burn. 2nd degree burn: Run under cold water then dry and bandage. 3rd degree burn: Submerge the burned area in cold water for 5 minutes. Then Wrap the burn in a dry clean cloth

What do you use to sedate a patient: Dwarvish whiskey

I think swearing on LOTC has gotten out of hand. I mean, swearing is okay on LOTC as long as its tasteful. But I have witnessed outrageous swearing during raids and I was thinking...what if I was an influential kid playing LOTC at a young age and then started repeating the stuff i see on LOTC? I know this is the internet and your going to see this stuff. But there is a way for people to filter this stuff out or stop swearing distastefully. This is just my way of thinking and what is on my mind about this topic.

I think it would be nice if there was a date of the event, this sounds like a blast.

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(cant keep on updating)

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((I was going to apply, but I thought against it))

I know you probably never heard of me.. but I would very much like to be gifted that amazing game, I would be very grateful.

MC Name: NTE_Killer4life

Timezone: EST

IC

Name: Barrin Bloodshield

Race (And clan, if Dwarven): Cave Dwarf        Clan: Bloodshield

Do you swear never to betray the guild and its secrets? If so, do you recognize the punishment for this offence is severe?:

"Ah swear neveh tu betray teh guild an' ets secrets." "Ah recognoize det teh puneshmen' es severe."

Do you swear to abide the laws of our host Kingdom of Urguan and follow its laws, and not to do anything with malicious intent to it and its members?:

"Ah swear tu aboid tu teh laws uff Uruguan and fellew dem and nut du anyt'ing melecious inten' tu et an' ets membehs."

Reason for joining (Make this a paragraph): "Eveh sence ah wos eh yung lad ah alweys wos interested en alchemeh. Meh creative moind neds ti beh fed wit' sum alchemeh su ah cen kep meh 'ands buseh. Plos ah remember w'en ah wos eh yung lad an' teh alchemeh guild wos es gud es gud cen beh... ah wesh ti see et restored tu ets formeh gloreh." "Dat... es meh reasun fer joinin' an' meh wey uff t'inkin." 

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*replies to the letter. "Ah well perticepet en t'is  cumpetetion."   *Continues to reply to the letter. " "Et wuldbeh gud eff yeh culd gev meh derections tu w'er dis well beh tekin plece."

*Belrim Ireheart reads the paper, his crying stops for a while, utter silence is all that is heard. He begins to talk to himself. "Hrm..... dis es efectien meh tu gretleh..."  *He sighs. "Ah guess... ah shuld git out uff meh 'ome sun....es sun as ah slep fer aeh bet..." *Belrim curls up onto his bed and covers himself with the blanket, crying softly as he drifts off to sleep.  

((Tomorrow I will get back to roleplaying Belrim))

*Belrim Ireheart Hastily writes a note and slides i through the door, its labeled "For Zahrer"   It reads, "Dear Zahrer afteh eaten dis fewd ah em felin a bit betteh.... bot.. ah mus' ask yeh fer a faveh... ah well send ye eh boird lateh un w'en meh heart ache stups..."  Signed Belrim Ireheart

*Belrim Ireheart takes the plate of food and ale with trembling hands, he slowly eats the food, tears still dripping from his eyes. Eating can be heard along with the sipping of ale. Belrim continues to hug the painting of his wife, he rocks back and forth in a beetle position , eating food and drinking ale.

((Dude... not cool...))

~SNIP~

*Belrim Ireheart taps his foot impatiently. "Ah em growin' vereh empatient...."