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Stor Vuiller would like to see a semiautonomous Office of Public Defenders for the proper training and payment of litigators to uphold the rights of indigent defendants. He makes these desires known to his Uncle.

Dear GOD, guide my pen as You have guided my hammer. Your gift unto man is the power of creation, let me use it wisely that I might better the world. Just as You put the heat into the flame, so too place Your love into my heart.

There is a myth I have heard time and again spoken about the nature of holiness. I heard it said that for one to be holy, for one to find peace in this life, and attain a goodly standing in the next, there are only two paths. The first is to draw nearer to power, that he who is more powerful is thus nearer to the Throne of GOD. Only great warriors, heroes, kings, and leaders shall truly be regarded well in the skies, just as those who leave their marks upon the states in the world of the living are better remembered than the humble, so too must the same apply in the skies. The second is to draw away from power, from life itself, and drown oneself in nothing but His Word. A life of pious monasticism, holy shepherding, or self sacrificing crusading. While it is true that through these paths men may attain great worldly glory, find peaceful enlightenment, or bring forth great good, this does not preclude the common man from attaining just as serene a state, doing just as much good, and leaving a mortal legacy which shall last for an era. It is here I say that let every common man hold his head high, for GOD has ordained that through diligence a third path is opened.

In the whole Scroll of Virtue, the word that shall never rot, there are two professions mentioned by name and at length by the Lord, GOD, Himself; the farmer and the smith. It was GOD who placed the heat into the flame. It was GOD who birthed all knowledge and means by which progress is made and labors are eased. And it is the Divine Word that the forge is the path to strength of heart. Come all ye seekers of virtue and hearts of strength, for it is a path that draws towards enlightenment! 

“I put into your heart the power of creation, and I created the seed and chaff, and put heat into the fire that reddens iron. And as I have created means to ease your labors, so I have created new labors, and new fruits. For I have blessed you with My miracle of creation, and you shall draw nearer to My throne by your labors. And you shall discover strength of heart as you work the forge and the plow." (Virtue 4:4-7)

It is the laborer that draws nearer to the throne of the Lord, and thus, this labor is stated by GOD to be a path to higher skies. Strike steel with passion brothers and sisters, and seek nothing but to create, for that is our miracle! 

Stor Vuiller says "This Pontiff is a force for peace. Too often do we forget the nature of Ex. Owyn's Penance, we are too enraptured by the miracle that followed to realize that Ex. Owyn was not rewarded for his act, but his contrition. Ex. Owyn did not admonish the unrepentant and ascend to the Skies because he slaughtered the pagan, rather, he understood the weight of hasty wrath and the suffering it caused, and by being forced to understand what that truly meant in his PUNISHMENT, which was his penance, he did realize that it is not the place of man to slaughter those who may yet be saved. And his miracle was the same as GOD had granted before he had sinned, laying low the wicked just as he did Harren. It is our duty to love our brothers and hate the sin."

"Bl. High Pontiff James II was truly a force of intellect." Stor intones "May we all aspire to be as he was"

“Such a wise and peaceful man! GOD knows he intercedes on our behalf!” The Acolyte Stor Vuiller cried “He shall assist us all in our journey to contrition. St. Pius, hear my prayer!”

"That's my brother!" Stor Vuiller shouts rather proudly to anyone who will listen from his smithy "A GODLY man!"

From distant lands, a perpetually frail old man weeps for his friend. These are not tears of sorrow, but joy, for he understands

the pain of a life lived long. “Goodbye old friend, I never did get to forgive you in person, but I am sure you can hear me now.”

The Iron Analogy: A Steelsmith's Prayer

Oh GOD, Creator of the cosmos, may my spirit be worthy, may my soul be malleable. Save me from the pain of the flame and strike into my heart fear of You. Purge from me my imperfections by the blow of your hammer of judgement, draw out my youth into a fine edged purpose. Leave the steel of my soul stronger and better shaped for your divine purpose. As I am shaped and the glow of struggle leaves my body, as the scale of my fragile form sheds away, let me not fear the icy plunge of death, but embrace it, for I shall return to Your side a complete work. Find favor in who I am, and who I shall become, that I may find a place by your side come the day of judgement. I know, that should my heart remain open to you, my spirit and mind strong and free from impurities, you shall not shape me wrong, for you are perfection. 

Who is like you GOD? Who can compare to Your glory? All the stars in the firmament of

Heaven, the tallest mountains, and widest oceans are all born from your very words. The smallest grains of sand, the dust upon the wind, all the same. Every storm, every flame, all that makes us feel both small and big and afraid and joyous is Your speech manifest upon the cosmos. Even the Aengul, with power beyond mortal comprehension, is but Your breath. Oh truly fathomless GOD, You have wrought creation from nothingness. It is the blind who cannot see that You yet work, the foolish who mistake the ring of Creation's anvil for finality. Let us aspire to fulfill Your will, as is foretold in auspicious aeons. Let us aspire to make the world as you have willed it.

Humbly submitted by the Acolyte Stor Vuiller on the 6th of Godfrey's Triumph 1836, Anno Domini

As Kor’s Gate creaked open for one of the founding members of the Mau’Kor, he would find someone was already waiting for him in the Stargush’Stroh. “Throm’ka, Bruddah, latz earned this rest. Mi hoped that Iron leg took many lives.” Beaming with pride Krawz turned, leading Khan towards the battle arenas of their ancestors.

Hey all, this is just a thread to allow for forum linking of some music suggestions on signs I make. 

MC Name:

         Dargrind

Character's Name:

         Krawz

Character's Age:

         60

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Lutamancy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Livviez

Teacher's RP Name:

         Dura'Raguk

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No

Are you aware that if this feat is undergoing an activity trial and fails said trial, that you will lose the feat? And that if it is apart of the Lore Games, it might drastically change soon?:

         Yes

Butter Pecan

Krawz reads the report, nodding. “Dat iz hozh work from Ar-Gorok. Mi grukkin dat da undead agh aneh uv dere friendz will probableh be pretteh upzet dey were caught flattin peepul.” 

Every Uruk was born to die. Every Uruk was born to meet Kor. It is only those chosen by Kor that may pass through his gates into the Stargush’Stroh. It is Kor that lights the way to immortality. His servants are those destined for the Stargush, the fearless harbingers of death whose eternal reward shall come in their valiant defeat. 

Behold, Brothers, The Chosen Ones of Kor, The Unyielding warriors. The fear of death is lost on these righteous braves, who seek only to please the Great Gatekeeper.

The law is simple, the creed universal. Seek Glory, Seek Honor, Seek the Stargush. In the great darkness of life, the eternal light of glory guides our way.

In Life

Kor’s Chosen are tasked with preserving the honor of all Urukind. Just as Kor lights the way in Death, so too must the Chosen guide the way in life. The Chosen must be willing to assist in any way possible in guiding Uruks towards glory and greatness. Tradition, soothsaying, worship, and honor are both taught and practiced by The Chosen of Kor. To ensure every Uruk has maintained the Hozhzoh and provided ample opportunity to please Kor in every moment of their life, Chosen will often task themselves with leading or supporting activities which they see as a means to this end.

Kor’s Chosen may be Ruckas, Haruspexes, Krug’hai, or Shamans, so long as they have made peace with death and adhere to the Law of Kor. Kor’s Chosen may also venerate any other spirits they please. Kor is not a jealous Spirit, as He knows that every Uruk shall eventually walk under His lamp. 

In Battle

Kor’s Chosen are warriors first and foremost. Orcs cannot hope to enter the Stargush without living a life of heroism. Kor’s Chosen should not back down from challenges, nor should they hide away from life threatening situations. Self-Sacrifice and mortal peril are no hurdles for The Chosen as a glorious death is the key to Kor’s Gate. This does not mean Uruks should act recklessly or throw away their lives, Kor does not take kindly to a waste or foolishness, rather, The Chosen should not be afraid to give their lives for victory or glory.

In Death

A Champion of Kor cares not what happens to his body upon death as his spirit has already started the Great Journey alongside Kor. For the bodies of others, a Chosen One is the guardian of funerals, memory, and preservation. Whatever ritual is deemed fit by the surviving family, the dead Uruk, or tradition, the Chosen shall perform it without question. It is the duty of the Chosen to safeguard the memory of the dead and perform necessary rituals to communicate, purge, purify, and cleanse the spirits of the dead. 

The symbol of Kor is the Great Gate, live honorably and it shall open for you. 

Rituals

Nearing Kor:

The initiation ritual to join a member of Kor’s Chosen requires a near death or life threatening experience. Whether this be a risky surgery by a Haruspex to remove part of an organ, ingesting dangerous hallucinogens, surviving a ghastly wound, being choked to near death, or some other form of traumatic event, nearing Kor allows one to lose his fear of returning to his gentle embrace.

Fear Eating:

The greatest enemy to anyone wishing to enter the Stargush is fear. Thus, to excise fear from an Uruk their fears are forcibly faced alone. Whether it be ghosts, demons, foul spirits, or beasts, Uruks will be challenged to face their fears whenever they arise and consume whatever they were frightened of. 

Death Speaking:

Kor’s Chosen must remember the deeds of the dead, and as such will tell stories of their names and deeds that they might inspire others to act in the same manner. This goes beyond just venerating great ancestors, and includes all Uruks that die, as every life and death is an Uruk that has met Kor and tells a story.

Grave Tending:

Kor’s Chosen must preserve the graves, bones, shrines, and totems to the dead, as well as ensure new ones are erected or created as Uruks perish.

Forbidden Acts

There are but only a few acts which Kor despises and are anathema to The Chosen. These laws in order are:

Azh: Raising the dead is forbidden

Dub: The slaying of innocent children is forbidden

Gakh: The intentional desecration of tombs is forbidden

Futh: Breaking an oath sworn to Kor or upon His name is forbidden

These acts are known to anger Kor, and shall deny an Uruk access to the Stargush’Stroh until penance is made. Those who have angered Kor cannot be among His Chosen ever again, lest His wrath taint every Uruk.

Hierarchy

In The Chosen of Kor there exists only three possible ranks, as for all intents and purposes every Uruk is equally Chosen and granted the responsibility of shepherding souls into the Stargush. 

Gate Peepers:

All those who have yet to Near Kor, but wish to, are considered Gate Watchers. They have yet to undergo the process by which they are drawn to Kor and passed under his judgement. They are apprentices under the wing of The Chosen as a whole. When a member of The Chosen has deemed it fit to induct a member of Gate Watchers into Kor’s ranks, or if they experience a nearing of Kor on their own, Gate Watcher will be recognized as a member of Kor’s Chosen.

The Mau’Kor:

All those within Kor’s Chosen are equal brothers, tasked with doing what they can to bring the light and preserve the memory of Urukind. The Chosen are all Brothers, and shall act semi-autonomous. In matters involving the elevation of a Brother to Elder, The Chosen vote as a family, with votes of the Elders and Chosen weighed equally. Those Chosen with the honorific title of Wise Brother are also ranked here.

Elders:

The Elders are those elected by the Brotherhood for their wisdom of the will of Kor. Elders hold the position for life or if they violated the Law of Kor. Elders are spiritual leaders, and shall sit in adjudication of all issues brought forth by Brothers. Elders are also those in charge of handling logistics, advising on the induction of new members, and other such  necessary tasks of leadership. The power of an Elder is drawn from respect and honor. The wisdom of the Elders is the key to the Stargush, and should not be ignored lightly. New Elders may only be elected when the number of Chosen is more than double the number of Elders. Elders may also step down and pass the mantle onto a New Elder with no shame or dishonor, garnering the title of Wise Brother should they do so.

KOR-ÛR

FOR KOR

Word reaches Krawz on his big think of the glorious battle and the Fallen Brother Khan. Krawz does not frown at this grim news, instead he smiles, satisfied to know that Kor’s gates are opening for a hero. “Hozh klompin, evereh victoreh iz anuddah grudge , agh evereh grudge iz anudda chance to entah da Ztarguzh’Ztroh.”

Krawz pauses his big think to read the human paper. Krawz then promptly frowns and pens a letter to author.
“It is spelled Krugmar, with a K. Why have you misspelled everything? When I lived in Oren I never peeped such heinous errors in spelling. Please rectify this before your merchants embarrass themselves, and possibly get themselves killed by insulting the locals of each region.”

Stor looks at the poster and recalls the atheist just days earlier preaching in the street and only receiving a light warning. "What a perfect analogy. The least we can do is stop them from throwing these stones in the house of GOD."

Krawz - Dargrind - Krugmar

Make it happen mods

This is a good rewrite, +1 from me, and I would make an orc to play an elementalist

RP Name: Stor Vuiller
MC Name: Dargrind
Voted: Yes :)

From distant shores a sickly man weeps for the man who was both his son and brother. “Thank you for everything” he murmurs skyward “in the end it was you who saved me.”