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A sizable force of Kha can be seen prowling the darkest corners of Valior, gazing upon that which was their fallen greatness. Degrated to travelling nomads, intermingling with ape-society... All of these factors had shaped Vasenji Raiha and his banner men. It was time for change. Without a Tlatlanni to guide our kin, Vasenji, a relatively young and ambitious Kharajyr knew what he had to do. The pretender could no longer mislead his people... "Dees wun hassa brawt awl awf da Per'tas toogedda tawdae tuw deeclawr dees wun assa Hailawrd of da Kharajyr unteel da Tlatlanni returwns tuh aws. Tawdae, dees wun says Sa'vi too anew dae fur da Kharajyr. Sa'vi to da Lunaklaw. Sa'vi to da Kha rebawrn! Highlord Vasenji would nod to his brothers to begin sending the birds to all known Kharajyr on Valior, to contact him if they wish to rebuild their race as a whole. ((Pm cixelsyD)) If you desire to comment OOC'ly, please be sure to add brackets, as this statement would only meet the eyes of the Kharajyr RP'ly. Thankya!

A water-logged Kha would wash up on the shores of Valior. His gaze would be fixated far above, as he laid on the sandy beach. The moon had a particular glow, seemingly engulfing him in it's radiant, ever-present light. With this glow, Morka would slowly move his claw in-front of the luminous glow, and swipe downwards ever so slightly. Morka had chosen his path, Metztli would have her champion.

Out-Of-Character Information Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication! What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: cixelsyD How old are you?: 22 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yessir. Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): N/A Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Aye, I do. What’s the rule you agree with the most?: I like the fact the server's PvP default, however, gives the option to choose to do RP if necessary. In past servers, PvP default seemed to work best. Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules): I'm a bit confused on how you countdown. Is there a plugin for that, or just type it in chat to engage in the PvP? How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? Through various friends. Definitions Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person! What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying is the art of self-immersion, into a character/world that isn't your own. What is metagaming?: Meta-gaming is using outside information to aide you IC. (Skype, TS, etc) What is powergaming?: Doing things that are unrealistic for your character; Jumping a 50 foot ledge and surviving, cutting three people's heads off with a swipe of your blade, etc etc. In-Character Information Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play. Character’s name: Morka Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: Kha'Pantera Character’s age: 27 Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): My character was always a shady type. Often dwelling in things that got him in trouble with the law. A common pickpocket, hired-hand, whatever earned enough mina to get by. He had done easy jobs, such as stealing a book from a little elven girl in the Scarlet Lotus, or escorting a dwarf back home to Kal'Karaad after a recent attack... However, his blunder came from his encounter with the wrong nobleman... A high-born, with a bag ripe for the taking. He closed in, his claws writhing in the sheer thrill of it all. He reached forward, as to undo the flap of the pouch, only to have his arm grabbed by a guard accompanying the noble. He tried to struggle, he tried to flee, however, soon a whole squad of guards hired to ensure the noble's safe arrival to Petrus had surrounded him. The cross on his chest had shown he was one of the Church, from what Morka had gathered. He knew he was in for a rough ride. After several beatings, and much attempt at conversion, Morka was a broken Kha. Rotting in the cells under Petrus, his life seemed grim. Only when he saw water begin to rise to his knees, did he think escape was even possible. He had been asleep at the time, but heard much chatter above him, several slaves being unlocked, and the whole city abandoned by the time Morka made his departure. He saw the ships were already sailing away by the time he reached the Temple of Clouds, and had to swim just to catch up with a small raft that was floating. He used all his stamina, but he made it. He was headed to Valior, and what awaited him, none could say for certain. It was upto Morka at that point, to figure out his path from here on. Would he link with the few remaining Khas? Would he seek revenge for his imprisonment? Would his path take him an entire different direction than was forseen? Probably the latter. All that was certain, was that Valior was on the horizon, and Morka was intent to take it head on. Personality Traits: A pickpocket, with no regard for the well-being of those he impede's his self-destructive will upon. Quick to run. A smooth talker, but not a smooth fighter. Ambitions: To make a name for himself upon Valior, and make a future for himself, and those whom would come around him. Strengths/Talents: Stealthy, Smooth Talker, Quick to act, Quick to Run. Weaknesses/Inabilities: Hesitates very easily when things go unexpected, easy to anger, easy to intoxicate, easy to flee, not incredibly loyal to any certain goal. Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): 5ft '11, Purple-Black fur, sharpened claws and teeth. Wears a small sash with a dagger within. Wears a single boot on his right leg, the other barren. Wears a single pauldron on his left shoulder, that harnasses his short-sword to his back. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here): ((Its just the basic one from your forum post, I plan to edit it accordingly!))