SirVivor72

Hograk slowly shakes his head, muttering. "Mi zah bowf empururz bevur dey flated. Ihd iz ah zrange feelun tah nuw lat ehxpurienzd dere laz memuriz. Hupfulli dey fyn peez ihn da zki."

Hograk clenches his fist in anger. "Thuz nub guud globs. Uz Orkz needud tah stik tagetur, agh nu dey arr swerin alliganze tah Oren?" He shakes his head in disappointment. "Dey chuuze lugxuri ovur honur. Ut iz ah zad tiem fer dah Orkz. Wi nuud tah stik tagetur in deez tiemz."

Hograk listens intently to the old orc, absorbing every word with fascination. He had never heard such powerful ideals before, and before he knew it he was swept in the fantastic tale. As the wise orc finished his sermon, Hograk pumps his metal hand in the air. "Mi hud naevur hurd suh bubhosh agh puwurfhul wurdz bruddah! Mi aghre wid lat chompleetli, agh mi whil taek deez wurdz wid mi tah da graev!" Hograk scratches his chin before continuing. "Won theen mi dunt gruk iz dat houw wi arr guuna ztand op fur arrzelvs. Oren iz bubhosh, agh nutin wi kan du kan ztup dem. Houw wul wi klomp agenzt Oren?" ((Sorry for my terrible blah, I kinda just go with it for now. I'm still a new Orc xD))

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Name ((OOC Name)): Andrin (SirVivor72) Surname/House: Dimitri Date of Birth ((Example: 11th of Sun’s Smile, 1520)): 7th of Deep Cold, 1573 Gender: Male Race: Human Citizenship Class (A or B): B Physical Description Height: 6' 1" Weight: 146 lb. Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Orange Skin Color/Shade: White Outstanding Markings/Tattoos: Scar on left eye, blind in eye Personal Information Home Address (Leave blank if unknown): Region of Residence (Leave blank if unknown): Profession/Occupation: None Have you paid your processing fee (CLASS A CITIZENS ONLY!): ((Please provide a screenshot of the payment.)) Oath(s) of Loyalty For all classes of Citizenship (fill your name in the blanks): "I, Andrin Dimitri, hereby swear my loyalty the Emperor of the Holy Orenian Empire entirely by my free will. I swear to read and obey the laws of the Empire and understand the punishments and penalties that will be incurred should I violate the law."

Legion Applications Name: Hograk Gulzuon Race: Orc (Uruk) Age: 19 Why Do You Wish to Join the Legion?: Mi wunt tuh du sumeting, an klompin for ztowtz sems bettuh thun notin ((OOC)) Skype: SirVivor72 Do you have Teamspeak?: Yes Timezone: PST

What’s your Minecraft account name?: SirVivor72 How old are you?: 15 What timezone are you in?: Pacific Standard Time Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Most of them, yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: I agree with the rules about not metagaming. Metagaming often ruins the roleplay experience, and such rules are important on keeping the spirit alive Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): I don't quite understand the rules of combat How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I was browsing for a new server to play, and I just wanted to try out a roleplaying one Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): Have you logged into the server yet?: Yes Definitions What is roleplaying?: Creating a character and immersing yourself in both your character's life and the world your character was born in What is metagaming?: Using information about a certain topic or event outside of the game, and then giving your character the information without any reason as to why he/she would learn it What is power-emoting (powergaming)?: Performing actions while roleplaying that cause an unfair result to someone without them being able to defend themselves. For example, someone saying they pull a club out and knock someone out. This doesn't give the defender any way to prevent getting knocked out. In-Character Information Character’s name: Hograk Gulzuon Character’s sex: Male Character’s race: Orc (Uruk) Character’s age: 19 Biography: Born into the Gorkil clan in the orc fortress of Gundzkoth in 1573, Hograk strived to become a powerful warrior since the day he was born. When he was 3, his father died gloriously in a battle between the Orcs and the Dwarves, slaying nearly 20 himself. Hograk wanted nothing more than to become stronger than his father. At the age of 4, Hograk was already stronger than many of the other kids around him, and often bullied them to mark his progress of his growth. At 8, he hefted his first weapon into the sky, a crude axe he found abandoned in the city. He practiced with the weapon every day for 2 years, and when he was 10, he boldly strode out of his home, destined to prove his manhood by slaying a minotaur that had been spotted nearby. Approaching the massive beast, he roared a cry into the air and charged it. He swung his axe into the minotaur's thigh and shouted victoriously. However, the beast merely looked at Hograk before roaring into his face and slamming it's vicious sword downward, slicing Hograk's left arm off from the elbow down. Hograk merely looked at his missing arm, not understanding what had happened when the minotaur's horn impaled into his side. With a flick of it's head, the minotaur flung Hograk away, where he landed in a crumpled heap in the sand. Hograk watched the minotaur chuckle at him before darkness took his vision. Hograk woke up face first in the sand, weak and thirsty. Stumbling up, he slowly made his way back to Gundzkoth with his head down in shame. He arrived at the gates, barely standing, and the Uruk's standing guard spat on him as he shambled through. Hograk made it to his house before falling unconscious on his floor, and didn't recover for nearly a week. When he was finally restored from the wounds, he persuaded an old friend of his father's to take him as a blacksmith's apprentice. Golorak Hazrim'un was a great blacksmith, and agreed to take the young Hograk as his apprentice. Hograk took up the profession quickly, and while the other orcs laughed at his failure for years, he soon came to ignore it. Reaching the age of 19, his apprenticeship to Golorak ended with the creation of a metal gauntlet Hograk could attach to his stump. However, the gauntlet wasn't quite perfect, and was unable to hold things effectively. It merely stood as a testament to the new talent Hograk was proud of himself in. Gathering his meager belongings, he decided to leave the city to explore the world, perfecting his newfound hobby and to further increase his swordsmanship, to bring honor to the memory of his father. Personality Traits: Hograk enjoys fighting with a burning passion. He constantly wants to prove his strength to himself, to judge how far he's come. He also enjoys the feeling he gets when he forges a weapon or piece of armor perfectly, and seeing new sights is a pleasant feeling for him. Ambitions: Hograk aspires to become a great blacksmith. More importantly, he wants to become a greater fighter than his father, to bring restore the honor of his name that his father gave when he died, and that he (thinks) he lost when he was defeated by the minotaur Strengths/Talents: He has an amazing knack for blacksmithing. He is a good fighter with good tactics and an amazing durability. Weaknesses/Inabilities: He is stupidly brave, and doesn't know when to back down from a fight. He also starts fights often to test his strength, but this is often interpreted by other as him being arrogant and boastful. He doesn't know how to read or write. Appearance: He is 7' 8" with dark green skin and burning red eyes. His head is completely bald. His skin his rough and covered with small scars, but the most prominent scar being the one in his side and his missing left arm. He is well muscled and has extreme endurance, but as looks among orcs go, he isn't the prettiest tool in the shed. He has small tusks that protrude from his bottom jaw. Skin: