StarGazzer

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Gryffith

Character's Age:

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         N/A

Transformed form:

         Homunculus

Creator's MC Name:

         Candledragon

Creator's RP Name:

         Dyonne alusa

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Homunculus are alchemical creatures. who's body contains no soul. Homunculi emerge with humanoid or bestial forms, bearing natural proportions and bright(but not glowing) orange-yellow eyes as their defining feature. Despite their artificial nature, Homunculi exhibit intelligence and physical capabilities akin to their modeled counterparts, though they lack a majority of  emotions and souls. This as well as them not having any reproductive systems leads them unable to have any romantic relationships with other people. These creatures are driven by logic and survival instincts, often pursuing knowledge of alchemy and the esoteric arts. While Homunculi are resilient, possessing regenerative properties and resistance to aging, they are susceptible to the weaknesses of flesh and are vulnerable to certain weaknesses. Any damage from voidial magics causes the homunculus's regenerative abilities to take twice as long to regrow and heal from. With them having no soul, they have susceptible to the debilitating effects of aurum as well as other deific magics. Their creators, known as Tawkinists, must employ logical incentives to maintain control over their creations, as Homunculi are ultimately free beings not bound by their maker's will.

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Homunculus can look like a large variety of creatures depending on what their creator sculpted them to look like, all of them though sharing a yellow to orange eye as a sign of their alchemical creation.  Gryffith would be made in the form of a highlander male. He is 6 feet tall and has a light pale blond hair. He has a well managed beard but unkept hair. his face and hands containing minor blemish and scaring. He looks like ragged northerner, but stand out above other humans with his piercing yellow-orange eyes.

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         No

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         yes

Are you aware that if this creature is shelved, your character may be given the option to revert or be indefinitely shelved?

         yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

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         No

This family is cool

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Prieleara Alvanir

Character's Age:

         140

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Itz_strongbear

Teacher's RP Name:

         Reni'dir

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 shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         YEs

As dawn breaks over the desolate landscape, a blanket of pristine white snow stretches endlessly, covering the scars of previous conflicts with an icy embrace. Amidst this wintry expanse lies a crude wooden fort, its walls weathered by time and strife, standing as a bastion against the encroaching darkness.

Soldiers clad in heavy furs and armor bustle about the fort's perimeter, their breath crystallizing in the frigid air as they prepare for the imminent clash. Torches flicker dimly against the pale backdrop, casting elongated shadows that dance eerily across the snow-covered ground. The War Druid walk upon cold cobble roads, and through inches of snow to join his northern allies and fellow druii to fight against one of many great darknesses that plague the land. Upon his duty and desire to preserve nature’s balance, he would march forward; even deciding to join the ranks of a cavalry formation to charge into the thick of it as he had felt power and visions given to him by his Patron Mani and the Aspects. It was something he has done more times than he could count, always fighting for nature's balance and those he cares for most. Mounting upon a warhorse, he would run his hand across its head. “At ease girl. We both will come back home.” he hummed as he placed his helmet upon his head, getting ready to  charge with other warriors.

The first sound of the battle was a rhythmic beat of cannons that mimics the beating of a heart. Boom…BOOm…..Boom, how many times has the War Druii heard that same rhythmic sound. Making him recall upon a dozen battlefields, a dozen of deaths weighing on his mind and soul. He looks around as he sees incorporeal figures marching beside him, all of them lifeless in the face. These memories of his comrades bring a sour look upon his visage. 

How many times has he failed those around him? 

What if he fails here, what will become of his friends and family?

 He shakes his head as a dark figure rises over his shoulders, a man made of thorns and steel, a huntsman that has haunted his mind ever since the gore filled beaches upon where he helplessly watched his loved ones die, not too long ago.  The cold gray eyes looked to the War Druii as he said “Kill them… release me… then I can kill them…or I kill her…” The man snarled at the huntsmen. “No such harm will come to her..or we both go out…release your wrath huntsmen…and we will slay our foe. Moccus, and the Father demands such.”  The Huntsman entered the War Druii’s body as both personalities combined into one figure.

 At this moment, they lead the ground forces across the frozen wastelands, ultimately leading the  cavalry to charge forward soon afterwards. Cannon fire and raging flames destroyed the enemy, yet a volley of fiery arrows slaughtered the horse which caused the War Druii to be dismounted and  launched across the snow. He then would rise and rush to keep moving forward to slaughter for his divine creed. Charging across a frozen lake and frozen gate, the Druii raised his shield to block arrow fire, seeing an old friend about to take an arrow shot , he rushed forward to block an arrow with his shield. “ You fool! Let them die.. Focus on the slaughter…”  whispers the huntsmen, the War Druii shakes his head. “A friend is still good to fight if they live-” he is cut off as an arrow slides through his visor, piercing his skin where it sinks to the frontal lobe of his brain. Red covers the man’s eyes as the huntsman takes over the War Druii’s body, hearing a shouting from a friend behind.  “MOCCUS GUIDES YOU, MAL’ONN. STRIKE FORTH WITH HIS FURY.“ He roars and growls as he feels the spirits of Moccus enter him as he uses all his strength to dash forward to a group of thralls. He missed slightly as spears pierce his leg, this wouldn't stop the War Druii as he crashed into the ranks, slaughtering five men before collapsing. His vision shifted around as his breaths grew heavy and thin. The life in his flesh turning blue upon the freezing north. 

The War Druii was taking his last breaths.

The first vision he sees of his daughter Talienora as a baby, walking in a golden field of wheat. Chasing a fox with a childlike wonder, he followed her with great feelings of joy and love for his family, holding his wife’s hand as he looked to their daughter. Looking around as he watches his first daughter swimming down the river. The one he lost long, long ago. He blinks as he sees Talienora as the young woman, having only just last seen her working on her seed trial items. His hand would then reach out to touch hers, but it phases through like a faded memory. “Im sorry dottir..” he cried as his face turned red. He then attempted to wrap his arms around her yet again, his body would phase through as she seemed to not notice he was there. 

“I'm sorry if I failed you…I'm sorry I won’t be with you in body…but I will always be with you in spirit…I am so proud of you…you are my world...”

Then he shifts his head to a beach, The same beach he had gotten married upon, and proclaimed their love, a love that would last a lifetime until death had parted them.  He always wanted to be the one to outlast her as he knew she would be devastated by his passing, but he wrapped his arms around her giving a kiss on her forehead “Love, you are stronger than you know…You have saved my soul more times than not…I will prepare us a home for when you come to join me…enjoy life…have good moments…” he hugged her as she returned with a smile.  As she spoke in return, a wave would crash into them, leaving him alone upon a vast endless beach. Her words ushered upon the wind... 

“Our love will be Eternal, See you soon.”

Talliyun’Orrir went to walk down the cold sand until the beach turned into a hall, a wooden and green hall that has many familiar faces of his deceased siblings. He gave each one a hug as it had been a few hundred years since he had seen them. He wanders around the hall as he sees visions of Arle and Sonna looking at his bloodied body as he goes to wrap his arms around his sisters  “My dear sisters… You two have helped me more than I can count…the best family I could have asked for…I hope I was there for you…I hope I can be the second to welcome you to the forest. Thank you for all that you did..I love you all so deeply.” The trio would embrace one last time before this vision would end in fire. 

A raging twisting fire would burn around the War Druii as he raised his hands in a defensive form. His eye shot around from every corner of the fire, seeing silhouettes of twisted flames and shouts as warped images of people screamed at him. Suddenly, red would cover his hands and visage as he recognized each and every individual he had slain. Many he knew he was pushed to by blood mages, but he owns the blood upon his hands. 

``I am sorry for meeting you when I did…I am sorry… death has came for your murder… gain your justice.'' 

The fire would start to rush at the War Druii, attempting to tear him to pieces. Yet in that brief moment, a transparent bubble would engulf him as his friends and family fully surrounded his form. The fire dies out as the War Druii collapses to his knees. A hand went to rest on his metallic arm, his godmother, and mentor Elenora would help the War Druii rise to his feet . He went to give her a hug, then one to each of his friends and allies. The Faces of Bjorn, Malii, Lilyana, Valmir, Zaelyn, Dyonne, Nora, Tailesin, and one more face stood out to him, and one who held extremely close, his guide and friend, Nenar. The two rushed at each other as the embraced, the War Druii lifting his teacher up “Thank you for all that you’ve done, you have been my closest friend, and I will always be here if you need me.” He hummed as he let out heavy tears from overwhelming emotions, Saying goodbye to each person as they faded away, until only the War Druii remained. 

“I guess it's time to walk into the forest…marching alone once more.” hummed Taliyun’orrir as he started to walk towards an archway of vines and roots. An emerald glowing light would glow from the door away as a voice echoed around the Druii “Not alone, my Omeii.” He went to look around for the voice before an emerald light reached for his hand, moving to grasp ahold of it. The illuminated glow revealing his mother’s form.  “Haulen I...” He choked on his words as he looked at the Emerald Maiden. “Shhh.. Shut up and hug me my son, I have missed you.” Awaiti hummed with a soft smile. The War Druii lifted his mother up and wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let go. “I am sorry Haulen…. For all the terrible things I-.” Awaiti put two fingers upon the War Druii’s mouth “Ssh..You need not to be forgiven…I am proud of you who you are, and who you became. You are a good son… Don't be so hard on yourself silly.” she whispers softly, wrapping her arms around the man’s shoulders. 

“It's good to have you home…let's head further in. We will have eternity to talk...”  

The duo entered the archway as roots  and vines disappeared into the ground,  The Druii’s soul found its peace. Leaving the man’s body to take its last breath, going cold and still upon the fields of battle.

all people have the right's to be heard, and noticed.

Taliyun'orrir and his druidic allies continue to pledge their help towards the crusade.

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Zhen Xue

Character's Age:

         6

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         Laobai

Transformed form:

         Laobai

Creator's MC Name:

         Metzili

Creator's RP Name:

         Metzlili

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

   The Hou zi are  a race of man like beast created by the now deceased daemon, metzili. She created the hou zi out of races of apes that were found the the isles of asul, choosing a chosen one of the group to be their, the Prophet Hou shen. Through this prophet the Hou zi would build a mighty city for them. and going to war against the elven forces of Malinor. eventually the the Monkey king would be resurrected by the daemon. The history would go on leading to the hou-zi  through many trial and tribulations until they would make a return in the modern area. In the larger group of the beastmen that are called Hou zi, their are three sub-races that are often found:

• Laobai- These are the smallest and most energic folk of the hou zi people. They live to be hundred years old, and  will be anywhere from 3-5 feet tall, often being quick on their hands and feet which allows them to more adaptable to their surroundings. These hou-zi  resemble chimps and standard monkeys alike. They are energetic, and many find joy in pranks as well as trickery. 
• Fei-zhu - These are the most populous of the hou zi, and often the most colorful around. they can have a coat of a large variety of color, and have different patterns that's gives them a sense of elegance. they can stand anywhere 5-6 feet tall and often take forms of baboons or mandrils. they are often stoic, and can fall in fits of rage or violence outburst, thus explaining  them being the bulk of hou warriors. These kin of the hou-zi can live up to the age of 150.
• ZHIHUI-ZHU- These are the largest of the Hou-zi, and resemble Orangutans. They stand anywhere from 6-7 feet tall, and can live the longest of the hou-zi as they can live to the age of 200. These kin are the largest in height and with as they often adorn large faces, and body. They are the most passive and lazy of the Hou-zi, and  many look into art and philosophy often showing their higher intelligence compared to others of their race. 

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Zhen Xue is a young hou zi that was left behind from moving into the land. The young Laobaoi as a foggy black fur with a light bronzish skin, and he wears a simple robe that has seemed to be cut and thorn. Upon he often keeps wraps around his palms as he tries to replicate the martial arts he watched from his old village, and keeping a back with all his fathers scrolls with a few pots and pans attacked to it. Seems like a fairly tame, and average Laobai on his path to be a monk like his father was.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         no

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

         yes

Are you aware that if this creature is shelved, your character may be given the option to revert or be indefinitely shelved?

         yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

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

         no

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Dhurz

Character's Age:

         21

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         goblin

Transformed form:

         Zevnka

Creator's MC Name:

         itz_cookie

Creator's RP Name:

         Chstyeria

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Zevn or more commonly known as imp are the  smallest and weakest of the demon kin that a naztherak can summon. They are crafty creature that rely on  small handed scheming to achieve their goals whatever they may be.  They stand a max height of two feet and can take most forms, and some even have wings that can help them traverse around.  imps are unable to cause any real physic damage due their form and lack of muscle max to even wield a weapon.  in combat they would mostly rely on their use of malflame in form of small spheres that are no larger than coins that can be tossed at their victims, burning skin if it touches it, and like their larger breathern Zevn are more susceptible to holy magics like Paladin auras, xannic mist, and can be poisoned like other descendents. 

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Dhurz, the mischievous imp, stands at a mere two feet, his diminutive stature belying the chaos he can unleash. His ashy skin, resembling the aftermath of a charcoal fire, gives him an otherworldly appearance, a creature born of shadows and secrets. Despite his small frame, Dhurz boasts a disproportionately large, oversized mouth that seems to stretch impossibly wide, revealing sharp, tiny teeth that glint with an impish glee.

His limbs, in stark contrast to his mouth, are noticeably smaller than those of his impish counterparts, granting him an oddly endearing, almost comical silhouette. Dhurz's eyes, a pair of mesmerizing orbs, captivate onlookers with their soft, eerie red glow. The two different sizes only add to the mystique, hinting at a depth of character and complexity that transcends the typical impish nature.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         no

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

         yes

Are you aware that if this creature is shelved, your character may be given the option to revert or be indefinitely shelved?

         yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         yes

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

         No

"For those make a deal, must always be payin they price" 

This fabled mariner, once feared across the Seven Seas for his unholy pact with eldritch powers, now lay on the precipice of oblivion, the flames of his life flickering in their final dance.

Amidst the mournful creaks of a weather-beaten ship, this pirate warlock lay ensconced in the tattered remnants of his once-dreaded vessel, his weary form illuminated by the eerie glow of an enchanted lantern. His gnarled hand, once raised in conjuring curses upon hapless victims, now clung feebly to the relic that had sustained him through countless treacherous voyages.

Outside, the tempestuous sea raged, its wrath a reflection of the turmoil within the warlock's soul. The crashing waves whispered tales of his deeds - the plundered riches, the dark rituals, the accursed souls who had crossed his path. It was said that his very name struck terror into the hearts of sailors, but now, as the inevitable specter of death loomed, he found himself adrift on a sea of remorse and longing.

With his final breaths, the captain gazed out over the tempestuous expanse, his eyes alight with a mixture of resignation and wonder. The storm-tossed sea, an old friend and adversary, beckoned him one last time, a siren's call to the depths of eternity. And in that fleeting moment, as the boundary between life and the abyss blurred, he caught a glimpse of the horizon – a horizon that held the promise of a realm beyond, or perhaps, the dreaded gates of the Nine Hells, where a warlock's soul would find its ultimate reckoning.

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Taliyun'orrir Sirame

Character's Age:

         392

Character's Race:

         Mali'ame

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Communion and control

Teacher's MC Name:

         Dragonoftaters

Teacher's RP Name:

         wicker

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         no

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

         yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         yes

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Hektor thatch

Character's Age:

         98

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Corcitură

Teacher's MC Name:

         Meteor__dragon

Teacher's RP Name:

         Kristian

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 shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         yes

A grizzled elf wonders down the paths of this new land, A journey that has been taken many times before. Carrying the weapons of his faith, and the relics of his kin's past. A single set of goals guide him as he pushes forward, Serve nature, Protect his kin, Honor his Haulen.

This path leads him to the finding his old friends, and mentors. A New light shines on this chapter of his life. 

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Zuzog

Character's Age:

         30

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         N/A

Transformed form:

         N/A

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         N/a

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Ologs are large, and heavy brutes of the orcish race. Their strength(that being doubled of a regular orc), and stature making them the strongest and largest race compared to all descendants as their typical heights go from 8ft-10ft. There strength helps them survive and thrive as they a notorious dumb akin to a mind of a young human child. They are slow learners, and many need reminding of what was just spoken. This is not to say they don't have feelings as they have the full range of emotions as other descendants, but they act upon it more animalistic compared to the other races. There are three emotions that triumph over the rest that drive ologs through their day to day life. These emotions being Happiness, Anger, and a hunger that is hard to satisfy. They are crude creatures as well as their mannerism can go from playing with items around them to eating parts of a fallen enemy which  is only driven forward by they orcish curse of bloodlust.

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Zuzog is a mostly grey Olog with a cream stomach, and red dull eyes. He stand at 10ft, and is standard weight for an olog. Spending time out in the woods has caused him to look a bit thinner than others but no means slender.  Over his arms and legs are minor scars, and mark showing signs of conflict. His clothing is a mix of leathers and old clothe that are tied together with bones and ropes.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         No

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

         yes

Are you aware that if this creature is shelved, your character may be given the option to revert or be indefinitely shelved?

         yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

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

         No

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         M'hur

Character's Age:

         5

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         N/A

Transformed form:

         Kha'panthera

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         N/A

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Kharajyr are a race of humanoid cat folk who were created by the Daemon Metzili. Created by combing ocelots and infants, And nobody knows why the daemon made it but they were made in plenty and so started the race. The Kharajyr  looked to the daemon as a goddess and worshipped them as much, until her death. This would cause a unnatural feeling amongst the kharajyr as they could feel her presence to disappear  

There are four different type of Kharajyr: Kha'leparda, Kha'pantera, Kha'cheetrah, Kha'tigarsi. Each of these are bipedal but each have there boons and banes. The Kha'cheetrah are quick and nimble, as the Kha'Tigarsi are stronger but are less nimble. Each of these are able to see clearly in the dark if they have dim light, and can fall a short  distance  with out taking much damage. Kha'tigarsi are the largest one of the bunch as they are the tallest and have more defined muscles, though there large forms do make it hard to move quickly. 

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

M'hur is a kha'panthera. His fur is pure black and his eyes green. A this young stage he stands around 3'0 feet tall.and weights roughly 40 pounds. He is young and unexperienced. Wearing simple clothing of his people.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         no

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

         yes

Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

         yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

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

         no

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Taliyun'orrir Sirame

Character's Age:

         300

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Corcitură

Teacher's MC Name:

         Dark Harbor Event Line

Teacher's RP Name:

         Dark Harbor Event Line

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

sorry unsure why it double post

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Shere

Character's Age:

         85

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         N/A

Transformed form:

         Kha'Tigrasi

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         Metzlili

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Kharajyr are a race of humanoid cat folk who were created by the Daemon Metzili. Created by combing ocelots and infants, And nobody knows why the daemon made it but they were made in plenty and so started the race. The Kharajyr  looked to the daemon as a goddess and worshipped them as much, until her death. This would cause a unnatural feeling amongst the kharajyr as they could feel her presence to disappear  

There are four different type of Kharajyr: Kha'leparda, Kha'pantera, Kha'cheetrah, Kha'tigarsi. Each of these are bipedal but each have there boons and banes. The Kha'cheetrah are quick and nimble, as the Kha'Tigarsi are stronger but are less nimble. Each of these are able to see clearly in the dark if they have dim light, and can fall a short  distance  with out taking much damage. Kha'tigarsi are the largest one of the bunch as they are the tallest and have more defined muscles, though there large forms do make it hard to move quickly. 

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Shere is a pretty common Kha'Tigarsi, he stands around 7'0 ft tall, and weighs around 234 lbs. They were raised by druids, and were trained by them to defend  nature as well as freinds and family. His patch of fur is a lighter orange with black strips that randomly cover his body. The rest of his body would be covered in small scars as he would wear simple leather armor. (This is an existing character, returning  to them and haven't made an application as i didn't play them when it was needed)

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         No

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

         Yes

Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

         Yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

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

         No

MC Name:

         Stargazerology

Character's Name:

         Shere

Character's Age:

         85

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         N/A

Transformed form:

         Kha'Tigrasi

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         Metzlili

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Kharajyr are a race of humanoid cat folk who were created by the Daemon Metzili. Created by combing ocelots and infants, And nobody knows why the daemon made it but they were made in plenty and so started the race. The Kharajyr  looked to the daemon as a goddess and worshipped them as much, until her death. This would cause a unnatural feeling amongst the kharajyr as they could feel her presence to disappear  

There are four different type of Kharajyr: Kha'leparda, Kha'pantera, Kha'cheetrah, Kha'tigarsi. Each of these are bipedal but each have there boons and banes. The Kha'cheetrah are quick and nimble, as the Kha'Tigarsi are stronger but are less nimble. Each of these are able to see clearly in the dark if they have dim light, and can fall a short  distance  with out taking much damage. Kha'tigarsi are the largest one of the bunch as they are the tallest and have more defined muscles, though there large forms do make it hard to move quickly. 

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Shere is a pretty common Kha'Tigarsi, he stands around 7'0 ft tall, and weighs around 234 lbs. They were raised by druids, and were trained by them to defend  nature as well as freinds and family. His patch of fur is a lighter orange with black strips that randomly cover his body. The rest of his body would be covered in small scars as he would wear simple leather armor. (This is an existing character, returning  to them and haven't made an application as i didn't play them when it was needed)

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         No

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

         Yes

Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

         Yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

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

         No

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zgIilRcFEN8

  It was a early sun rise, the warm colors filled the sky as  A Hei-Zhu would  stare up to the sky with a warm smile, he hummed a soft  tune "Toady is so beautiful, this one always enjoys watching sunsets with you" he looked down next to him to see that nobody was there. His smiled waned for a moment as he rose to his feet, stretching his body for a few second "Time to get ready, today is a big day, this one must be ready to help "The Hei-zhu spoke as he started to tie his armor panels down to his body, and placed his helmet on his head. Grabbing his weapon that leaned upon a nearby tree, marching towards the gates of  Amaetha, humming the same tune from earlier "No river is too wide " he smiles as he enter the great city, his mind and body  one as he was ready to do what his must that day

  Some time has pass, and the forces of the world started to prepare from the upcoming battle. His heart was warmed by the bravery, and focus of people who at one point may have been enemies. United against a common foe. There he met his new mentor, A druii of short size but much larger in strength, and compassion. He also meet up with a might warrior, A ferocious lynx, in her he saw reflection of himself. He wanted to tell her what lessons he had learned, but now wasn't the time. The Dragons roar, and fire ravage the city of Amaetha, but yet the Hei-zhu did not fear any of this, his simple goal of protecting those around him over powered and trace of it.  He followed his allies as the ran out to see what was coming, There would the Hei-zhu face a great foe. Two creatures made of iron and burned with fiery rage marched towards the capital, He looked to the two druii, and the other soldiers who came along, all of them knowing what must be done for others to live. Action struck Quick as the Hedge hog druid used his gifts to prepare an devastating attack against the monstrosities, It was the Lynx warrior, and The Hei-zhu duty to buy him time. They blocked for the druii to protect him as he did his work, and work he did. The roots controlled by this mighty warrior forced stones to crash done one of the metal beast as Reinforcements attacked they other. The Beast fell but was only enraged by this, causing a tree to fly at the Hei-zhu, failing upon him. At this moment he had a flash back when he was a slave, and prisoner as whips of leather and flame would strike against his back those thoughts clouded his mind for a few moments as he was pinned under the burning tree. He looks around the fire, his hands instinctively grabs the ground, for a second though he sees a village in fire but not this one. One that he had lived in many moons ago, his gaze ghost lost in the fire as he tears began to fall down his eyes. A single Cry brought him back to reality, and at the moment he kicked himself free from the ashen wreck, Anger and Pain drove him to charge forth. He was not alone in this as the lynx warrior was by his side, together they ran towards the monster to do whatever harm they could. The monster was struck by another attack form the Hedge hog druid, causing it to give one last attack at the two who were approaching it. The Hei-zhu saw this blade as that same memory of the burning village came crashing into his mind, and the thought of how he lost his world that night. His Gaze looked over to the lynx warrior, and he thought if he couldn't teach her, he could save her, something he couldn't done of for his own child. The Hei-zhu knew this warrior had a family waiting for her, his choice was clear. The Hei-zhu pushed the lynx warrior out of the way as she tried to resist, something that confirmed there alikeness.  He stood over the warrior as the blade fell through his body, and she was knocked aside. At that single moment everything in his life started to flash before him. He saws his friends, some who have guided him, and others he had guided. He saw an young elfess, who had a hard time breaking away from her shell but knew she and a big heart, He saw a mighty Ram who wielded a hammer made of stars, A stalwart Knight standing by the resting place of her sister, and many more. The last person he saw was  A small Hei-zhu child who looked to him with a smile. The Hei-zhu smiled back at him as he looked over to the lynx warrior, being carried away by a brave man "Go to your family...let them know your love..live life happy "  He spoke very lightly as his blood started to pour out of him. His gaze starting to fade he looks ahead to his son as he sings "No river is too wide, to from your side" he would let out a deep cough as his blood splatter out "This father shall be,,,with his son"  with those final words, he closed his eyes and he let out his last breath.

  The Hei-zhu would open his eyes again to see a river of many colors, on a small fishing boat was that Child, His child as they were united again. Together the sailed down the river as the both sang a happy tune, for all of eternity. Few thoughts of the life he left behind crossed his mind, but he knew they would be okay, he had faith in all who came across to make their lives great and wonderful, as that is all he ever wanted, Others to love and value life.

I am sad to hear this but this won’t stop me from being a monk and continue what I love to do and share aspects of what life style I follow (sorry didn’t see my original comment posted)

Been in the chi community for three years now sad to see it go but happy for those who role played with us thank you!

This one is mine (1/3)

Yea they are a cool person! Keep an eye out for your chickens they may go missing with them 

The sabretooth druid  would wonder around the grove and wild, upon hearing this news he would  dip his head before moving with more motivation, in search of a friend that he hadn't talked to in a long time. Preparing his arms to embrace them whenever they next meet.

1 hour ago, Wizard of NOZ said:

 

A neutral magic such as chi shouldn't have any cultural thing tying it to a specific aesthetic. Your point about "other magics could easily fill the gaps that chi briefly touches on" directly contradicts your next statement, because someone could easily sit down and meditate with voidal magic (effectively rendering chi as something that isn't needed, and there isn't any necessity for). And any aesthetic/niche can be achieved WITHOUT magic. Chi is an outlier in all other magics because it specifically advocates for a specific culture/aesthetic. The essence of chi is a much more broad concept than any iterations of it are letting off.

 

Anyway, at the end of the day my opinion is just an ideal so if I haven't convinced you already, then arguing further in comments would be a waste of my rep ratio.

I understand your viewpoints man! we tried to make it less cultural by removing tennets and player disconnection. Hopefully we can allow more cultures and rp dictate how the magic works. Thanks for your imput brother!