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The Spirits and Shamans The Spirits are a collection of different aspects of life and personality. From the very ground we walk on, to the flames of a volcano, all things which can be seen, felt and lived by can be represented in the form of a spirit. These spirits are selfish beings that linger within their own spiritual plane, gaining power from praise given from the mortals in the form of speaking their names, creating shrines, and making trinkets in dedication to these spirits. Forever an Uruk’s goal within Krugmar is to become a powerful warrior following the codes of Krug, however, some are unable to do such feats and dwell in the teachings of the spirits and aim to become enlightened enough to be a Shaman. These shamans are the very people who can communicate with spirits and speak to them, use the power which they’ve been bestowed with to perform great feats of blessings, curses and elemental control. Over the course of time, shamans have created groups for themselves to lead the people of Krugmar into a newer enlightened state. The idea of a shaman is to simply lead the spiritual understanding of all who have accepted the spirits and to speak as a voice for their twisted words of Old Blah. ____________________________________________________________________________ Structure The structure of any Shamanic order is a simple one, based around the piety of the ones within, gaining rank when they’ve chosen to learn more of the duties of the shaman and embracing the shamanistic culture. This can range from a non-shaman simply learning of the spirits and praising them with a strong projected voice, to a Shaman which has been practising for many years, belting out the spirit’s tongue with deeply rooted reverence and dedication. -Acolyte- A devoted follower of the spirits who haven’t been indoctrinated to become a Shaman or simply doesn’t wish to be. Those within this rank are to spread praise across the Nation and outside, using their voice to empower the spirits and complete tasks for those above them, in hopes to become a Shaman themselves or not if they are happy with what they do currently. The ranks of those that consider themselves Acolytes are typically normal orcs or Dark Elves that simply wish to spread the word of whatever spirit they favour, enriching their influence throughout the world. Anyone can fill this role. Can be Spiritual worship, Ancestral worship focuses, or both. -Sharkû- A Shaman has obtained the most knowledge and mastered their abilities. When presented this Rank their duties change to that of a mentor, teacher, counsellor, and keeper of the fragile balance held amongst the greedy spirits that would like nothing more but to endlessly expand their influence with reckless abandon. Being able to partake in the politics of Shamanism and able to lead and guide each other in anything which has to do with the spirits. Holding the strongest voice in the room when it comes to those lower than them, these shamans have a true understanding of the nature of the spirits they revere and commune with -Shaman Council- The Shaman Council being a source of leadership and decisions for Spiritual affairs run by collective voices of those with the rank of, Sharkû. When a new shaman is wanted by the Sharkû they’re to present them towards the shaman council which then these wiser shamans will see if the presented being is fit to take the spiritual role as the Spirits tool. The rules of which a new shaman is selected is based upon all which are present meaning the standards will differ from person to person, however, all should view the nominated potential shaman based around their spiritual devotion to the Spirits alongside their general willingness to help the shamans in general. It is ideal for this suggested potential shaman to be suggested by a Sharkû. ____________________________________________________________________________ Joining Format -------------------- IGN - Discord - -------------------- RP Name - Race - Age - Shaman or want to be one? -

Shamanism is the most questioned magic on the server. The Teachers of the magic have no one to teach and no one interested or brave enough in a RP sense to even aim to teach someone because, no ones there. The Orc community are more fixed to their own little bubble or becoming a goony playerbase. Rather then, expanding and improving the culture most would rather just become the same as every other culture on the server. Most say, oh yes, shamanism is good and all but I have never really had anyone show this in an RP standpoint and I teach two of the three implemented types of shamanism on the server at the moment. Shaman playerbase is full of very anti progression people. The Orc playerbase is the same. Shamanism is struggling as it is to remain alive don't need to add more to worry about just yet. Aim to focus on the playerbase and what is already around rather then adding more water to a dying fire. I'd be glad to return to Orcs to help out with spreading shamanism so can get the magic active to help with the goal of getting a stable community to be allowed, elemental back. But as it is, if this or any other write ups are accepted right now, it will just die out like last time when Teachers just stopped playing and stopped really caring, forcing the LT to just remove the lore all together. Give it a couple years then try again when things are stable

An Magical Elf smiles brightly as they hum to themselves, joyful tones fill them as their smile overtakes their features. Such a pog moment

(Application Form) Name: Chiyo Osser Race: Elf Experience: Too much Do you promise to uphold the Cosmic Balance and all it brings? Of course (McName:) Livviez (Discord:) You should know this

An aging Shaman of a Raguk catches wind of the plea. Their brow rises upon their worn, torn, scared face at the news. The wind blows freely around them as they rise to feet, the mountain they find themselves upon soothing with noises, a calling almost. The shaman's gaze narrows into a frown thought to them ". . . Ah plea from some un so young. Rememberz wen diz Raguk waz zmaller ah proud, noble . . . den zwayed tu eazily tu angereh. Did bad thingz ah made bad choicez" The Shaman's eyes roll letting out a sigh slouching upon spot, returning with a thump upon a tree stump "but ah brudda iz ah brudda. Mi will lizten clozer on da blah of da Zpiritz on diz plea. Hope da Rex peepz da zway of da Zpiritz wen deciding"

This is the third post I've seen from you asking basically for magic. I think you need to chill out before people start to be pulled off by the idea of teaching you. Keep searching within RP. Make friends, speak to people and be offered rather then requested. Magic is an enhancer not an end goal. Just have fun and don't aim to revolve your whole time asking around for magic. Comes across desperate. Not aiming to hate but suggesting

I feel this is ironic. Toxic man does toxic response and in return gets responded with toxic comments. Toxicity breeds toxicity. Hold thought in what you say and understand not everything is about a certain player or a certain playerbase. The saying of grow up comes to mind and it's just a game. If someone dislikes something they should always express there distaste. If you view them disagreeing and them disliking, being negative over what was posted out there. That is on you and everyone who has taken an opinion to heart. If Han just accepted not everyone will have good words towards his post and just didn't respond neither did his friends to the negativity surrounded the question of guns which plagued LoTC for as long as it's been around. No problems would of raised and one side would of been seen as just a group of negative people disagreeing with a lore post. End of day. Welcome to LoTC a game where people take their minecraft experience very seriously, it's kind of expected and I don't know why a post is needed for this topic personally. It happens, suck it up. Say your sorry and move on. But it is good drama and funny.

IGN: Lobbiez RP NAME: Ulvi Treebeard AGE: 92 ACTIVITY REQUIREMENT: Treebeard Clan CANDIDATE: Levian'Tol Grandaxe

An aging Raguk sits perked upon a stump of a tree, a cooling wide blows as the setting is close to a gushing river which gentle splashes the stones on the shore, a sense of peace lingers within the air as only a sweet smell of the natural life is around. They shiver somewhat as a breeze overcomes them. A frown drives deep into their brows, creasing her gaze as they part their mouth a shudder quivering "Ah new brudda haz entered da Ztarguzh" they mutter licking their lips, maintaining their frown until it hits her a sense of realisation "Oh . . . mi peep" a whisper almost, their features softening as they keep to their seat slouching down "Maybe in da guzh mi cud peep with lat more den when lat waz with uz" This Raguk shaman rises as a smile rose upon features. Slowly nodding their head at the idea of a great orc, one which wanted change and enjoyment is walking the fields of the Stargush'strol to forever be remembered as a honoured shaman and friend to those which cherished the time they held

Mhmm. Powering noobs with powerful magic is something I can do : )

An older Raguk Shaman catches wind of the missive. Slowly their tusked filled features turn to that of a smile, as laugh escapes them. Outstretching an index as she points in the general direct of this Missive "Now diz iz propa funneh newz" Dura'Raguk lets out as they wipe a tear from their eye. returning to her shamanistic duties to the Spirits

When you get bored one day and write magic. brr brr

It's always been cultured based on some random ass assigned mood things mages thought was 'cute', never confirmed lore

Barrynina - 100

Chiyo Osser supports anything which is tea related

Dura'Raguk shrugs unphased with a netural gaze upon her. The staff which she holds decorated heavily with Spiritual markings and paint sways in the wind, a jingle projecting from in in a soothing musical display as words escape "Zleepy time. Zleepy Time"

Motsham Dura’Raguk squints as she reads the long text, before speaking out as she writes a response back to the medic guild “All those who come to harm will be restored to full health by the healing properties of the shamans attending, no need to worry about someone’s event, invite the ologs for a good time, some others of Krugmar would surely wish to attend and other their help in the wounded”

Motsham Dura'Raguk, the Uruk Shaman squints their eyes as they're ageing and cannot read too good when it comes to long documentations. As the news spreads about pretty quickly by the amount of invited people, this Raguk doesn't see any Krugmar invites, shrugs and returns to staring at a wall speaking to trees within the Spiritual realm of Freygoth, Spirit of the Wild

Ulvi Treebeard shrugs letting out an ideal remark as she catches wind of the letter as she does her chores around the house "I alreadeh voted for da green fella" with that she returns to the housework

IGN: Lobbiez RP Name: Ulvi Treebeard Candidate: Durorn Ireheart

The Uncaring Fool “Close your eyes and turn your face into the wind. Feel it sweep along your skin in an invisible ocean of exultation. Suddenly, you know you are alive.” =============================================== As the birds fill a nearby meadow and the animals around create noises at this lush scene, the wind sways about brushing the flowers below and the leaves above. The golden hue of wheat surrounding this meadow in the middle is a path of dirt and gravel littered with an unkept feeling as eyes stare to the clouds. An individual stands in this wheat field, his gaze that of an old one and his eyes are slowly closing, his figure standing strong against these lushes breeze, as this small, tanned, redhead but holds no hair, peers around on this day inhaling as peace is all around. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “By Anbella, my feet are wet but my mind is dry, my gaze wearies and so do I …” this gravely voice calls breaking the silence around his words rhyming as they finish grumbling as he turns his head to absorb the view before him, his hand rising from behind back to wave at a smaller girl much smaller then any normal dwarf being that of a midget, of midgets. “Niece come here” his tone clears as he’d project it for the smaller lass, returning his hand behind back with a sigh “You’ve summoned at a strange time, however, my thanks none of the less, it has been pleasant speaking to those which can be spoken to” This small lass smiles in a brighten fashion as her head dips about in an excitement to her movements “T’ank yeh uncle. I did say yeh beh fine, from wat meh seen da uns yeh nae like are nae around and time can make yeh part of da hearth once more. As Anbellas dream was once, ah unified home” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Remembering is a pain in itself, forgetting is that pain freeing yourself” ============================================ The Elder smiles at the cheerful lass, a true smile hidden by his greying beard. Dipping his head to the smaller figure joy in eyes “Come, walk with me, help me up these mountains which this valley is littered in so you can claim the title you were neglected once more. This time, in time, not in pushed motions'' with that the elder extends an arm to the smaller younger lass before walking off into the peaceful meadow which was Hefrumm, walking into the forest which surrounds the forest dwarves as the time slowly turns to night with smiles upon faces and joy in their steps, the old and bitter appearing to slowly forget.