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Simochii

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  1. *Tolkien'Gorkil She was in the middle of battle her entire life flashed before her eyes. She found herself in krugmar as a kub once more with her Gorkil bruddahs and sistahs, the next she was a teenager doing her gorkil trials against much hardship and those beliving she couldnt, then an adult watching each and every one of her kin die of old age or war. She had almost given up until she decided to go on a votar to find her meaning. she found it in the art of war. upon returning the goi was brand new with the gorkils still strong bringing a tear to her eye upon seeing a cub that was within her clan... it was still strong. there was a flash and she was in the mist of battle again with a spear through her heart but she wouldnt give up, piking the rider off his horse before she had been slain.*
  2. *Cob'Lur only suffered bites from the captures and was busy tending the tavern when the notice went out, nodding with a grin but only at the victory of it all*
  3. *Cob'Lur hears the message and shakes her head , she hoped this would end well for her leader as without him she feared he would be denied stargush himself with a hex or something far worse than death* "Mii hav lats bakk" *She muttered silently to herself from the tavern as she secretly prepared her blades*
  4. *Meep reads the missive and spits on it* "maybe if da rex wazn't incopitant dey would bii hozh ageen .... He'z lukee ... Oooh zoo lukee." *Taking the parchment and folding it up to put in her book of theruz*
  5. *Meep wasn't hiding her presence during the meeting and was simply watching. Fighting the urge to enjoy her catpaw pipe. Instead taking mental notes and opting to not speak to give herself away. She found the information insightful and now looking at the missive of the dwarves with a grin*
  6. *Meep wasn't home thankfully and returned to her home on fire. She sighs as she seen the destruction and was glad she moved her puppy back to the goi* "Den bazturdz .. Meep Kant lib anywhar without zone ziag happunen .. wii wure zimple fulk nawt whub dey klaim we wurr"
  7. *Meep grows curious, simply wondering what this phenomenon was. Hoping to find it only to see what it was and hoping that if it needed help. To protect it from whatever made it fall in the first place. Hoping to gain an ally and friend*
  8. *Meep looks upon the missive sent from the Irehearts. Rolling her eyes behind her helm and sighing. She couldn't understand why such a thing even happens. Looking at it wordless*
  9. What do you think of my characters? The most memorable thing we done is when you was rex and yelled at woolie several times.
  10. *Meep looked to the self proclaimed targoth, she never seen him before in her life. The small goblin child peering at him in deep question. But says nothing as the politics of krugmar we're already confusing enough but now orcs she never knew or heard about come along as if they knew the place*
  11. *Readies her blade, having sharpened her axe scythe. Impurity and weakness had to be purged by bloodletting. Awaiting the command to slay in the name of what the silver state stood for and be rid of the filthy taint that threatened it. Having donned her armor and taking on her number. Nineteen would befit the punishment. Nineteen minutes till silence took their minds and the darkness the sight. Every moment torture to be had to make an example of weakness*
  12. *Woolie gets a smirk on her face , it not seen by her skull mask.* "Mii peep furwurd tuu tortur awd zenden in da zurvivirz az littl tokenz" *her looking at a schematic* "bum bum"
  13. Participation Form: IGN (MC Username): Simochii Discord: Somebody#0250 Likes: Farming , Bunnies, Cats , Fishing , Pastels , Aesthetic Dislikes: Veggies , Not Useful items , Mirrors
  14. :Ign: Simochii Theme: Abstract Art
  15. *Pratai hears of this missive, her shaking her head and collecting what few items she did have* “seems like the demons are the only ones able to uphold promises” *her muttering in her little room and goes to leave the town* “they dont need me, they never have .. and if they do, they will come to me … im tired of going to them”
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    Katzchens

    Born in Gobbo town in Krugmar she lived the hard life, klomping with siblings to survive in a hard world where the weak get left behind. She valued honor and loyalty while growing up as raised that way by her parents while she was still a toddler. However, they would die in battle thus leaving the poor girl to survive in the world like a street urchin. On occasion, she would travel to Suitca to collect pets from the pet store and bring them back to kill and sacrifice to the older Orcs, Goblins, and Oologs but not in their face more like putting them on the blarg of the intended targets home all mangled and bloody from her killing it. She would shine and sharpen her tusks on rocks and would surely survive off the farm's food she would scavenge from and learned to blah from a distance. Generally shy around other Orcs after her parents died she would stay away from them after her siblings went to find other things and places to be. She wants to grow up to be the next big grubgoth and to provide food for the hungry and eventually get used to other orcs who would accept her in now that she wasn't a defenseless child. Her journey starts now from the depths Krugmar to the vast city unknown to her, maybe one day she will join a clan and do them bub’hozh and bring much honor.
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    Simochii

    I have put in the required feilds ... I did not know that they slipped past me.
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    Simochii

    "Far far away within the mountains lays a small village undocumented by explorers the entryway well protected by a veil of vines and loose roots from the glorious trees they worshop as divine guardians. Simochii being one of the fledglings of the clan and from one of the happiest families within it however, her soul seemed to ache and yearn for a different life of that of meere farming. Known for her medicine and stitching at a young age Simochii was led into the medical practice at the ripe age of eight while before that age was prompted to watch and make notes of the current in feild doctor at the time Dr.Rootafell the third. The old man also prompted Simochii to take up sewing classes to study her stitching techniques as well as make the rags needed for cleaning and dressing various wounds he tended to." "Having the urge of adventure in her heart she would often wander out of town and even sometimes out of the divine protection of the veil. One day while exploring a band of guard found her and wondered where she had come from, not wanting strangers in the village she proclaimed she was lost and therefore was taken in by them. One being wounded from battle and with instinct as her guide she helped patch him up. Astonished by her talent the marines put her under the care of thier own doctor to study very vigorusly the art of medicine. At the age of fifteen the young woman had already made a name for herself and was the prime prodogy of that particular base but even that glory did not spare her from punishment when her whimsy had struck." "By the time she grew to be eighteen she was a well endowed artisan of medicine yet even then the yearn for adventure remained so using her wit she escaped the guard and went to join a Pirate crew in hopes they could protect her from them while in return she healed thier sick and injured."
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