Post by Trinn on Jan 5, 2013 13:09:26 GMT -5
Your username: Trinn
Character's name: Ralgr
Character's age: 38
Character's attitude: Usually silent, Ralgr has little to say to those around him. He speaks when he needs to, and no more. His best form of communication is in the looks he gives, and the way he fights. Ralgr loves fighting more than most Urgals, and volunteers himself and his clan willingly to any fight. Though bloodthirsty, Ralgr is not necessarily unkind, though he is also not the nicest either. The kull loves to prove his worth in battle, and revels in the sight of blood. He possess a sort of honor that strays from the traditional morals. Ralgr is a leader, and he would rather die than loose the possession of his clan.
Character's Race: Kull
Character's appearance: Ralgr is large even for a kull, he stands at 8'5", with massive, curling horns set at his temples. He has etched certain urgal glyphs into his horns, giving him a rather more fierce appearance. The hair that he has has been braided behind his head in war fashion. Ralgr is not only tall, but also thick with muscle. His eyes are a surprising shade of green, rather than the customary black and brown of the Urgal race. He wears a black leather chest piece, and a leather loincloth, but nothing else, except his weapons.
Character's allegiance: Shade Uprising.
Weapons: A large battle axe designed by dwarves. He also carries a short sword that he uses as a dagger. Beyond that, Ralgr is skilled at making most items into weapons. Blunt or sharp, he can kill with most anything.
Other Info: Always rides his Shrgg into battle, or just for the sake of transportation. Besides his killing skill, the shrgg is what he is known for.
History: Ralgr was born near the spine, and there raised in his urgal clan. From a young age he was picking fights, and soon became a wrestler to fear. When his horns began to grow, and it became apparent that he would become a kull, Ralgr was given a certain amount of respect. Yet he would not be considered a true kull until he proved himself in the wild. At sixteen, Ralgr went off on his own journey. By the time he left his clan, they had migrated near the Beor Mountains. It was in these mountains that Ralgr came across a giant wolf, a female shrrg. The mountain wolf did her best to slay Ralgr, but the kull was quick and cunning. He was able to kill the shrrg with a fallen branch. As he went about skinning the shrrg as proof of his kill, as well as to prove his merit as a Kull warrior, Ralgr heard the whining of a puppy. After a moment of searching, he found the Shrrg pup. Picking the infant up by the throat, he prepared to deliver a killing blow. For some reason, he could never make the kill. He took the puppy under his care then, and for five years he stayed in the Beors and raised the puppy, training and cultivating it.
He returned to his clan riding the male Shrrg, Urgrin, and wearing the pelt of its mother. The Herndal instantly deemed Ralgr a superior warrior and clansmen. But Ralgr was not satisfied with just that title. He challenged the male leaders of the clan, and in time came to rule them. His lust for power drove him, even, to overthrow the traditional rulers of the clan, the Herndal. Under the threat of death, the Herndal bowed down to him and appointed him leader. Believing he acted honorably, Ralgr allowed the Herndall to stay within his clan, as his personal advisers.
Once the Empire war was over, Ralgr grew bored. Nightstalker was out for peace, and peace did not allow fighting. Ralgr was forced to satisfy himself with challenging other clans and taking those into his own. In this way he has amassed a fair amount of subjects, and many have taken to calling him the Urgal King, though the words are often whispered in loathing and sarcasm by the other clans, and with fear among his own. When he heard of the shade army, Ralgr was quick to pledge his and his clans service to Katriana. Now was his chance to be a warrior again, and to shed the blood that he so loved.
Role Play Sample: Urgrin snarled and ripped at the human that fled before him. Ralgr laughed as the man was ripped in half by the Shrrg. Sliding off the wolf's back, Ralgr bellowed a challenge and stormed into the village. The townsfolk screamed in terror and fled before him. Ralgr cut them down easily, swinging his battle axe as if it weighed no more than a stick. The clan came behind him, shouting war cries and brandishing torches. Soon the village was in flames, and blood churned in the muddy ground. Ralgr stood in the center of it all, holding his arms up to the sky in victory, and bellowing until his lungs held no more air. Urgrin ran through the village, hunting down the humans who hid, his howls echoing over the dying village.
OOC: Accepted!
Character's name: Ralgr
Character's age: 38
Character's attitude: Usually silent, Ralgr has little to say to those around him. He speaks when he needs to, and no more. His best form of communication is in the looks he gives, and the way he fights. Ralgr loves fighting more than most Urgals, and volunteers himself and his clan willingly to any fight. Though bloodthirsty, Ralgr is not necessarily unkind, though he is also not the nicest either. The kull loves to prove his worth in battle, and revels in the sight of blood. He possess a sort of honor that strays from the traditional morals. Ralgr is a leader, and he would rather die than loose the possession of his clan.
Character's Race: Kull
Character's appearance: Ralgr is large even for a kull, he stands at 8'5", with massive, curling horns set at his temples. He has etched certain urgal glyphs into his horns, giving him a rather more fierce appearance. The hair that he has has been braided behind his head in war fashion. Ralgr is not only tall, but also thick with muscle. His eyes are a surprising shade of green, rather than the customary black and brown of the Urgal race. He wears a black leather chest piece, and a leather loincloth, but nothing else, except his weapons.
Character's allegiance: Shade Uprising.
Weapons: A large battle axe designed by dwarves. He also carries a short sword that he uses as a dagger. Beyond that, Ralgr is skilled at making most items into weapons. Blunt or sharp, he can kill with most anything.
Other Info: Always rides his Shrgg into battle, or just for the sake of transportation. Besides his killing skill, the shrgg is what he is known for.
History: Ralgr was born near the spine, and there raised in his urgal clan. From a young age he was picking fights, and soon became a wrestler to fear. When his horns began to grow, and it became apparent that he would become a kull, Ralgr was given a certain amount of respect. Yet he would not be considered a true kull until he proved himself in the wild. At sixteen, Ralgr went off on his own journey. By the time he left his clan, they had migrated near the Beor Mountains. It was in these mountains that Ralgr came across a giant wolf, a female shrrg. The mountain wolf did her best to slay Ralgr, but the kull was quick and cunning. He was able to kill the shrrg with a fallen branch. As he went about skinning the shrrg as proof of his kill, as well as to prove his merit as a Kull warrior, Ralgr heard the whining of a puppy. After a moment of searching, he found the Shrrg pup. Picking the infant up by the throat, he prepared to deliver a killing blow. For some reason, he could never make the kill. He took the puppy under his care then, and for five years he stayed in the Beors and raised the puppy, training and cultivating it.
He returned to his clan riding the male Shrrg, Urgrin, and wearing the pelt of its mother. The Herndal instantly deemed Ralgr a superior warrior and clansmen. But Ralgr was not satisfied with just that title. He challenged the male leaders of the clan, and in time came to rule them. His lust for power drove him, even, to overthrow the traditional rulers of the clan, the Herndal. Under the threat of death, the Herndal bowed down to him and appointed him leader. Believing he acted honorably, Ralgr allowed the Herndall to stay within his clan, as his personal advisers.
Once the Empire war was over, Ralgr grew bored. Nightstalker was out for peace, and peace did not allow fighting. Ralgr was forced to satisfy himself with challenging other clans and taking those into his own. In this way he has amassed a fair amount of subjects, and many have taken to calling him the Urgal King, though the words are often whispered in loathing and sarcasm by the other clans, and with fear among his own. When he heard of the shade army, Ralgr was quick to pledge his and his clans service to Katriana. Now was his chance to be a warrior again, and to shed the blood that he so loved.
Role Play Sample: Urgrin snarled and ripped at the human that fled before him. Ralgr laughed as the man was ripped in half by the Shrrg. Sliding off the wolf's back, Ralgr bellowed a challenge and stormed into the village. The townsfolk screamed in terror and fled before him. Ralgr cut them down easily, swinging his battle axe as if it weighed no more than a stick. The clan came behind him, shouting war cries and brandishing torches. Soon the village was in flames, and blood churned in the muddy ground. Ralgr stood in the center of it all, holding his arms up to the sky in victory, and bellowing until his lungs held no more air. Urgrin ran through the village, hunting down the humans who hid, his howls echoing over the dying village.
OOC: Accepted!
