@Kingdoml1 Nice, that Orc warband will certainly be a force to reckon with.
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@CreeXLR Yes. So far we have dwarf, human, orc or elf. I will make an exception if you can give an amazing ( and I mean that ) background etc that fits with the race. PM me before suggesting something, so that the lore on here doesn't become distorted . 
@Kidd Yep, there's no rush. It's that time of the year for joy and busy f*cking days.
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No rush for posts, can't be running around Fallion in the mist, might trip over a corpse.
No rush for posts, can't be running around Fallion in the mist, might trip over a corpse.
Vunkar Black tongue
78, Male, Uruk-Hai
Appearance:
Vunkar has a tough rectangular face with a defined, slightly sharp pointed chin and a solid jawline. His dark slit eyes are abyssal pits that entrap a short and flattened nose between them, two momentary and narrowing eyebrows hang above them like crows on a branch. Below are a chiseled cheekbones, like birthing horns reaching for the lobes of his stubby and held back ears.
The lips that once felt the warmth breath of every black word he uttered, now stand dormant. Thin and mostly unused, they are the only diminutive feature of Vunkar's appearance. Across their sunless creases are the many pale scars of his past, vicious slashes that lead into his mouth and what remains of his bloodied tongue.
Beneath his wrinkled leather hood is a completely hairless head, decorated only with the trophies of battle, as the rest of his muscular body succours. He dons a varied armor set over his athletic body and on his muddy grey skin; an iron plated leather chest piece that is worn like a shirt, with sleeves that come to the elbow; thick hide arm guards that stretch from elbow to wrist; hide greaves with leather padding that sit just below the knee, boots with spiked iron soles for grip; a right knee 'capper' adorned with a serrated iron blade; overlaying leather fauld to reinforce the mid-section; turned leather cuisses that are tightly tied around the thighs; a left side iron pauldron with outer spiked frame; 5 iron finger guards spread unequally between both hands.
Equipment:
78, Male, Uruk-Hai
Appearance:
Vunkar has a tough rectangular face with a defined, slightly sharp pointed chin and a solid jawline. His dark slit eyes are abyssal pits that entrap a short and flattened nose between them, two momentary and narrowing eyebrows hang above them like crows on a branch. Below are a chiseled cheekbones, like birthing horns reaching for the lobes of his stubby and held back ears.
The lips that once felt the warmth breath of every black word he uttered, now stand dormant. Thin and mostly unused, they are the only diminutive feature of Vunkar's appearance. Across their sunless creases are the many pale scars of his past, vicious slashes that lead into his mouth and what remains of his bloodied tongue.
Beneath his wrinkled leather hood is a completely hairless head, decorated only with the trophies of battle, as the rest of his muscular body succours. He dons a varied armor set over his athletic body and on his muddy grey skin; an iron plated leather chest piece that is worn like a shirt, with sleeves that come to the elbow; thick hide arm guards that stretch from elbow to wrist; hide greaves with leather padding that sit just below the knee, boots with spiked iron soles for grip; a right knee 'capper' adorned with a serrated iron blade; overlaying leather fauld to reinforce the mid-section; turned leather cuisses that are tightly tied around the thighs; a left side iron pauldron with outer spiked frame; 5 iron finger guards spread unequally between both hands.
Equipment:
- Two hidden daggers - One on the underside of his left arm guard, the other lodged under the left leg of his cuisses.
- A crossbow that is hung on his back.
- Ten crossbow bolts in a large stolen man quiver, also on his back.
- An Uruk Hai sword that hangs by his side.
- A water skin and food sack that are tied to the back of his waist.
Personality:
A mind as steady as his aim, Vunkar is a believer in strategic advantage - in almost any of lifes situation. He is not easily talked down from cautiousness, though does not ignore arguments of reason as long as his eyes are cleared of crimson flame. He is fair in both trade and contract agreement, though this may not extrapolate into more 'sociable' skills.
Story:
The Black Tongue is a ghost among the dead in the land, among the twisted branches and whistling grass, his bolts fly in a song of screams. Severed limbs, bloodied and crumpled bodies, in piles or pinned to walls - such rumors have spread like disease among those who enjoy gossip. Some say he will slit the throat of any who mock his nonspeaking, pull the tongue from their mouths through the flowing wound, rip it from them with his blade sharp teeth and eat it raw as he watches them slowly die in a puddle of their own life blood.
While some of this may be true, there is only one thing that anyone can be sure of, one thing that would not be under debate. The Black Tongue is a deadly efficient killer, the best at what he does. His kill count is in the hundreds, and they can only keep on rising. Vunkar is comfortable in his reputation and life, though he still searches for his lost companion.
Biography:
Shara Gajutar Ta-parat
(~Black Speech~)
A mind as steady as his aim, Vunkar is a believer in strategic advantage - in almost any of lifes situation. He is not easily talked down from cautiousness, though does not ignore arguments of reason as long as his eyes are cleared of crimson flame. He is fair in both trade and contract agreement, though this may not extrapolate into more 'sociable' skills.
Story:
The Black Tongue is a ghost among the dead in the land, among the twisted branches and whistling grass, his bolts fly in a song of screams. Severed limbs, bloodied and crumpled bodies, in piles or pinned to walls - such rumors have spread like disease among those who enjoy gossip. Some say he will slit the throat of any who mock his nonspeaking, pull the tongue from their mouths through the flowing wound, rip it from them with his blade sharp teeth and eat it raw as he watches them slowly die in a puddle of their own life blood.
While some of this may be true, there is only one thing that anyone can be sure of, one thing that would not be under debate. The Black Tongue is a deadly efficient killer, the best at what he does. His kill count is in the hundreds, and they can only keep on rising. Vunkar is comfortable in his reputation and life, though he still searches for his lost companion.
Biography:
Shara Gajutar Ta-parat
(~Black Speech~)
Apologies for detail in armor, but considering he shan't be running around stark naked, I figured I'd write it up properly. Any confusion with parts etc. just google 'armor parts' then images.
This is what I have so far.
Vunkar Black tongue
78, Male, Uruk-Hai
Appearance:
Vunkar has a tough rectangular face with a defined, slightly sharp pointed chin and a solid jawline. His dark slit eyes are abyssal pits that entrap a short and flattened nose between them, two momentary and narrowing eyebrows hang above them like crows on a branch. Below are a chiseled cheekbones, like birthing horns reaching for the lobes of his stubby and held back ears.
The lips that once felt the warmth breath of every black word he uttered, now stand dormant. Thin and mostly unused, they are the only diminutive feature of Vunkar's appearance. Across their sunless creases are the many pale scars of his past, vicious slashes that lead into his mouth and what remains of his bloodied tongue.
Beneath his wrinkled leather hood is a completely hairless head, decorated only with the trophies of battle, as the rest of his muscular body succours. He dons a varied armor set over his athletic body and on his muddy grey skin; an iron plated leather chest piece that is worn like a shirt, with sleeves that come to the elbow; thick hide arm guards that stretch from elbow to wrist; hide greaves with leather padding that sit just below the knee, boots with spiked iron soles for grip; a right knee 'capper' adorned with a serrated iron blade; overlaying leather fauld to reinforce the mid-section; turned leather cuisses that are tightly tied around the thighs; a left side iron pauldron with outer spiked frame; 5 iron finger guards spread unequally between both hands.
Equipment:
78, Male, Uruk-Hai
Appearance:
Vunkar has a tough rectangular face with a defined, slightly sharp pointed chin and a solid jawline. His dark slit eyes are abyssal pits that entrap a short and flattened nose between them, two momentary and narrowing eyebrows hang above them like crows on a branch. Below are a chiseled cheekbones, like birthing horns reaching for the lobes of his stubby and held back ears.
The lips that once felt the warmth breath of every black word he uttered, now stand dormant. Thin and mostly unused, they are the only diminutive feature of Vunkar's appearance. Across their sunless creases are the many pale scars of his past, vicious slashes that lead into his mouth and what remains of his bloodied tongue.
Beneath his wrinkled leather hood is a completely hairless head, decorated only with the trophies of battle, as the rest of his muscular body succours. He dons a varied armor set over his athletic body and on his muddy grey skin; an iron plated leather chest piece that is worn like a shirt, with sleeves that come to the elbow; thick hide arm guards that stretch from elbow to wrist; hide greaves with leather padding that sit just below the knee, boots with spiked iron soles for grip; a right knee 'capper' adorned with a serrated iron blade; overlaying leather fauld to reinforce the mid-section; turned leather cuisses that are tightly tied around the thighs; a left side iron pauldron with outer spiked frame; 5 iron finger guards spread unequally between both hands.
Equipment:
- Two hidden daggers - One on the underside of his left arm guard, the other lodged under the left leg of his cuisses.
- A crossbow that is hung on his back.
- Ten crossbow bolts in a large stolen man quiver, also on his back.
- An Uruk Hai sword that hangs by his side.
- A water skin and food sack that are tied to the back of his waist.
Personality: Put in as little or as much as you want here. Just remember, if your character doesn't want to be part of a story, or part of a group, this is not the RP for you.
Story: Everyone has a story to tell. This is not the story that has already been told; that's your Biography. Instead, give us a synopsis of the story you want to tell, what you want us to be a part of.
Biography: The history of your character. Also a good opportunity to discuss how they came to learn whatever skills and abilities they have.
Story: Everyone has a story to tell. This is not the story that has already been told; that's your Biography. Instead, give us a synopsis of the story you want to tell, what you want us to be a part of.
Biography: The history of your character. Also a good opportunity to discuss how they came to learn whatever skills and abilities they have.
@LadyRunic Perhaps your right, two Uruk-Hai VS the world is better than one :)
@LadyRunic Would you not prefer more diversity? If not then I can work on my initial foundation.
Okay, hello. I showed interest in the IC, so I'm here to join. Though, it seems the character idea I had has been taken from me. Give me time to re-think. 
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