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Post by Korlat Mon Apr 26, 2021 4:01 am


Korlat

General


Alias/Nicknames: Kor,
Race: Anthro
Sub-species: Draconyte ( Elder Dragon )
Gender / Sexuality: Female |Pansexual
Age: A lady does not disclose her age.
Alighment: Rogue | Chaotic Neutral
Faction:

Persona


Personality:Korlat is best known for her silence and observation of situations. She is knowledgeable about the world and possible dangers within while remaining optimistic for the best mental results. Kindness and patience are two key factors that keep Korlat from becoming something sinister. Thus with her vast knowledge, she is always looking to gain more or be a teacher and grace others with wisdom. When she is angry, which is not often, it is best that you go the other way. Korlat can be extremely hostile to other species that are not Anthro’s due to her upbringing during the Holy War. Oftentimes she is withdrawn into herself reminiscing on the past and some trauma that she survived and has to still live through to this day. A dreamer trying to escape the nightmares that plague her on a day-to-day basis whether she is awake or asleep. This does also make her untrusting from time to time on what is reality and what is currently real, books help her escape from this shattered part of herself more often than not. Curiosity and a willingness to explore new things are mainly what keeps this wartorn scholar together; coupled with the hopes of recovering or rebuilding the shattered windows to her soul.  

History:  Summary: Korlat was born in the town of Riverforte, during the time of the war living off on the outskirts of town her home was attacked. They fled into the town of Rivergate for safety to avoid pretty much everyone who sought to kill off the Anthro people. In time she had grown to fight and learned more of her Elder Dragon growth; utilizing her abilities Korlat had gone to war in order to fight for what she believed would be a better future. A fool's dream which cost the lives of those she would call family and shatter a deep part of herself that had still yet to heal.


TLDR:
_ Enter Scene: Young Korlat
Flames rolled as smoke billowed overhead like a beacon for help; burnt flesh and boiling blood flooded her nostrils. The crackling of the rubble around her lay muted beneath the wailing that assaulted her senses. ‘Whose voice is that..’ Cooling streams sprang free on flushed cheeks - her lungs burned, it was hard to breathe. A rough shake and she was back to reality, the noise balancing out as her blurry vision found the source and a voice. “GET UP WE HAVE TO RUN!” Another shove and she straightened as the adrenaline kicked in, the pale moon illuminated the all-consuming fire around them. Her home a few miles from Riverforte was on fire, her home was on fire!! With haste, she took the familiar hand and sprinted off into the night. Another young child stumbled out from some rubble a scorched hand dangled as a gurgling wail could be heard within. The child shuddered and her heart broke, taking the traumatized youth they departed.. Several years of hiding and traveling during the war took place for Korlat and the rest. Gaining knowledge in both combat and the ways of nature itself, they reached a safe place with Eldrich sympathizers. During this time Korlat stuck to the books learning anything she could to keep herself busy. With little Yanni at her side, Korlat was left to her own devices while Tyriel provided for both children. With Tyriel work around the towns to provide for both kids, thankfully Tyriel was a skilled healer among their tribe. For some of her younger years, Korlat spent time studying medicine and herds. When she was old enough to enlist in order to combat the humans in the war, her studies changed as did the cultivation of her combative experience and magic.

_ Enter Scene: Adolescent Korlat
War sang out like a passionate choir strumming the heartstrings for many. Ideals as to why spanned from greed to being a martyr; then there were those like Korlat who stalked the field to kill. Vengeance was her fire for the time being, even if she now knelt applying first aid. Sword across the back with whip free; blood and dirt soiled her armor. “P-P-Please..” “Save your strength” She quieted her comrade as several others approached with transport out. With the last bandage in place they loaded him up, a hand had come to deal them death. As the five killers seeped into the open space Korlat was in action. Her whip found the first man’s neck in a tight wrap before she yanked, ending his life. Flicking her wrist the whip retracted back as she dumped it into the holster. Turning she faced the next closest advancing upon his pause in pace. Panic urged the solder forth performing a weak lunge that she sidestepped and countered by crushing the trachea with a close jab. Taking the struggling man she used his armored body to intercept two spear jabs. She let the corpse go using its weight to drag both men off-balance. Without mercy, their companion’s sword liberated them of a voice as she had done to him. A metallic bolt skipped past her embedding itself. A curse escaped her lips as she grabbed yet another body to catch the next bolt and push her advance on the retreating figure. As the next quarrel skipped past her leg she closed to the gap with the baggage. Throwing it at the man, it struck him bowling him over into a tumbling heap. Raising both arms she threw the sword so that it impaled them both against the upraise of the hill. Moments of tranquility swiftly returned before she moved onto the next location. During her time out she often wrote to Yanni who had stepped in helping Tyriel with medicine and other chores around the house.

_Enter Scene: Adult Korlat
A blanket of stars gave light for those traveling in the darkness. The moon’s shape lay crested upon the pavement waxing itself into a new face to come. Winter had begun to grip the lands as the war waged on. Humans against those who would seek to be free of slavery under mortal hands. Yet there was no true ally to be had besides her own kind, Yanni’s and Tyriel’s necklaces were nestled in her armor. Flashbacks of blooded walls and hacked bodies greeted her mind at the thought of them both. Butchered to a backstabbing Eldritch who sought to get goody with the hume. Scoffing her lips twitched into a ghastly smile. Their screams would be the calm she needed for her soul, peering down a group of three walked side by side. Two guards flanking the lower demon who hired them, her bloodlust restrained for stealth she waited. Several more steps and they were where she wanted then, death approached from above with a ghostly smile. Her blade cut down in a sweeping arch cutting into both guards with ease, thanks to them being a lot taller she could take her time now. Both bodies dropped as her leg kicked him in the back of the head upon landing. Rolling out the fall she rose and charged forward, the demon had risen up babbling for forgiveness but there was none. Steel met flesh painting the white snow a steaming hot crimson into the mud. “Did you spare my family when they begged you..?” She asked lightly kneeling down beside the thrashing figure she watched the light leave his eyes with calm; disregarding the fact she was a soldier she did not care. Her reason for being here had been eliminated thus freeing her of any chains she once felt. Cleaning the blade on the corpse she turned and departed. After the internal betrayal with her family, Korlat left to explore more of the world shutting herself away from many. Thus she remained a nomad wandering and exploring till the war had ended. Now her days are spent wondering Vyldermire looking for mystery and change.


Likes: - Sleeping
Learning
Drinking
Cooking
Arts and Crafts
Adventure

Dislikes: - Laziness
Lack of Thoughtfullness
Negativity
Rude folks
Short Flights
Not having traveling companions

Goal/Aspiration: - Establish a Household name
Earn Fame among the people
Perhaps start a family
Adventures and Epic Conquest
Befriend every Creature of Olde
Protect all Smol Beans

Key Fear/Adversary: - Korlat is afraid of snakes
Fears the loss of her kind
War coming again

Appearance


Height:6'2"
Body Type: Thick, almost Amazonian
Hair: Korlat’s hair is a thick mane that goes down to her knees. Being dark brown she keeps it in three braids. One long french braid down the back and one on either shoulder. Being shorter than the main braid in the back her secondary braids end just atop her ample chest.
Eyes: Golden pupils with a horizontal iris
Skin Tone: Bronzed hue that illuminates against the sunlight.
Scales: Due to her Elder Dragon heritage, her scales are black. In human form, the scales are placed in different spots. Scales are located on the back of her hands in a hexagon, then there is a strip of scales that run from the bridge of her nose up to her forehead.
Tail: 4’ in length in human form
Wings: Korlat keeps her wings out of sight.

Overall Appearance:
”Appearance”:
Korlat 0e36d8b82adfb287b9764b046c5bf1a5 FC Art belongs to: Gogalking



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Post by Nessa Cordelia Lux Thu Apr 29, 2021 10:51 pm

Hey there, so there are a couple things that need to be amended before this application can be approved. Once you've made the recommended changes, bump the thread and we'll take a look.

- Chaotic is not an alignment, our alignments are either Rogue or Adventure Guild, please amend this.
- Personality's should be a minimum of 200 words, pleased expand this section of your application.
- Whilst you are welcome to include rp sections in your app for your own information, a history should really be an overall description of your characters locale and upbringing. So I'm going to have to ask you include a OOC summary of this of a minimum of 100 words. Additionally, you wrote in your history that Rivergate was on fire, if you meant Rivengate, I'm going to have to ask you change this because this is not a part of Rivengate's lore. Alternatively if this is a place you have created I'm also going to have to ask you to change this, the names of Vyldermire's locale are admin domain only as stated in the site rules.
- Additionally, your current avatar is too wide and is stretching onto the posting area and covering text, as such I'm going to have to ask you to make this smaller. The recommended width is 200 px.
Spoiler:

@Korlat wrote:

Korlat

General


Alias/Nicknames: Kor,
Race: Anthro
Sub-species: Draconyte ( Elder Dragon )
Gender / Sexuality: Female |Pansexual
Age: A lady does not disclose her age.
Alighment: Chaotic
Faction: Rogue

Persona


Personality: Korlat is best known for her silence and observation of situations. She is knowledgeable about the world and possible dangers within while remaining optimistic for the best mental results. Kindness and patience are two key factors that keep Korlat from becoming something sinister. Thus with her vast knowledge, she is always looking to gain more or be a teacher and grace others with wisdom. When she is angry which is not often, it is best that you go the other way.  

History:  _ Enter Scene: Young Korlat
Flames rolled as smoke billowed overhead like a beacon for help; burnt flesh and boiling blood flooded her nostrils. The crackling of the rubble around her lay muted beneath the wailing that assaulted her senses. ‘Whose voice is that..’ Cooling streams sprang free on flushed cheeks - her lungs burned, it was hard to breathe. A rough shake and she was back to reality, the noise balancing out as her blurry vision found the source and a voice. “GET UP WE HAVE TO RUN!” Another shove and she straightened as the adrenaline kicked in, the pale moon illuminated the all-consuming fire around them. Rivergate was on fire, her home was on fire!! With haste, she took the familiar hand and sprinted off into the night. Another young child stumbled out from some rubble a scorched hand dangled as a gurgling wail could be heard within. The child shuddered and her heart broke, taking the traumatized youth they departed.. Several years of hiding and traveling during the war took place for Korlat and the rest. Gaining knowledge in both combat and the ways of nature itself, they reached a safe place with Eldrich sympathizers. During this time Korlat stuck to the books learning anything she could to keep herself busy. With little Yanni at her side, Korlat was left to her own devices while Tyriel provided for both children. With Tyriel work around the towns to provide for both kids, thankfully Tyriel was a skilled healer among their tribe. For some of her younger years, Korlat spent time studying medicine and herds. When she was old enough to enlist in order to combat the humans in the war, her studies changed as did the cultivation of her combative experience and magic.

_ Enter Scene: Adolescent Korlat
War sang out like a passionate choir strumming the heartstrings for many. Ideals as to why spanned from greed to being a martyr; then there were those like Korlat who stalked the field to kill. Vengeance was her fire for the time being, even if she now knelt applying first aid. Sword across the back with whip free; blood and dirt soiled her armor. “P-P-Please..” “Save your strength” She quieted her comrade as several others approached with transport out. With the last bandage in place they loaded him up, a hand had come to deal them death. As the five killers seeped into the open space Korlat was in action. Her whip found the first man’s neck in a tight wrap before she yanked, ending his life. Flicking her wrist the whip retracted back as she dumped it into the holster. Turning she faced the next closest advancing upon his pause in pace. Panic urged the solder forth performing a weak lunge that she sidestepped and countered by crushing the trachea with a close jab. Taking the struggling man she used his armored body to intercept two spear jabs. She let the corpse go using its weight to drag both men off-balance. Without mercy, their companion’s sword liberated them of a voice as she had done to him. A metallic bolt skipped past her embedding itself. A curse escaped her lips as she grabbed yet another body to catch the next bolt and push her advance on the retreating figure. As the next quarrel skipped past her leg she closed to the gap with the baggage. Throwing it at the man, it struck him bowling him over into a tumbling heap. Raising both arms she threw the sword so that it impaled them both against the upraise of the hill. Moments of tranquility swiftly returned before she moved onto the next location. During her time out she often wrote to Yanni who had stepped in helping Tyriel with medicine and other chores around the house.

_Enter Scene: Adult Korlat
A blanket of stars gave light for those traveling in the darkness. The moon’s shape lay crested upon the pavement waxing itself into a new face to come. Winter had begun to grip the lands as the war waged on. Humans against those who would seek to be free of slavery under mortal hands. Yet there was no true ally to be had besides her own kind, Yanni’s and Tyriel’s necklaces were nestled in her armor. Flashbacks of blooded walls and hacked bodies greeted her mind at the thought of them both. Butchered to a backstabbing Eldritch who sought to get goody goody with the hume. Scoffing her lips twitched into a ghastly smile. Their screams would be the calm she needed for her soul, peering down a group of three walked side by side. Two guards flanking the lower demon who hired them, her bloodlust restrained for stealth she waited. Several more steps and they were where she wanted then, death approached from above with a ghostly smile. Her blade cut down in a sweeping arch cutting into both guards with ease, thanks to them being a lot taller she could take her time now. Both bodies dropped as her leg kicked him in the back of the head upon landing. Rolling out the fall she rose and charged forward, the demon had risen up babbling for forgiveness but there was none. Steel met flesh painting the white snow a steaming hot crimson into the mud. “Did you spare my family when they begged you..?” She asked lightly kneeling down beside the thrashing figure she watched the light leave his eyes with calm; disregarding the fact she was a soldier she did not care. Her reason for being here had been eliminated thus freeing her of any chains she once felt. Cleaning the blade on the corpse she turned and departed. After the internal betrayal with her family, Korlat left to explore more of the world shutting herself away from many. Thus she remained a nomad wandering and exploring till the war had ended. Now her days are spent wondering Vyldermire looking for mystery and change.


Likes: - Sleeping
Learning
Drinking
Cooking
Arts and Crafts
Adventure

Dislikes: - Laziness
Lack of Thoughtfullness
Negativity
Rude folks
Short Flights
Not having traveling companions

Goal/Aspiration: - Establish a Household name
Earn Fame among the people
Perhaps start a family
Adventures and Epic Conquest
Befriend every Creature of Olde
Protect all Smol Beans

Key Fear/Adversary: - Korlat is afraid of snakes
Fears the loss of her kind
War coming again

Appearance


Height:5’2
Body Type: Thick, almost Amazonian
Hair: Korlat’s hair is a thick mane that goes down to her knees. Being dark brown she keeps it in three braids. One long french braid down the back and one on either shoulder. Being shorter than the main braid in the back her secondary braids end just atop her ample chest.
Eyes: Golden pupils with a horizontal iris
Skin Tone: Bronzed hue that illuminates against the sunlight.
Scales: Due to her Elder Dragon heritage, her scales are black. In human form, the scales are placed in different spots. Scales are located on the back of her hands in a hexagon, then there is a strip of scales that run from the bridge of her nose up to her forehead.
Tail: 3’ in length in human form
Wings: Korlat keeps her wings out of sight.

Overall Appearance:
”Appearance”:
Korlat 0e36d8b82adfb287b9764b046c5bf1a5 FC Art belongs to: Gogalking


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Post by Nessa Cordelia Lux Fri Apr 30, 2021 9:20 am

Spoiler:
@Korlat wrote:

Korlat

General


Alias/Nicknames: Kor,
Race: Anthro
Sub-species: Draconyte ( Elder Dragon )
Gender / Sexuality: Female |Pansexual
Age: A lady does not disclose her age.
Alighment: Rogue | Chaotic Neutral
Faction:

Persona


Personality:Korlat is best known for her silence and observation of situations. She is knowledgeable about the world and possible dangers within while remaining optimistic for the best mental results. Kindness and patience are two key factors that keep Korlat from becoming something sinister. Thus with her vast knowledge, she is always looking to gain more or be a teacher and grace others with wisdom. When she is angry, which is not often, it is best that you go the other way. Korlat can be extremely hostile to other species that are not Anthro’s due to her upbringing during the Holy War. Oftentimes she is withdrawn into herself reminiscing on the past and some trauma that she survived and has to still live through to this day. A dreamer trying to escape the nightmares that plague her on a day-to-day basis whether she is awake or asleep. This does also make her untrusting from time to time on what is reality and what is currently real, books help her escape from this shattered part of herself more often than not. Curiosity and a willingness to explore new things are mainly what keeps this wartorn scholar together; coupled with the hopes of recovering or rebuilding the shattered windows to her soul.  

History:  Summary: Korlat was born in the town of Riverforte, during the time of the war living off on the outskirts of town her home was attacked. They fled into the town of Rivergate for safety to avoid pretty much everyone who sought to kill off the Anthro people. In time she had grown to fight and learned more of her Elder Dragon growth; utilizing her abilities Korlat had gone to war in order to fight for what she believed would be a better future. A fool's dream which cost the lives of those she would call family and shatter a deep part of herself that had still yet to heal.


TLDR:
_ Enter Scene: Young Korlat
Flames rolled as smoke billowed overhead like a beacon for help; burnt flesh and boiling blood flooded her nostrils. The crackling of the rubble around her lay muted beneath the wailing that assaulted her senses. ‘Whose voice is that..’ Cooling streams sprang free on flushed cheeks - her lungs burned, it was hard to breathe. A rough shake and she was back to reality, the noise balancing out as her blurry vision found the source and a voice. “GET UP WE HAVE TO RUN!” Another shove and she straightened as the adrenaline kicked in, the pale moon illuminated the all-consuming fire around them. Her home a few miles from Riverforte was on fire, her home was on fire!! With haste, she took the familiar hand and sprinted off into the night. Another young child stumbled out from some rubble a scorched hand dangled as a gurgling wail could be heard within. The child shuddered and her heart broke, taking the traumatized youth they departed.. Several years of hiding and traveling during the war took place for Korlat and the rest. Gaining knowledge in both combat and the ways of nature itself, they reached a safe place with Eldrich sympathizers. During this time Korlat stuck to the books learning anything she could to keep herself busy. With little Yanni at her side, Korlat was left to her own devices while Tyriel provided for both children. With Tyriel work around the towns to provide for both kids, thankfully Tyriel was a skilled healer among their tribe. For some of her younger years, Korlat spent time studying medicine and herds. When she was old enough to enlist in order to combat the humans in the war, her studies changed as did the cultivation of her combative experience and magic.

_ Enter Scene: Adolescent Korlat
War sang out like a passionate choir strumming the heartstrings for many. Ideals as to why spanned from greed to being a martyr; then there were those like Korlat who stalked the field to kill. Vengeance was her fire for the time being, even if she now knelt applying first aid. Sword across the back with whip free; blood and dirt soiled her armor. “P-P-Please..” “Save your strength” She quieted her comrade as several others approached with transport out. With the last bandage in place they loaded him up, a hand had come to deal them death. As the five killers seeped into the open space Korlat was in action. Her whip found the first man’s neck in a tight wrap before she yanked, ending his life. Flicking her wrist the whip retracted back as she dumped it into the holster. Turning she faced the next closest advancing upon his pause in pace. Panic urged the solder forth performing a weak lunge that she sidestepped and countered by crushing the trachea with a close jab. Taking the struggling man she used his armored body to intercept two spear jabs. She let the corpse go using its weight to drag both men off-balance. Without mercy, their companion’s sword liberated them of a voice as she had done to him. A metallic bolt skipped past her embedding itself. A curse escaped her lips as she grabbed yet another body to catch the next bolt and push her advance on the retreating figure. As the next quarrel skipped past her leg she closed to the gap with the baggage. Throwing it at the man, it struck him bowling him over into a tumbling heap. Raising both arms she threw the sword so that it impaled them both against the upraise of the hill. Moments of tranquility swiftly returned before she moved onto the next location. During her time out she often wrote to Yanni who had stepped in helping Tyriel with medicine and other chores around the house.

_Enter Scene: Adult Korlat
A blanket of stars gave light for those traveling in the darkness. The moon’s shape lay crested upon the pavement waxing itself into a new face to come. Winter had begun to grip the lands as the war waged on. Humans against those who would seek to be free of slavery under mortal hands. Yet there was no true ally to be had besides her own kind, Yanni’s and Tyriel’s necklaces were nestled in her armor. Flashbacks of blooded walls and hacked bodies greeted her mind at the thought of them both. Butchered to a backstabbing Eldritch who sought to get goody with the hume. Scoffing her lips twitched into a ghastly smile. Their screams would be the calm she needed for her soul, peering down a group of three walked side by side. Two guards flanking the lower demon who hired them, her bloodlust restrained for stealth she waited. Several more steps and they were where she wanted then, death approached from above with a ghostly smile. Her blade cut down in a sweeping arch cutting into both guards with ease, thanks to them being a lot taller she could take her time now. Both bodies dropped as her leg kicked him in the back of the head upon landing. Rolling out the fall she rose and charged forward, the demon had risen up babbling for forgiveness but there was none. Steel met flesh painting the white snow a steaming hot crimson into the mud. “Did you spare my family when they begged you..?” She asked lightly kneeling down beside the thrashing figure she watched the light leave his eyes with calm; disregarding the fact she was a soldier she did not care. Her reason for being here had been eliminated thus freeing her of any chains she once felt. Cleaning the blade on the corpse she turned and departed. After the internal betrayal with her family, Korlat left to explore more of the world shutting herself away from many. Thus she remained a nomad wandering and exploring till the war had ended. Now her days are spent wondering Vyldermire looking for mystery and change.


Likes: - Sleeping
Learning
Drinking
Cooking
Arts and Crafts
Adventure

Dislikes: - Laziness
Lack of Thoughtfullness
Negativity
Rude folks
Short Flights
Not having traveling companions

Goal/Aspiration: - Establish a Household name
Earn Fame among the people
Perhaps start a family
Adventures and Epic Conquest
Befriend every Creature of Olde
Protect all Smol Beans

Key Fear/Adversary: - Korlat is afraid of snakes
Fears the loss of her kind
War coming again

Appearance


Height:5’2
Body Type: Thick, almost Amazonian
Hair: Korlat’s hair is a thick mane that goes down to her knees. Being dark brown she keeps it in three braids. One long french braid down the back and one on either shoulder. Being shorter than the main braid in the back her secondary braids end just atop her ample chest.
Eyes: Golden pupils with a horizontal iris
Skin Tone: Bronzed hue that illuminates against the sunlight.
Scales: Due to her Elder Dragon heritage, her scales are black. In human form, the scales are placed in different spots. Scales are located on the back of her hands in a hexagon, then there is a strip of scales that run from the bridge of her nose up to her forehead.
Tail: 3’ in length in human form
Wings: Korlat keeps her wings out of sight.

Overall Appearance:
”Appearance”:
Korlat 0e36d8b82adfb287b9764b046c5bf1a5 FC Art belongs to: Gogalking


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