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As the beast was unleashed Orac's eye's widened he was expecting something small, fast and nimble. This was the opposite huge, strong and wild.

"Uhm OK this is new!"

And with that Orac looked around to see how his fellow entry's were looking and noticed Amalay trying to get his attention with a nod and an hello. Do I know you? I am pretty sure I don't but anyway good luck got a feeling we will need it!

Orac stood in what he called the ready to fight position and placed his hand behind his back with his index finger touching the end of one of his arrows.
@Polaris North Ah man really sorry about that

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Orac heard Varioyn talk about the training field and thought to himself "Another challenge right up my street, I can't wait for this." He started to walk outside with the group trailing somewhere in the middle of the collection.

As soon as he reached the outside Orac was massively impressed with the facilities and structures surrounding him and he could clearly see he was going to have to put on a show or so he thought.

"Damn this is real nice, look at all these open spaces and the fields behind it just set it off perfectly, it isn't very often I am blown away but WOW!."

The huddle started forming in to something that looked like a line however a little crooked. You could tell there was an atmosphere of nervousness in the air.
@Madly33 Excellent!! I am loving it
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Hi Madly I am new to all this are my posts ok? I feel they are pretty much there about?
Orac heard Varioyn speak about the 'aptitude' tests and muttered "Me take a test? You have got to be joking, I have never had to take a test in my life, can they not see how ready and able I am? Oh well I better answer I don't want to get kicked out in front of all these guild starters".

Orac lifted his hand to the paper in front and started to write, "OK question one" Orac inked Oric was born of ash.
He then moved on to question 2.

"HM tough one however I believe this to be Etlock Barve but I am not totally sure, ah screw it" and inks it anyway. Orac then moves on to question 3.

He pens simply, elite crew of assassins.

Orac sat back in his chair and crossed his legs waiting for the slower guild members to finish looking over to his right he see's (@Fetzen) Grol digging his finger in to his nose and quickly wiping it away.

putting his legs straight and slight moving forward again back to his desk Orac pulls a bottle of cider from his satchel and begins taking sips swigging it around his mouth like he was sitting in the village dentist throne awaiting a procedure.

He could hear people all around him whispering and confirming answers even though they were told not to - "Pfft god damn cheaters didn't they hear what the guy said?"

As the sun cast an odd shadow on Orac's face he winced his eyes and glanced over at the Guild hall. "Suppose I better go and see if somebody wants me uh?" he said to himself nonchalantly.

With that Orac walked slowly but gallantly over the sun baked stone towards the hall. Not caring that people were busy wandering through the streets Orac just seemed to bustle his way through without hindering a single person.

As he reached the line he glanced along, "about 7 people in front, jeez I am already sick of waiting." Orac was an impatient Elf and he wasn't afraid to show his anger and restlessness.

Finally he was next to go in-"Well here we go, my parents didn't want me when I was young let's see if I fair any better here."With that he pulled his hood down on his jacket and made his way in.

Once in the hall Orac was nearly but not quite speechless so many race, origins, backstory all in one room ready to take weapons, tools and friends on to quests and who knows what battles.

"I am here to join sir you won't be disappointed." Orac said with haste to Ordmar one of the volunteer workers.

"We are the one's to decide who is worth and not, erm what is your name exactly?".

"Orac good sir and I would like to sign up please".And with that Ordmar gave him a quill and told him to sign on the line.

"That's it?, no questioning? No medical test? AWESOME!".
Orac signed.


Character Sheet-

Name: ORAC

Age:25

Gender:MALE

Race: Elves

Appearance: Average body type, non toned, 5ft11, white hair, tattoo left hand and behind left ear.
Hooded jacket, canvas trousers (tattered) scarf around neck and a backpack.

Backstory: Orac was left to fend for himself at the tender age of 4 in Lothadia to be found by an elder elf and raised as a master bowman and assassin.

Personality: Orac comes across as a cocky individual yet deep down has insecurity's. Orac will always try and talk himself out of a situation first before fighting but once it evolves to a battle is second to non.

Weapon skill/choice: Bow and arrow.


Notable ability Stealthy, fast paced and extremely agile. Massive ability with a bow and arrow. Sniping with a bow is Orac's specialist skill.
Name:Orac
Age: 25
Clothes: hooded jacket, leather trousers, flat boots (worn)
Armor?:shoulder covers only
Weapons?:A bow with a set of arrows.
Tattoo location: left hand,behind ear.

Bio (Optional):Orac is cocky as a front but inside he just wants to be liked by all and he talks a lot to try and achieve this. He will always help people out but his goal is to make as much money as possible to never work again.

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