Thread:The Second Age Server/@comment-31503661-20170529193625

'To start off, i'm sorry for bad english included parts, i'm not the best at this languange, but i'll give this apllication a try, i wanted this role, not because of power, or a ring of power.. but mostly to help the server, and Mordor itself, since Mordor isn't as active as it once was, i'm willing to help it the best i can, and thus by becoming an ''Nazgûl, so lets begin with his story and lore, and how he got bound to Sauron's will. '''

'''Childhood: Mordu's childhood wasn't as pretty as most, he worked hard for his food, his drink, and even his 'room', he lifed in a village, unknown to most, North of Mordor, this village was long guarded by the brave and rich city-guards,  although a conflict between the at that time 'Master' they called him, or 'King' and the Commander led to their defeat, they were beheaded, hong up, or slaughtered were they stood, this before the eyes of villagers, including children, Mordu however, began standing in their path, thus by taking a sword of an body, what wasn't told, is that Mordu was one of the 'secret' 'bastard' sons of the towns-master, the Gouvenor, also called, by holding the sword, Mordu kept starring at its sharpness, for a minute or 2, still doing this when walking up, to confront the 'killers' he thought they were, slashing at them as an barbarian, Mordu slayed and slaughtered alot of them, including innocent guards co-operating with the 'killers' , Alot of blood began to burn on his face,  for his part, he had revenge, but still, the remaining troops overwhelmed him, capturing him, taking him prisoner, Mordu trying to resist, was hitted with a stone, around three times to be knocked down, falling to the floor.. to wake up in the dungeons, in a cell, with another murderer, although he thought this one was, in fact, this 'murderer' was an rapist, who sat there for raping, killing, and for commiting more crimes then to be counted, as he was told, short after they took the rapist out of his cell, to never been seen again, there he sat, days and hours in a dark and wet cell, with nothing but bread and some 'wine',  then, after a week,  the door finally opened, Mordu got escorted to the throneroom, ending up, walking out of the throneroom, unscattered, and with new clothes, as he was the son of the Townmaster, who passed on a week ago, of unknown reasons, they thought a natural death,, or poison, he achieved the title of his father, for a time.. years later, Mordu aged 17, bored of his life, his normal life, his 'worthless' life he thought, and so Mordu came up to sense, he thought of an life of a adventurer, how that would've been, or an honored knight 'Ser Mordu' he thought, grinning at the heaven of his bed, then he made the decision, he would leave in the morning.. and so he did, leaving with buth some bread, wine, water, a walkingstick, and that one sword, he used to kill those bandits.. killers, years ago,  many days were spend onto travelling, unknowingly,  he ran into a trap, that night, when on the location, stipt. he settled up his campfire, some stones to fall asleep on, and some fish he caught to eat, doing so, being tired, and falling asleep, then just when he slept, a conquest horn was hearable, Mordu who got up, scared, angried, he didn't know, trying to run, but walking up against a tree, only to see a faul creature grinning at him, just before he closed his eyes he heard footsteps, heavy footsteps, what kind of footsteps? he didn't know,  thus ended his childhood, since he was kept emprisoned for many years, till he was atleast 24,5.. Mordu, been tortured for years, had enough, his face was bleeding, his nose broken, one of his eyes cut out, and he even lost a ear, and two fingers, his body shaking of the pain, although he never cried during this period, not even screamed, on a day, a darker day, he thought a grim and shadow, and fire-bound creature entered his cell, at this time, Mordu was hold closely by the orcs, in case he tried to escape, Mordu being tired of all, fell down on his knees, before this creature.. standing before him, looking at him, he could feel it, then he heard a voice, threatening and still friendly, calm, and still painfull to hear.. this voice, forced him to look up.. , Mordu now standing face to face with Sauron himself, began shaking even more, it was like something changed him, like it felt good.. but painfull, Sauron probably enjoying the sight, would keep starring, only to open his mouth, and to curse him with his use for Black Speech, which he used to carve inside his ring, which he used to capture his soul.. and bind it to his will, Mordu tried to resist, but sadly fell to his will, Mordu being releashed from his chains, inmeddiatly excecuted the orcs standing behind him. Leading to his first' mission' since he was now a humble servant, of the Dark Lord, to proof himself, Mordu had to wipe out a group of Sindar elves around their way to Dunglamoth, and so Mordu got on his way, choosing a special warg, from the beast-master.. when the beast-master refused, Mordu slashed a dagger trough his throat, following to him riding away, with the beast-masters warg, the warg was a sort of albino, one of the lesser in his kind, wide, and with red eyes, not that big and strong, but a good companion, together they travelled to the location of truth, here it was he found the Sindar elves, grinning, making jokes, having fun, Mordu imediatly took action under his hood, taking his at this time, trusted sword, to wage into battle with them with Flamerain, as he had called his Warg, the warg defeating two of them, as Mordu took on the rest, slashing them down easily, like they were meat for him, beheading their company-leader with a single swing of his sword, Mordu, picked up the head of the elven-leader, settling himself on Flamerain, hanging it to his belt, riding back to  Mordor.. this time to the location of Sauron himself, when entering a unknown silence ran trough the rooms, the uruks and orcs looking at him, laughing because they thought he failed, angered Mordu took the head of his belt, rolling it over the floor, to Sauron, Sauron looking at this cut off head, would look from it to Mordu, from Mordu to the laughing orcs, which were silent, once they figured all out.. which took some time, it was here that Sauron wanted to speak with him in private, explaining, and offering him a 'gift'' Sauron called it, Mordu, wanting perfection and power over all else, accepted this offer.. One of the rings of power, this weapon was told to have the power to make him immortal, Sauron said, in secret binding him to Sauron's will, forever, years passed, this gifted ring wasn't the best for him, although it granted him power, it also granted him immense pain.. and torture, and he even began bleeding because of it, nearly every move Mordu would make, would give him immensive pain, burning, slashing? , and even destroying pain, although Mordu hated this ring, he kept it, for many years, his firt real appearance as what he is now has yet to come, since it was said, he slaughtered and butchered alot of travellers,  since those who were lost.. were only found again, well only their bones were found again.. it was even said Mordu became a Cannibal, they gave him the alias: (?) 'Naru-Azra' which they believed to mean 'Cannibal' or 'Dishonored', it was said he's dwelling around Middle-Earth, serving Sauron into killing and butchering innocent wanderers, and even raiding villages, although he spend much of his time in Mordor, helping with producing the army of Mordor, and participating in the build of Barad-Dur, it was even said he kept slaves, to build for Mordor.. a slave-master, he was also called, the only known this about Mordu is his look.. his face has grown dark, grey and red, since its bleeding.. his eyes, turned pure red, his other eye.. mysteriously healed, mostly, he appears in black robes, or just in armour, although this is seen rarely, using the Nazgûl-known weapon, as his personal weapon.. since now he's feared, but only a legend to most.. since everybody who met him, has died, they said. '''

IGN: Taalbegrip

Role:  Mordu the: 'Nazgûl, 'Ulairi

Faction: Mordor

'''Also, this might be a really really short application, and might not get accepted because of this, since i can understand this is a really important role to play.. inside Mordor, and for RP, my experiences with Lieutenant roles are good, thats what most say atleast, i've helped Mordor as much as i can, as an normal Captain, and i thought it was time for a  Ulairi to get inside the story, and so i decided to write this apply, I'm roleplaying for 6 years now,  i can't say i'm the best, but i would surely stand a chance inside Roleplay bussiness, also just to say, i was, and am ill when i wrote this, thats mostly the reason why its short,  also Raven gave me permissions to take on this role, but it depends on the 'forum-mod' i think he is? to accept or reject it, i guess its WarPig1237, but you can't be to sure, all thoughts are welcome, and i hope it was enjoyable to read it, and for everyone also trying to apply? good luck!''' 