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Shijan

PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 6:46 am


Alrighty, I've decided to set this up as nicely as possible. Please PM me a location you wish to begin in(I'll will make the final decision.) and the filled out copy of the form. Title it "For the Horde RP":


[size=18]Basics-[/size]
Character Name:
Race:
Class:
Age:
Gender:
[size=18]Apperance-[/size]
Eye Color:
Hair Color:
Height/Weight: (Check WoWwiki for average height and weight. Then mess around.)
Skin Color:
Picture Url:
[size=18]Life Style-[/size]
Likes:
Dislikes:
Short Bio:
Wepon:
Pet: (if needed)


P.S.- We will not start until I recive multiple characters, and have decided on placement options. Also, You may use up to 2 characters if needed.
PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 6:58 am


Rules:

1. We're keeping this at PG-13 people!
2. It is acceptable to cruel towards one another if it's in the character's nature.
3. Rule two doesn't apply to out of character cruelity
4. We may split into diffrent groups, but stay withing two settings. We are starting with one.
5. Please take the time to type out you're happenings. Don't use *Action* -Action- or anything similar. We all are able to type things out.
6. Use paranthesis for out of role play speech, take advantage of this to plan what happens next.
7. No almighty actions. You can't decide on something to happen to a character that isn't you're own without the other persons opinion. This shouldn't be a problem since we're all Horde.
8. Rule seven also includes a god-like character. There will be points where injuries will occur and even death, so you'r not excluded from it.
9. Have fun with it.

Shijan


Shijan

PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 6:59 am


Character Info:


Basics-
Character Name:
-Shijan
Race:
-Troll
Class:
-Mage
Age:
-17
Gender:
-Female
Apperance-
Eye Color:
-A soft red.
Hair Color:
-Blue
Height/Weight:
-6'3"/150 lbs
Skin Color:
-A aquagreen tone.
Picture Url: (Still need one...)
Life Style-
Likes:
-Laughing, friends, caring for others, giving, most of life.
Dislikes:
-Crying, conflict between those close, care towards her, sour foods.
Short Bio:
-Shijan has recently started on her new journey, and she happens to be a skilled mage. Though she happens to be younger then many just begining fighting for the Horde. She became ill at the age of twelve, which made her very weak, stunted her growth, and pulled her closer to death. Even with this she completed basic Mage training without flaw. She was under constant care of her father, who was a well known Witch Doctor. She almost died when she had turned fourteen, but her Father sacrificed himself for her life. For this reason, she doesn't accept much help from others, she thinks she has taken more then her share, she hates herself for that. Though, this causes her very sweet, gentle, and caring personality towards others.
Weapon: She weilds staves, but she really wants to be able to obtain a wand in the near future.

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Basics-
Character Name:
-Dayon
Race:
-Forsaken
Class:
-Warrior
Age:
-21
Gender:
-Male
Apperance-
Eye Color:
-Golden. Glowing.
Hair Color:
-None. Bald.
Height/Weight:
-About 6' 7"
Skin Color:
-Pale, almost pearly-white.
Picture Url:
-Dayon
Life Style-
Likes:
-Fighting, cooking, weapons, challenges.
Dislikes:
-Being considered like all other Forsaken, Gnomes, and ignorant, otherwise incompetant people in the Horde. Also dislikes spoiled people. The Scarlet Crusade.
Short Bio:
-Dayon is a Forsaken Warrior who has vowed to become a High Warlord to make up for wasting his life as a human. He's quiet, normally stand-offish, and comes off as melancholy, mourning the loss of Naraia, a trolless he loved, though few know that's why he acts the way he does.
Weapon:
-Two-handers are his favorite weapon, but he excells in the use of any and all. Has wielded Nightblade, Destiny, and the Blade of Misfortune at times for his signiture weapon.

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Basics-
Character Name: Sur'gha
Race: Orc
Class: Hunter-ish.
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Apperance-
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Redish-brown
Height/Weight: 6'7''
Skin Color: Green.
Picture Url: Sur'Gha
Life Style-
Likes: A good deal of things, she can tend to make good out of alot of things.
Dislikes: Gnomes and goblins, stubborn merchants and traders, people with an ego bigger than her's.
Short Bio: A sturdy and steady hunter of both beast and man, raised of horde living of no faction. She has always been a free spirit who goes about life killing what she can to make a living, and has done so for most of her life. She is quite good at it too, but better with the gloating of it. She cares not for the state of the world or the trouble with the Horde and Alliance. She only cares that she gets her pay, and enjoys herself.
Weapon: Spears of all sorts. She has smaller thiner ones for skirmishing and throwing, and good 8 footers for stabbing.
Pet: A vulture named Bits.

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Basics-
Character Name:
-Vardeyn
Race:
-Blood Elf
Class:
-Rogue
Age:
-120
Gender:
-male
Apperance-
Eye Color:
-Glowing Green
Hair Color:
-Golden Blonde
Height/Weight:
-About 5'11
Skin Color:
-Pale, Fair
Picture Url:
-Vardeyn
Life Style-
Likes:
-Feeling wanted, meeting new people
Dislikes:
-Being ignored, being talked down to
Short Bio:
-After living in Silvermoon his entire life he began to geel bored, and ventured outside the city walls. He is generally friendly, but can fall into bouts of depression because he has no one to share his life with.
Wepon: He is usually seen to be dual-weilding daggers, but has been known to pick up a sword every once in a while.

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Basics-
Character Name: Kiraleen Sunwing
Race: Blood elf
Class: Mage
Age: 87
Gender: Female
Apperance-
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Pale blond
Height/Weight: 6'1, 135
Skin Color: Ivory
Picture Url: Kiraleen
Life Style-
Likes: Music, cooking, jewelry design, games, libraries
Dislikes: Spiders, imps, node-jumpers, poor sports -- rude people in general
Short Bio: Her family fled Quel'thas just before Arthas' army and the destruction of the Sunwell. She thinks she and her cousin Piet are the only survivors, but hasn't given up hope of finding more of her kin. Soft-spoken, doesn't talk badly of anyone; has a surprising sense of humor at the oddest times.
Weapon: Staff, dagger, manners.
Pet: (if needed) The tiny arcane construct is the closest thing to a non-combat pet.

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Basics-
Character Name: Kelran Dawnstrider
Race: Shu'Halo (Tauren)
Class: Shaman
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Apperance-
Eye Color: Blue
Mane Color: Dark burnt chestnut brown.
Height/Weight: ~7'9", ~550 lbs.
Fur Color: White
Picture Url: Click here!
Life Style-
Likes: His work as a miner and blacksmith. Learning foreign languages. Hunting (and being sure to put the prey to full use afterwards). Exploring.
Dislikes: Poachers and game hunters. Excavators. Strip miners (Kelran only mines already exposed veins and deposits).
Short Bio: Kelran is a young Tauren Shaman of the Dawnstrider tribe in Mulgore. Originally of the Stonehoof tribe, as Kelran progressed in his Shaman training, he began working towards being accepted into the Dawnstrider tribe, a tribe of Enchanters and Shamans. However, he had a little difficulty being accepted, as, although Kelran was indeed a Shaman, he refused to give up his love of mining and blacksmithing. The Dawnstriders at first shunned him for this, as, at the time, there were no miners or blacksmiths in their tribe. But this simply forced Kelran to work even harder, as well as compose proposals towards why a miner and blacksmith could indeed be useful to the Dawnstriders. Eventually, the Dawnstriders, through Kelran's hard work and stubbornness (sp?), saw Kelran worthy of their tribe. Now Kelran is a productive and hard working member of the Dawnstrider Tauren, and hopes to someday become their Chief. Kelran has already created many useful arms and armors for his people, and the rest of the Horde.
Weapon: One-hand mace/hammer and a shield.
Pet: NA talk2hand

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Basics-
Character Name: Inju Ranemia
Race: Troll
Class: Hunter
Age: 15 nearly 16.
Gender: Female
Apperance-
Eye Color: Orange
Hair Color: Orange/red
Height/Weight: About 175 pounds (Underweight) and about 6'6"
Skin Color: Blue
Picture Url: Don't have one yet... working on it. =)
Life Style-
Likes: Being loud, Adventure, Drinking, Making friends, Wolves and Cats, Sparing.
Dislikes: Being surrounded, running short on mana or arrows (She get pretty angry ), Raptors, water, heights.
Short Bio: Inju was a high flyer in the Valley of Trials, and after she left, moved to the Crossroads, where she trained and helped defend it against Allience attack. Curiosity brought her to the Undercity, as did the creatures surrounding.
Weapon: Cursed Felblade that was left to her by her father from his journey into Ragefire Chasm.
Pet: A Worg that she found by the Undercity which she called Stormpaw.

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Basics-
Character Name: Angilias Blackwolf
Race: Tauren
Class: Hunter
Age: 21
Gender:Female
Apperance-
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Height/Weight: 6'2''
Skin Color: white
Picture Url: Angilias 1 Angilias 2
Life Style- like any tauren its all or the earth mother. to prove herself as a good hunter and to make her people happy.
Likes: hunting, missions, trying new things ot make herself better
Dislikes: cheaters, people who make fun of her nd act like thier alot better without offering help.
Short Bio: angilias was new from mulgor as a brand new hunter sent to help the warchife. along her way to see thrall and to find where her place was in helping fight allaince she became lost in brill. she is afraid she will fail her people if she cant prove mor ethan just her right of passage and become a great hunter and at least bring one gnome pelt skin home.
Wepon: 2 saber swords and a grwphonwing bow
Pet: Shadow her wolf companion (black worg)
PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 7:07 am


Current Happenings

Location:
1- Brill
2-

Time of Day:
(We'll decide this when nessecary for continuation)
Midnight

Happenings to Point Out:

a.)
b.)
c.)
d.)
e.)



Quotations of Important Posts


Shijan


Shijan

PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 7:23 pm


((Alright guys, I'm opening this up now.))

Marivia wandered around Orgrimmar on her vibrantly pink mount, acting like she was looking for something, though in all honesty she was just wanted to relax. She looked to her raptor companion Via, as she followed beside her. At least Via would constantly be with her. She took out her flask and downed the rest of her grog.

"Damn it...No more." She muttered as she made her way back to the inn. Hopefully there was someone to buy from there.
PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 7:59 pm


A Warrior of the Forsaken skulked in the corner of the inn, sitting at his own little booth. There was an empty bottle in front of him, and he tilted it to its edge with his finger, then spun it around on that edge. He looked bored, or expecting, or waiting for something. Upon closer inspection, one would see that he was donning the armor of a Champion of the Horde's military.

Dayon Rolav


Shijan

PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 8:13 pm


With a slight stumble Marivia unmounted and told Via to wait for her outside. She walked quite well for being totally wasted. She went to the bartender and placed a handful of silver on the counter.

"Gimme me as much of da strongest stuff you have as dis can get me." She smirked at him as she leaned against the counter, tilted slightly to the side.

The bartender just nodded. And she stood back up looking for a free seat. She walked between the booths and a large orc backed his chair right in front of her, causing her to fall to the ground.

"Watch it ya damn moron." She spat at him as she stood, he looked at her without a care. He most likely pittied her.

She just fellback into the closest chair, which happened to be across from Dayon. She combed back her falling hair and leaned back.
PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 8:39 pm


Morda slinked silently into the darker corners of the tavern. Though it was not to say that she went unoticed, as a matter of fact she stuck out like a sore thumb. For it was in this place the darker leathers brought attention more then the flamboyant shades that most seemed to adorn. Still she would step easy, for most simply did not care or were too drunk to tell the difference. Besides it was not like she was the only adventurer to enter this place. She though intended not to stay. The only reason she was here to make a delievery. The members of the shattered hand had interest in a certain person dead, she did so. She was uneasy at first, but while on a shorter leash, the shattered did work for the horde.

Sinking into the chair she passed a sphere shaped object wrapped in cloth. A stained cloth, and stained with that of blood. The troll the sat on the other side smirked as he unwrapped slightly only to glimsp at the lifeless skull of Morda's latest kill. Then throwing a sack of coin acoss the table, he sat and said not a word. Morda knew it would remain so, she was a tool to them. That was fine, she understood as much. So scooping up the sack she turned and began to make her leave.

Wasteland Rat


Shijan

PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 9:06 pm


Marivia had a short attention span when she was smashed, so she looked around the room at each and every person. Her eyes came across Morda and the male Troll. She was confused on what was going on between them seeing how no speech came across. She figured she had something to turn into him as proof to a killing or such and shrugged it off.

She chugged down her mug of alcohol quickly. This was the point when she first relized Dayon sitting across from her. She blinked a couple of times befor closing her eyes completely. When she tried to open her eyes again she fell straight to the floor, the chair following her. A loud crash seeped through the room.
PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 9:36 pm


Drunks, what of a waste of life they were. Morda had known little moments she could not claim she was sober. It seemed the troll had downed more in one short sitting then Morda had in her life. Though, as if controled by another force she was urged to interact. Despite her best interest and better judgement, she moved to dazed female. Wraping a strong hand around the arm she pulled the troll up. "You don't want to make a scene," Morda whispered sharply so it was not as silent as desired. "You would be wise seek rest before you obtain more attention than you could handle," Her eyes then darting to the Undead warrior who sat in the table near them "You would also be wise to watch who you associate yourself with." She stated all this so dull, flat, and coldly right in front of him, and did not seem to care.She then released her grip and moved out of the way. She had spoken her word, which she could only hope would be followed. If not, well it was not her problem. She though needed something else to occupy her time.

Wasteland Rat


Shijan

PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 10:02 pm


Marivia held herself up shakily. Looking at all the attention she had brought to herself. She looked to the Orc woman with a rough, out of it, glare. "He be sittin there. Nothin to do with me." She tilted her head in a moody manor "So don't be talkin like dat to him." She had herself stand up, pulled up the chair on the ground and sat on it for a moment. She pulled herself to stand once again and began to walk to a room full of hammocks and cots. When sh reached the doorway, she glared around the previous room. She huffed at all the eyes on her and walked to her hammock in the corner of the room.
PostPosted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 12:45 pm


Vardeyn strolled into the Orgrimmar inn, his daggers swinging idly at his hips. There were rather more people inside than he had thought, and upon surveying the room quickly he found that not only were many of the patrons staring at him but there were also very few seats left in the room. He glanced around the room once again and noticed a surly looking Forsaken Warrior sitting in the corner by himself. The Blood Elf fixed what he believed to be his friendliest smile on his face before walking to where the Warrior sat. "Excuse me," he said, "would it be alright if I joined you?"

resgil


Dayon Rolav

PostPosted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 1:40 pm


Although Dayon made no motion to show he was aware of the people surrounding him, his eye twitched, and he continued to fiddle with his bottle. "Why are these people all gathering around me..?" He thought, his eyes closing.

"..Sure", he said, finally answering the elf.
PostPosted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 1:59 pm


((I'm taing out Mar adding in Newbie lil Shijan, I love her. Pretend she was never here. She's a lil to depressing at this point, I need to make a new happy character depressed now. smile ))

Shijan


Shijan

PostPosted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 2:42 pm


A very young looking Troll girl entered the inn, her blue hair strayed across her face, blocking her soft red eyes. She stood hands clasped infront of her, looking around at all the curious characters in the room. A few drunks, a few people laughing at drunks, and a quiet group in the corner. She looked around nervously, from one side of the room to the other. Not really sure on where to sit.

She slouched for a momnet, fixed her hair, straightened out her robe, and stood up straight once again. I can't just stand here, it's awkward. She tilted nervously to the side and walked over to where A male Blood Elf and a male Forsaken sat.

"Sorry about this, but I'll only be here a second I swear. This was the only table that was empty eough, I apologize." She pulled up her sleeve, inspecting her fully bandaged arm. Though the bandage seemed to be soaked with her blood. She took out a large amount of linen bandages and placed them beside herself. She quickly unraveled the series of large gashes that went up and down her arm. She shook her head and took out a bit of water, washig off her injuries. You'd never seen someone do so many things so quickly and so well. Within a few moments she had her arm almost completey rewraped.

She looked to the table "Sorry, I'm being rude..." She continued on wraping her arm. She seemed extreamely nervous, or embarassed, or maybe both.
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