This rp is open to everyone who wants to join. Following the rules of this subforum, this RP is for new players under level 10 this rp is intended to have everyone's characters grow.
Harin walked down the endless road of Durotar with his sweat soaked feet aching. The sun had been furiously shining down on the decolent empty desert. [I wish I could get my hands on a brew] Harin's thoughts wandering amelesly getting ever more impatient of the long walk to Origmar. Harin decided to sit and rest to organize his gear. His blood soaked cloth clothing[Mostly his own] revealed to others his crippled battered state. Harin reflects....
[I'm down on my luck...all I wanted was some gold. A buddy of mine told me of these humans in Durotar who has in their ruined castle a nice stash of loot.]
Harin remembers himself sneaking behind the the main wall in the cover of darkness cloaked by the shadows.
[It was almost too easy...]
Harin eventually managed to creep and sneak myself into the castle their dark grim unkempt looking place made it hard to maneuver quietly. Harin had the fortunate luck of many of the soldiers being in their quarters sleeping. Walking up the towers via the old noise steps gave him away. No later did Harin place his foot on the first step a loud creek from the woo sounded thru the castle walls.
[The dogs whoke up.]
The hounds waking up from a dead silent sleep could smell Harins scent, Harin could hear the dogs feet and snarling from his location. Grasping his blade he arms himself defending himself against the first hound. The castle was at an uproar. The soldiers where waking up! Harin knew he had to make a quick haste for his life and he swung his curved blade creating a deep gash on the mutt's face causing it to bleed badly mutering in it's own pain.
The first soldier busting out of his quarters in his trousers yielding his blade spotted Harin as he attempted to exit the scene Yeling INTRUDER!!! The chubby soldier assaulted Harin. Harin could feel his sweat rolling down his skin as their blades clashed together. Kicking the guard down Harin ran out of the castle. Harin fleeing the castle ground under the glare of the moonlight the alert archers ontop the tower gathered arms and fired their payload onto Harin's general area. Despite being covered by the veil of darkness a single arrow pierced harin in the back.
Harin's blood, warm dripping down his back to his legs. Harin Growned.
[It hurt like a *&@!$] Harin muttered to himself as he recaled yesterdays event.
Reaching for the arrow Harin Broke it off leaving the arrowhead and tip loged securely in his back. Harin continued to flee making his way past the castles torn walls. His knees growing ever so weaker as every step he takes his vision grows darker. Harin falls as his body hits the warm sand. Crawling past scorpion the soldiers form hunting parties, as Harin faintly listens to they commanders barking orders. Harin realizing that he has left the enemy a rather nice train of breadcrumbs via his blood gets back up and continues to run for safety. His feet no longer working as they should he lips back to town as the sunrises.
[Those bastards, would not let me in]
When Harin arrived to town the orc guards would not let him stay only walk thru town to get to org. They wanted nothing to do with Harin knowing that aiding him would most certainly provoke the humans to attack the town.
Harin is interrupted as the cries from afar disturb his reflection. Harin stands up to investigate.
