In CharacterName: Gharkfang Wolfheart
Class:Shaman
Level:70
Tell us something about your playing experience:Played WoW since gamelaunch, was an member of Orcs of the Red Blade before, roleplayed with the most of you, including our old matriach Akesha, and with our current (grumpy) Cheiftian Koz. Currently back from a break due to boredom of World of Warcraft and so forth, and a few resons I wont write down on the web.
Tell us something about your roleplaying experience:Roleplaying have I been doing now for like, 8 years, both on World of Warcraft and other games and boardgames like D&D, lots of people including several in the tribe knows that I can arpe!
And finally, please write a short story and/or IC introduction about your character:Before the day he left the Tribe with silence he had been talking to an Warsong Scout that was in Orgrimmar handing of reports. The war was going well as the elves, though acording to him there was something that was stirring up the Warriors. Once he had left Orgrimmar, and headed towards Kargathia Keep Gharkfang were mostly traveling with one caravan heading from Razor Hill to Kargathia with new supplies, axes, food, stone you name it, they had it.
Over the coruse of the travel it did not happen to much, a few elven ambushers came out when we heading into Ashenvale other then that it was rather quiet. Though once ariving at Kargathia Keep the area was in full action, not by fight though by work. The Peons worked harder then ever. Something big was going on. Heading into the keep to speak to the officers at place, he wrote down the information he got, and went to search for something to do, to help, over the comming weeks he just helped along with the common work, choping wood (though mostly asking the spirits for their gifts).
Though one day, the drums of war sounded, an incomming elven attack was nearby, he rushed out to meet the attackers, the orcs at spot was outnumberd three to one, some thinking about rushing back to regroup, others pale, wondering what they should do.
Gharkfang cried out, "
I've dug my place in this place, I will die here or prevail!" and then charged the final yards to the enemy and dived into the fray, the curage of self sacrifce removed the final thoughts from the orcs planning to fall back and they followed him into what they-fought was an certin death.
Weeks later, he woke up back in Kargathia keep, being tended by a few female orcs, once he was healtly enough to walk on his own, they sent him with couple of reports of progress that was to be sent to the Warchief immidetly, he took his departure with his wolf towards Orgrimmar.
cant wait!
