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Druma
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« on: August 12, 2011, 08:39:22 AM » |
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Details of your Orc character:
Name: Druma
Class: Hunter
Level: 85
Tell us something about your (role)playing experience: Have been playing WoW since and of Vanilla. I have zero to none RP experience. I recently started on a new realm, this realm, because I wanted to give RP a try. I’ve always loved epic fantasy stories and it gives this game another dimension. I already contacted a member of Orc of the Red Blade once with my warrior (Broxa) but couldn’t find the time to apply. I found out that I love my hunter more and thought okay, lets give it a serious try. English is not my native language and I’m not really a storyteller but hey, never try never know, so here goes.
And finally, please write a short story and/or IC introduction about your character:
Druma – The Huntress
As a child, raised by her grand mother because her parents died in the intern camps, Druma had to rely much on herself. Her grand mother was too old to really take care of her and it was more the other way around. She thought herself how to cook and even how to hunt for small animals that served as food. She enjoyed being alone in the woods, setting traps for rabbits and other critters and trying to stalk small predators, just to get as close as possible without being spotted.
With the years passing she gained more skills in the hunt. With a self made bow she was easily able to bring down boars and even greater animals. She respected the animals she killed, and used every little bit as possible so the kill wasn’t for nothing. Hides were used as clothing to protect herself from the cold, meat was used for food and she knew how to preserve so nothing went to waste. Other parts she used to make traps or arrows.
As time flew by she spent more of her days in the woods then being in the small village where her grand mother lived. And after she passed away Druma decided to leave the village, there was nothing that kept her there and the forest called out for her.
This one day she was heading to a small lake to fill her water supply when she spotted a small group of six humans. They ambushed a male orc, he was cornered and she knew that if she didn’t act now these would be the last few seconds of his life. They already had there weapons raised and ready to blow. At that very moment a flashback rushed trough her head and in that instant she saw how her family got slaughtered during the human invasion, she saw her parents been taken away, she felt a hatred she never felt before. Somehow she was always been able to block those memories, maybe because she was too young at that time to understand or maybe because they were just to horrible. But at that sudden moment everything came back and filled her with an intense adrenaline rush.
Without any hesitation she knocked an arrow to her bow, pulled the bow string back and then released…. The arrow went straight through one of the humans neck, blood was gushing out. It was a gory sight but she hadn’t time to think because now their attention was on her. In a blink of an eye she knocked another arrow and that one also fatally wounded an ambusher. The male orc jumped into the action, swinging a massive axe and cutting down two in one strike. The remaining humans knew they were done for if they continued their attack and flew into the forrest. Druma already had an arrow knocked to her bow and she could’ve taken them out easily. But she didn’t, instead she felt to her knees and tears came streaming down her face. This was the first time she felt the pain of losing her loved ones. The orc sat by her and said: “you are pretty good with that bow, no need t cry, you’re still breathing, aren’t you?”. With tears still running, she anwered with an angry voice: shouldn’t you be thanking me?”. Then the orc started to laugh and said:” I might look a bit old, but I faced greater foes. On the other hand, I was taking a nap when the ambushed me…, anyway it wouldn’t have been a glorious death, so I thank you for that.” Druma had to force herself not to grin, somehow the presence of the old orc felt comforting. “My name is Uhgar” he said. “Lets get out of this place, I live in the mountains, close by and I owe you a good strong meal”. Druma hadn’t seen any of her kind for a long time and being able to speak with someone made her feel like she has been missing something, something of importance…
Uhgar lived in a cave, all alone. They had long conversations during that night, Uhgar told her about the history of the orcs, about the wars and the glorious battles he had fought, but also about their rich culture and history. Thinks she was never really interested in. Something her grand mother always regretted. A feeling struck her and she felt it in her guts. She missed being part of a group, a family. And although she loved being in the woods, she now knew that she was missing out on something. She wanted to know more about her kind. She thanked Uhgar, told him they will meet again but for now she was going to find a new home, a new hunt and she felt an excitement she never felt before.
Btw, Uhgars is my bro's char, I'm trying to convince him to join Orcs Of The Red Blade aswell, if I get accepted.
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