Murrah
Red Blade
Cub
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« on: December 30, 2011, 09:54:40 PM » |
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Details of your Orc character: Determined calm minded Warrior of the Horde
Name: Murrah Blackmarrow
Class: Death Knight
Level: 85
Tell us something about your (role)playing experience:
Hey hey hey, Veteran Rp:er from Defias Brotherhood (Maybe some ill-reputated and hated by some and loved by even few!) My toons of trade in the past have been and still are[b8]Morregan[/b]- Undead Warlock now Kre'zhu Darkpalm Renegade Gurubashi Preacher, a Wanted Thief and murderer.
Felindae "Flicker" Sunwind Right Hand of the Sixty Thieves.
Burgorg Rockeater Fo'me' Rud Blu'd nuw De'd to th' Ul'd Ag'
Siennah ManifestForsaken Construct.[/b]
And finally, please write a short story and/or IC introduction about your character:
Some tips for this; Who is your character, what does he/she want, what has he/she done, ect.
Murrah a hard-edged Orcess of the Horde, who fought in the second war against the alliance and the against the Scourge in the third war, where she perished and was raised again to be a Death Knight of the now dead Lich King.(May he rot where he lies!) When the Ebon Blade was formed after the events of Plaguelands Murrah joined them and has spent the years in Cold North training with her brothers in arms.
Time passed. Lich King vanquished Twilight Cult lifted it's ugly head up Murrah decided not to return among the Horde, she was a Ebon Blade. Until she was talked into it. Her master a Old Forsaken who had crossed blades with her more than anyone else told her to leave and find a new life, the holds were not for her, she had lost her honour and was set to find it again. . To find a new family.. a Tribe.
A destiny.
The Zeppelin arrived to Orgrimmar, air was hot and everything was bright to her eyes, but eventually she adjusted to it, and started to walk around, trying to find the banner. "Banner of the orcs who wear the masks of wolfs and howl to the sky, find them and find your glory." She was told.
But she was lost.
OOC:
Disclaimer: I still hate applications.
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“Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!”
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