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Because apparently my last few threads offered nothing of value (besides being extremely funny and amazing).

So here’s another thread, that maybe is better suited to the Wyrmrest Accord Roleplaying Server Forums…

Question: does your character have a mortal enemy? Does your character owe money to a couple of thugs who are chasing them down? Has your character ever slighted someone and now whenever they come around your character needs to keep their eyes peeled for a :dagger: to a throat?

Tell me about their shadow in the dark, their bump in the night…

For G, it’s her sister. Lillix Ashwarden was one of the night elves raised by Sylvanas. In Lillix’s last moments, after the burning of Teldrassil, she turned away from Elune, forsaking the goddess and succumbing to Sylvanas and the val’kyr. Lillix has become something G can never understand, or forgive.

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While it’s been resolved (mostly) in more recentish RP, Sarestha’s father was her big nemesis, in that sense - traumatized in his own way, but a strong and ongoing foe of his daughter.

In short, Charlesh Ravelle, her father, was a Priest of Lordaeron before the Scourge came. He’d been quite a pacifistic person, vowing only to use the Light to heal, but on the day that Arthas returned from Northrend, killed King Terenas and unleashed the Scourge, his wife, Sarestha’s mother, was one of the people killed and raised as an undead. Charlesh, a pacifist, was forced to use the Light to destroy his wife’s animated body in order to save his
then-teenage daughter’s life. It broke something inside of him. It gave him an immense hatred of the undead, for what they forced him to do… But it also made him question his previously unwavering faith in the Light. His wife was a Paladin - so was Arthas. How could the Light let this happen?

Anyway, core motives established I’ll cut a long story short. He took Sarestha east to Tyr’s Hand for refuge after Lordaeron’s fall, and before long Tyr’s Hand became a bastion for the Scarlet Crusade. So consumed by vengeance, the Scarlet Crusade was a very fitting place for Charlesh to be. He became utterly consumed with the desire to destroy the Scourge, so much so that he lost sight of EVERYTHING else. The pacifistic priest became an Inquisitor - a torturer and mindbender. His daughter, Sarestha, was indoctrinated with Scarlet Propaganda (which still defines her to some extent today - but her strong sense of Lordaeronian nationalism comes from her Crusade days, even though it’s now focused on the Forsaken) but Charlesh never really believed in the “nobility” of the crusade - for him it was a means to an end, a means toward vengeance. Sarestha idolised her father, but Charlesh was so lost in his hatred that there was barely the tiniest flicker of love for his daughter left in his heart.

The big breaking point was the fall of New Avalon (Death Knight starting experience) when Charlesh was selected for the Crimson Dawn (which became the Scarlet Onslaught) and Sarestha was not. Charlesh’s last words to his daughter were to basically tell her to die well and not embarrass him. Her fate was to fall to the Scourge, become a Death Knight, and start her whole journey as an undead. His was to move to Northrend, forsake the Light entirely to become a Raven Priest, and continue to pursue vengeance. By the end he even knew that “Barean Westwind” was probably not who he claimed to be, but he didn’t care, so long as they were fighting the Scourge.

Anyway, in the modern day, Sarestha and Charlesh have been enemies. Sarestha is undead, and a loyal Forsaken. Charlesh is a Scarlet Exile, claiming to be all reformed in order to be a part of the Conclave (with the Onslaught more or less collapsed he was seeking some legitimacy). And both despised each other quite fiercely.

In more recent RP there’s been some steps towards healing the relationship. Longer story than I want to write here, but some mental healing has benefitted Charlesh, and the fact that he encountered his wife in Bastion led to an arc that’s STARTED him on the road to reform, sort of. To be honest it’s been left a bit up in the air when I unsubbed, so I’ve not followed it through well. Maybe I’ll revisit it in the future!

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If I were to say Gen’tarn’s ultimate enemy?

That would be his uncle, Jhar’rick.

A Shaman as well, when Gen was tested and found to possess the ability to be a Shaman, his adoptive father, Krenk, was overjoyed and was even more delighted when his grim and withdrawn uncle stepped up to help teach the boy. Nobody knew that Jhar had begun to walk the path of the Dark Shaman, and had allied with the Twilight Hammer to unearth and master even darker forms of magics.

It took two weeks for anyone to realise that Jhar had kidnapped Gen’tarn, and to find the boy shackled and bound in a cave, nearly dead from starvation and thirst. And then, as the healer tended to him, it was discovered Gen’tarn’s shamanistic ‘potential’ had been mostly stripped out of him. Gen doesn’t speak about the experience much, but he was able to confirm that his uncle had exposed him to horrific rites to ‘feed’ on his spiritual abilities.

A trail of dead and ruined Shamans and Druids led to a climactic fight on the slopes of Blackrock Mountain where Krenk and a band of friends and allies managed to track down Jhar’rick, now grotesquely bloated with stolen energies that fought and struggled within him, before the outraged father broke his brother’s neck and flung the corpse into the lava-flows beneath them.

Years later, Jhar’rick would return, having managed to ‘ascend’ himself into a vampiric spirit due to his work, able to seep inside those of spiritual power and now able to infect even more magic-users, and now could wield corrupted shamanistic, druidic and even priestly abilities now. Again and again, Krenk, and then Gen’tarn, would rise up, slay the Dark Spirit and do their best to either confine or banish it, but always, Jhar’rick would return, more bloated, more mutated, more malevolent than before.

Finally, Jhar’rick overstepped and infiltrated Draenor, seeking to consume the spirits of both the Orcish and Draenish peoples while distracted with the Iron Horde and the Fel Legions, and sought to possess a powerful Orc child whose gifts made her the perfect host. After a considerable fight, Jhar’rick was exposed, a horrific amalgamatin of races with Druidic and Shamanistic traditions, fusing the bodies of each host he had overpowered together to create a loathsome hulk to carry his bloated spirit, and gloated upon his defeat that he’d return again and again, and unlike the ‘mortals’, he could do this for eternity.

Except his mistake was that the Spirits of Draenor were very different from the Spirits of Azeroth. Untainted by Old Gods and unscarred by the Sundering and the Cataclysm. When his gestalt body broke down, Jhar’rick’s spirit arose … and was torn into by the outraged Ancestor and Elemental Spirits he had tried to consume for power, what tattered remains of that spirit fleeing into the depths of the earth, where the Ancestor Spirits assured the band of Horde soldiers that ‘darker things than any Shaman could dream of’ would be drawn to the weakened and wounded Dark Spirit and finish it off.

Convinced that, this time, Jhar’rick was finally defeated and would never again be able to threaten their peoples, the band took the child back to the surface, warned the Frost Wolves of the danger and grieved for their lost friends.

Fast forwards to the Shadowlands, and Gen has found, to his horror, that his uncle not only survived, but thrived, consuming the dark things that can sniffing along his trail and evolving again into something new, something truly profane, and has escaped back into Azeroth after hiding amongst the Mag’har that came to Azeroth during the Azerite Wars, and has begun forming a cult from the disaffected and the mad, recruiting from the Twilight Hammer remnants and what Old God servants yet remain.

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In life, Sir Thomas Bates guarded Grand Hamlet during the First War. During his stay while on duty, he would come to know and befriend many of the people in that sleepy town. All except one person. San’jamir, a crooked and greedy merchant who was adept at adding minor useless light enchantments onto ordinary objects in order to trick peasants that didn’t know better that they were genuine magic items. Thomas may have found his end defending Grand Hamlet, but San’jamir would live on, cowering away from the wreckage of his old home and joining Ariden’s band of merchants, the merchants doomed to slight Medivh and be cursed to ride the night on the hunt for magical artifacts.

In life, the two butted heads against the book of Stormwind’s laws. In death, they clash against one another once more. One a spirit bound to his duty to never see Darkshire decimated again. The other a Dark Rider forced into servitude for a master long gone, yet his torturous programming to hunt for artifacts remained and burned in his heart. Their carousel dance atop their steeds a macabre poem written in blood through the decades.

TL:DR I really like my friend’s Dark Rider alt.

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My Highborne Sorceress, Astrea Evermoon, has had a few recurring foes of some significance. I can’t remember any names and am too lazy to scour my records in hopes of finding them, except one that only requires a scan of Discord, but I recall the characters themselves well enough for short summaries:

One nemesis was an agent of the Burning Legion, and another initially believed to be, both encountered during Astrea’s post-war crusading days. The first was encountered early on, a Warlock formerly apprenticed to a Highborne Magistrix who disappeared sometime before the War of the Ancients. Astrea first encountered her in a confrontation in Felaras working to prevent her from harming the local leylines there. Though their initial conflict was impersonal, their relationship soon became personal due to Astrea’s ongoing contact with a mysterious arcane spirit bearing the name and taking the likeness of the Warlock’s old mentor; not to mention insights gained through Astrea’s prowess in Divination. In time Astrea came to see pieces of herself in this Warlock, inspiring some bit of pity for her.

The other was another Warlock who had transformed into a full-fledged demon. Astrea and she gained a mutual obsession with one another, the latter due to Astrea’s power and seeming resilience and the former due to her frequency to appear and the relatively peculiar behavior she showed compared to most Legion servants. This Warlock specialized in intelligence and took great joy in hunting people like Astrea, who at the time frequently attacked any and all operations even remotely relating to demons and the Legion. It was eventually learned that this demon was independent and entirely self-serving, though this only slowed the frequency of their fighting as Astrea would prioritize other targets over her, perhaps knowing they’d meet again regardless.

After the Legion vendetta Astrea gained a new foe in the Naga, and especially one particular Sea Witch with whom she fought frequently until eventually capturing her for study, as well as some occasional thinly veiled torture. This Naga was later used in an ongoing personal experiment launched relatively recently, seeking more insight on the nature of the species; particularly if their behavior is inborn or a product of their environment.

Perhaps her most personal nemesis is Eruxia Winterveil, currently known as Eruxia Evermoon, a Nightborne noble representing Astrea’s house among them. Eruxia was a vassal of House Evermoon in the Kaldorei Empire who committed some treachery on the house that I can’t rightly recall, likely for power considering where she is now. The two came to blows during Astrea’s time with the Starfall sentinel cadre. As far as I’m aware/concerned, Eruxia lives on but is less of a direct concern for Astrea who presently lacks the time or means to go after her personally.

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(I’m going to use this as a writing prompt, switching to my Troll shadow Hunter cause she’s reaching the end of the arc with her nemesis)

Sand Swallow You, or Bwonsamdi take you

The farraki was chained between two thick wooden posts, his wrists, bled, his arms threatened to give from their sockets being held up so long, his tusks, lay before him on the ground, their roots crimson with Farraki blood. The stubs they were ripped from burnt black to stop them from healing.

“Kaz’ai farraki zul’chuta”
(To kill one sand troll traitor)

The tall, red haired Troll woman would say in Zandali.

“Darkspeah zufli hag”
(Ugly Darkspear woman)

The Farraki murmured, his lips had swelled and were bruised, one eye was swollen shut, and he could barely speak clearly let alone look at his captor.

“Cyaa fus ‘raki dim mek.”
(Shut your sandy mouth)

The red haired Shadow hunter replied. She held up a hand as her eye caught sight of a large cat trudging up from behind and to her side. The cat morphed upward, its fur giving way to blue flesh, and its eyes turning from green slits to more Trollish hazel eyes.

“Bwon’raki kaz’fon fu Deh’yo Suli’ja?.”
(You plan to kill the Farraki? Suli’ja?)

“Cyaa”
(Yes)

“Fon’rush Farraki’Rokh kaz Jaka”
(Let’s hurry and destroy the sand troll Jaka, no ceremony)

“Lash”
(Lash)

Suli’ja whispered with a snap of her fingers and a raptor bigger than her began to quietly snarl behind her. It plodded passed her and looked straight at Jaka. The raptor lifted its lips and revealed razor sharp teeth lining its mouth, a mouth as big as a Troll’s head, and a jaw twice as strong as Troll bones.

Raptors were predators, and they retained an ability beyond equal to kill or seriously maim with just a single bite of their massive jaws. And Lash now approached the farraki.

“Cyaa bwon’shiera ali’kh kaz dim’kah zul zin rokh Bwonsamdi Jin Jaka’sul Chuta.”
(You will wander t’e ot’ha side blind deaf and dumb and all t’e dead will know, here walks Jaka’sul, t’e fool who t’ought he was Jin)

Suli’ja stepped forward with lightning speed, and forced Jaka’s jaw open with her bare hands. Without the aid of edged weapons she ripped the farraki’s tongue from his mouth, leaving him unable to speak.

“Zul’kaz”
(Great death!)

She whispered in his ear as he whimpered, unable to articulate anything but sounds.

With her thumbs she poked out both of his eyes, leaving the sockets bloody and painful, and used the blood left on her fingertips as warpaint to both cheeks, she looked up at the sky, Farraki blood glistening on her face in the hot sun.

“Zandalar Bwonsamdi, cyaa Rohk’Jaka, Kaz Zul’Alor Rush!”
(Holy Bwonsamdi, I send Jaka’sul destroyed to your great temple of Death, do with him as you will)

This was Troll justice, it was not pretty, and it was not merciful. It was gruesome, and it was bloody, and above all, it was painful.

Suli’ja stepped back and Lash took his cue to step in front of the bound Farraki. He poked his nose in close, and sniffed the bleeding, hurt and bound troll, Jaka could feel the wet nose, and the hot breath against his skin in the darkness of his new world, he would not see however, the final lunge, and the open jaws as Lash closed his teeth against Jaka’s head.

There was a sickening crack, and Jaka was dead.

“Cyaa Raki’chuta.”
(You Farraki trash)

Suli’ja would say.

And then she would walk away.

Best set to music:

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For Gulgalogos, who now lies self-interred beneath Teldrassil (Tale of a Ghost), his mortal enemy is himself, being constantly goaded by the Darkness within to do the evil he does not want (a pacifist now, Gulgalogos has a violent history from his earliest days, having been a member of the Cult of the Damned, a Torturer for the Scarlet Crusade (as an infiltrator), a Deathstalker and member of the Royal Apothecary…he was also a Sylvanas loyalist and Forsaken Fanatic during the Fourth War Classic - BFA Era Stories: Oh, the places they'll go).

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The All-You-Can-Eat Buffett at Halfhill

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I am the one who bumps.

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My 10k year old frat twin nelves…
Their mortal enemy is facing their mortality, coupled with their extraordinary long life of exploring, rescuing the one or two small tauren tribes from centaurs, raising a family that is probably far larger than most (depends on other head canons) and generally trying to live fully…

Now, they face the fact that they might not be alive in a few decades. Some nights, one/both don’t sleep.

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Well I have been working on a new DnD character concept due to my unhealthy obsession of tf2 and just made The Sniper and expanded it from there. ‘Omegaru, how far did you go with a character that barely has a background and was only (Mostly) involved in an unfinished but never will be continued comic?’ Well I’m glad you’ve asked… I made his (Adoptive) parents Wildhammers with Ausie accents and him something completely else. I cannot be stopped and honestly i’m having quite alot of fun with it. Now to actually get it started and expand it even further

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One of the reasons I play Enekie as a self-interested, opportunistic mess is because I want to make sure everyone I play with is at least a potential enemy. That’s more fun to me than being on the same side.

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Miridaer’s greatest foe is Kaldorei race as a whole. I can honestly say unjokingly that if you replaced Sylvanas with him, that Teldrassil’s burning would be one hundred percent more intriguing.

TLDR, It was a Kaldorei who murdered him. It was a Kaldorei who took his only daughter in chains to be a slave, and if that wasn’t the icing on the cake. When he finally found a group of people who accepted him with open arms (Forsaken. When he was a child he was noticed by a magister who took him under his wing cause he was a child prodigy, and pretty much grew up entirely within Thalassian society to the point that after Quel’thalas’s destruction he struggled among his fellow humans as he didn’t know single word of common until WOTLK, and even then he struggles to form sentences in Common)

They were hunted down by Kaldorei who saw them as a affront to Elune’s teachings and he lost quite a few friends due to it.

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Oh! Definitely! So y’know the biker gang in the original Dawn of the Dead movie? That’s basically Versca and their old bandit gang during the Scourge invasion of Lordaeron. Instead of helping people, they used it as an opportunity to loot and kill during the chaos only to get a well deserved death at the hands of the Scourge.

Now undead, Versca is always looking over their shoulder knowing that some of those people they likely left for dead or killed themselves are now walking amongst the Forsaken and is never sure what revenge those individuals may have in mind for them.

So yah, Versca was a fun character. Bad apple in life, trying to redeem themselves and turn it around by being a model citizen among the Forsaken, only to end up doing worse thing they ever did in life and meeting their final death in the process.

Anyway wish I had a chance to have RP’d it out that awkward conversation.

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I’ve had Calnos allude to my old Tauren hunter Calco Sunwalker (I’ve been using that surname long before Cataclysm & Tauren paladins came out) as his great rival. I think I also talked about it in another thread, but I headcanoned them having this rivalry, sometimes bitter, sometimes respectful. They helped each other in the Barrens a long time ago, and they just kept running into each other on opposite sides of a battlefield or facing down the same enemy. I like to think they finally buried the hatchet sometime after Legion, as Calco helped Calnos reconnect with his daughter and helped them defeat a powerful Doomguard (more on him later).

Currently Calnos believes Calco is dead as the last time he saw him was fighting a Frost Wyrm over a cliff at the beginning of Shadowlands. What Calnos believes and what is true are two different things of course… but also I only have a low-level version of Calco under a different name because gasp the name “Calco” is already taken on WrA! Also I’ve been trying to find ways to move Calnos past being more than Calco’s rival, so Calco has been shelved for the time being. I still think its an important part of his history though, which is why he still talks about him from time to time… Calnos misses him.

As for someone who is much more an enemy, remember in Legion they gave Warlocks a perma-Doomguard? I wrote a couple of stories of said Doomguard, Akkrok, setting him up as an over-arching villain for Legion. Prior to being captured by Calnos, Akkrok attacked the Throne of the Elements on Draenor hoping to leave the planet one last scar before heading off to Azeroth. He was stopped by Calco & my goblin shaman Lucei. I also planned on tying him to my Demon Hunter Reydoril’s backstory. Unfortunately I never found the time to write up a real conclusion to all this and once they removed perma-Doomguard (and perma-Infernal!) I handwaved it off as Akkrok breaking free after Argus, stealing the Scepter of Sargeras from Calnos in a last ditch attempt to destroy Azeroth, and the whole gang teaming up to beat him off-camera.

But now they brought back the old Doomguard ritual and I’ve even been using it in LFR raids… but why would Calnos work with Akkrok again? I wrote Akkrok, unlike Calnos himself and his other demons, being a true believer of the Legion’s conquest of the universe. Could it be because Akkrok is the very demon who’s heart Calnos’s daughter had to consume to become a Demon Hunter, thus he can never truly kill Akkrok without first finding a way to unbind Reydoril’s soul from Akkrok? Always in motion the future is…

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Blight Boar!

They ponce around acting like they ain’t even know me! I wrote two songs, TWO SONGS on that first album and I 'avent seen a skint silver!

Wankers.

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