Hi.
I’m at that crippling stage of picking a name for my Night Elf monk, between Brewmoon and Moonbrew.
Can I please call on the roleplayers of Moon Guard to offer up any advice or guidance to help me choose!
Please help!!
Hi.
I’m at that crippling stage of picking a name for my Night Elf monk, between Brewmoon and Moonbrew.
Can I please call on the roleplayers of Moon Guard to offer up any advice or guidance to help me choose!
Please help!!
Brewbrew. Do Brewbrew.
…Moonbrew though. I like that one.
Moonbrew seems to flow off the tongue better IMO.
Moonbrew, in my mind, elicits connotations of a special brew/concoction which can only be brewed or completed under the light of the moon, and the mysticism of fantasy surrounding such moon oriented task or rituals. I like Moonbrew.
Rumors begin to circulate of the elusive “Moon Brew”, surrounded by all manor of mysteries and benefits, especially popular in the kingdom of Gilneas. Being a keen entrepreneur, Moonbrew decides to cash-in on this unexpected fame, gaining start-up funds from various investors for large scale production.
The Moon Brewery is an over night sensation with profits soaring and supply constantly running short to meet demands. Additional capital is needed to expand operations and in his excitement, Mr. Moonbrew overlooks the shady clues surrounding his latest investor.
A Year’s worth of fame and fortune are visited upon the humble Night Elf until another famed Azerothian influencer questions the validity of Moon Brew’s mystical rumors. The fame quickly turns sour as alchemists and apothecaries alike release their studies against the rumored benefits, proving all of the claims to be false.
A public outcry gains the attention of Azerothian authorities and the infamous trial commences. After months of deliberations, it is founded that Mr. Moonbrew may not have started the rumors, but by not denying the claims, he was found guilty of falsification.
Moonbrew’s empire was now in shambles. Once on the cover of “Kezan’s Elite”, the distraught gentleman would now be lucky to receive a hand out at a local food bank. It was at this low point that his most recent investor comes calling for payment. Now, with a mountain of debt owed to and underground mafia, and with his loved ones caught in the crossfire, Moonbrew must reluctantly return to his roots as a tournament champion martial artist for when the mafia sees fit!
Brewmoon, you saw me standing alone.