👁 MG Horde RP Character Profiles

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Calling all Horde characters! Please post your TRP (or other RP) profile here!

To assist walk-up RP and to inspire newcomers to the Horde, it would be great to have some RP character profiles to read beforehand. Horde veterans and alts alike are welcome to post in this thread. Please note, this is not intended to replace an RP addon, but to enable browsing of characters outside of game.

Here is an optional template:

Name/Title:
Race:
Class:
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Physical Description:

History:

Links:

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INDEX of NAMES

Bellatorx Boltgear [6]
Iantha Dusklight [16]
Ka’shar (Badvoodoo) [14]
Kusylla [3]
Moranai Sunstrike [8]
Sonceri Vousineau [15]
Tyrinade Moonsong [4]
Vaknosh Blackwolf [7]
Valythra Bloodmoon [5]
Wurtzix Copperpinch [2]

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Name/Title: Wurtzix Copperpinch
Race: Goblin
Class: Shaman
Guild: Flashbang Exports

“Hey all. My name’s Wurtzix, an’ I’m Flywheel’s much abused laundryman. Ya’ll can find me at the washtub after parties, scrubbing gum from party shoes and ironing shirts to crisp perfection. When I’m not busy with my duties, I enjoy writing poetry, making weather forecasts, and going for romantic picnics. Yep, ya read that right. A romantic goblin. Not really a rich one, but some gals like passion over power. Or at least Dizzerleign does. I’m her biggest fan. Except now she has me feeding all her animals in her life-engineering lab, and I ain’t got much free time anymore. Ah well, nothin’ wrong with being busy.”

Physical Description:
Wurtzix Copperpinch is rather short, even by goblin standards. Standing at a mere 3’5", what he lacks in stature, he makes up for in girth. With his round belly and jovial attitude, Wurtzix is surprisingly full of energy, and is a placid, happy-go-lucky kind of guy. Wurtzix likes gaudy clothes in all kinds of bright colours, and is especially fond of his red santa hat, which he has worn on numerous occasions. His everyday armour generally never matches, and he is quite unperturbed by this. Wurtzix usually has a smile on his face, except when he’s nervous. Then he might be inclined to start stammering, or just lose his marbles altogether.

History:
Baby number 15 out of his mother’s womb, Wurtzix was born into one of Azeroth’s most prolific (and enterprising) families in all of Azeroth. Found in almost every Horde captial, the Copperpinch family run extremely cheap human-labour manufacturing factories. In other words, they make stuff at bargain prices, and sell it for only slightly more. Wurtzix is often seconded around the time of Winter’s Veil to join his sisters of Smokywood Pastures in selling gingerbread cookies, candy canes, and ultra-cheap gift wrapping. The rest of the time, he just sells poetry volumes, which have so far failed to provide the fortune he yearns for.

Links: https://i.imgur.com/ljnHdpF.png

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Name/Title: Scout Commander Kusylla
Race: Jungle Troll (Bloodscalp)
Class: Scout/Axethrower/Monk (IG Monk)
Guild: The Flamebranded

Physical Description:
This jungle troll as many females has a really athletic body due to her days as a gladiator, enhanced by the training with the tiger style monks and later the Horde and Flamebranded style of training.

A notorious characteristic of this one, is her hair, it is long to the shoulders, thick and orange with hints of red. The wild mane is usually kept in different styles of braids. Other physical details about her is her “brand” on both arms, these have the shape of tiger stripes; a scar over her lower waist and her nose is kinda “straight” and pointy contrary to other trolls due to a childhood incident.

History:
From a tragic origin because the player is sometimes really lazy to think in something more interesting for a backstory, this troll escalated quickly between the ranks of the Flamebranded military group. Normally seen as efficient, serious in her works is also known for being wise and intimidating for most of the members of the branded, anyway once knowing better the Commander can find a really loyal and comprehensive ally, capable of enhancing the individual and collective growth of any comrade(s).

Links: Blog Tag “Kusylla”
https://jazcelest-art.blogspot.com/search/label/Kusylla

(It contains a more expanded version of her Profile, and Art SFW/NSFW)

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Name/Title: The ‘Red Lady’ Tyrinade Moonsong
Race: San’layn
Class: Necromancer
Guild: The Onyx Rose Order

Physical Description:
From afar Tyrinade is much taller than most female elves at 7’1". Made fun of for it as a child, and she catches flak for it as an adult.

Common insults include: Giraffe, Tyrinade the Tree, Half Troll Tyr.

Skin a pale unnatural gray, which is surprisingly intact for the undead. Long relatively unkempt raven black hair with the occasional spider skittering across.

Usually wearing a mask to cover her face, hiding a pair of savage canines. Most of the time all you can see are her glowing, Scourge blue eyes. Tyrinade’s ears have curled up and have become far more batlike in appearance.

Tyrinade is reasonably attractive considering her undeath, her body more lean than curvy though she is not gaunt in appearance.

History
The only child of a family destroyed during the Scourge invasion. Tyrinade left home as a young and naive Priest to try and help heal Lordaeron of the strange plague that had overtaken it. Unknown to her it would lead her into the cold embrace of the Scourge. Eventually however her past would lead her back to the world of the living and eventually to Sylvanas’s Horde. Where now she directs her forbidden knowledge, and abilities squarely at the Alliance, and those who would choose to subdue her.

Links:
Will add them when I figure out this bloody thing…

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Name: Valythra Bloodmoon (nĂŠe Solflame)
Race: San’layn
Class: Neophyte
Guild: The Onyx Rose Order

Physical Description: Very small, standing at a height of five feet and weighing roughly ninety pounds, her body is typically deathly pale. Her skin is heavily scarred by both battle and torture, claw marks and sword slashes across her torso and her face covered in the scars of second to third degree burns. Scars aside, her body is surprisingly intact, showing no sign of decay.

Becoming San’layn has heavily changed her form, however, as her golden eyes have become sunken with a crimson hue. Thin lines of darkened veins stretch out from her mouth and her eyes. Her ears have widened markedly, becoing curled and leathery, reminiscent to those of a bat. Similarly, her nose has become upturned and flattened. The nails of her hands and feet have lengthened and end in a point, forming into claws and natural weapons. Within her mouth, her canines have elongated and become significantly more pointed to better pierce flesh.

History: The only daughter of Raitaus and Zyanel Solflame, Valythra was underweight at birth and prone to sickness. Though she was to be trained as a soldier at a young age, at age ten she was afflicted with a fatal chronic heart condition that forced her to lead a more sedentary life. Living in sickness for over two centuries and distanced from her father, Valythra sought to break free from what held her back, turning to the Onyx Rose to become San’layn and escape her bonds.

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Name: Bellatorx Boltgear
Race: Goblin
Class: Death Knight
Guild: Flashbang Exports

DESCRIPTION:
This strange-looking goblin looks like she came out the wrong end of a bad experiment. Bellatorx Boltgear has greyish-green, patchy, mottled skin that looks like it belongs on a half-rotted corpse. It is wrinkled and flaky, and looks in places to be so thin, that it may have been burned. Her hair is purple, wispy, and thin, like you might find in an elderly person, or even a ghost. Her eyes are hidden behind a pair of thick, round glasses, but appear to give off a faint, fluorecent green glow.

Bellatorx is of average height for a goblin, at 3’7". Her body is somewhat robust, but also quite matronly. She has a solid bosom and a round belly, with thick legs that resemble tree trunks. Her ears are large by goblin standards, and are chipped around the edges - like a cat who has been in many fights.

Bellatorx is generally garbed in a mixture of plate and brown leather. Sturdy, rusty plate adorns her shoulders, elbows, chest, and knees. She likes to keep her hands supple for when the situation requires it. Around her waist she keeps a leather workman’s belt, filled with archaeologist’s tools like hammers and chisels. Her chosen weapon is generally a large mining pick.

BACKGROUND:
Bellatorx Boltgear is not really a death knight, at least not in the usual definition. True, she did come close enough to death to get a taste of the other side, and she has never been the same since.
Several years ago, Bellatorx survived a terrible holoclaust explosion, one which occurred in a remote underground archaeology digsite of the Steamwheedle Preservation Society in Deadgrin, Gorgrond.

On that occasion, when the artifact, “Grogryxl’s Shield of Hideous Death” was unearthed, Bellatorx was exposed to a lethal dosage of cosmic radiation, and in fact, she was the lone surviving member of the excavation team, all of whom perished in a horrible, fiery blast. A large number of Laughing Skull orcs also perished by falling into the deep hole that was exposed.

Bellatorx happened to be standing behind a crumbling pillar at the time of the explosion, which to her good fortune, protected her from the worst of the blast.

But not all.

Immediately after the incident, flakes of her skin began to fall off, leaving patches of raw, diseased-looking flesh. The remaining skin was cracked and parched, like an aged statue. All of Bellatorx’s hair fell out, and when it did finally grow back, it was a strange purple colour, wispy like spider’s silk.

To make matters worse, her eyes became very sensitive to any kind of light, even natural sunlight. They changed to a greenish hue, the colour of fluorescent limes, and she had to wear specially designed sunglasses to block out the glare.

Fortunately, the Steamwheedle Preservation Society did offer Bellatorx a generous lifelong compensation after the accident, especially after she risked further injury by returning the artifact in a sealed reciptacle. Promoted to a deputy curator position, Bellatorx now enjoys categorizing rare objects and beasts in her spare time, when she is not busy digging.

Links:
https://i.imgur.com/na3C5zZ.png

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Name/Title: Overlord Vaknosh Blackwolf
Race: MU Blackrock Orc
Class: Arms Warrior
Guild: Guild Master of the Varokar Vanguard

Physical Description:
7’05". Extra thicc strongfat. Like an orcish lumberjack. Gray-green skin of the fel-tainted main universe Blackrock Clan orcs. Left side of his face is all messed up from a very old but brutal warmace to the face. Blind in left eye, so usually wears an eyepatch over it.

History:

  • Born in Hellfire Peninsula on Draenor, however usually says he was born in Blackrock Mountain as that is his earliest memories.
  • Raised by his mother and his grandfather Ruvok.
  • Fought in a small handful of Second War battles.
  • Served in Rend Blackhand’s Dark Horde
  • Later quit and joined the real Horde during the Scourge War
  • During MoP, joined the Kor’kron Legion under High Warlord Skullcrusha
  • As a Kor’kron, took part in the slaughter of the Shado-Pan and Destruction of the Vale which would prove to be the final straw for him
  • Attempted to murder Skullcrusha, nearly died as a result, but recovered in time to join the Kor’kron Legion’s rebellious faction for the Siege of Orgrimmar
  • Kicked Skullcrusha’s butt and got to see him jailed during the war crimes trials afterward
  • Met his mate Rahuna Thunderhowl during Legion and they soon going to have a baby
  • Recently given a full command of his own and now Overlord of the new Varokar Vanguard

Links:
Art (with sources) - https://imgur.com/a/3r41x
Guild website (new and recruiting!) - https://varokar.shivtr.com/

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Name/Title: Lady Magistrix Moranai Sunstrike
Race: Sin’dorei
Class: Fire Mage
Guild: House Sunstrike

Physical Description:
Although the Sunstrikes do not favor red hair, Moranai has long, striking fiery locks that are straightened past her bosom if allowed to be let down. In many social contexts, it is normally kept in a bun – hiding just how long the hair might go… if it stops at all. Despite the unusual hair color for the name she represents, her skin and lush lips are a normal Sunstrike trait.

Mora is a very studious woman and very much has her nose in the books almost at all times. She’s not generally quiet but she’s a conservative woman and keeps her enemies as close as if they were her best of friends. She is very kind and loves to help her friends, and always makes new ones without discrimination. Though, despite her kindness, she has a wave of anger not to be trifled with. Known for burning down entire buildings at times, her fire can sometimes be controlled only with her emotions. Lest she is calm, there’s no telling what she might do.

History:

  • Born as the third of four daughters, and twin with the last
  • Grew up studying magic and traveling the northern parts of Eastern Kingdoms
  • Spent around a century studying Lordaeronian culture and living between Quel’Thalas and Lordaeron
  • Joined the Kirin Tor around the rise of the Lich King
  • Left with the Sunreavers after the Purge of Dalaran
  • Began working in Quel’Thalas politics and rebuilding her home and name once more

Links:
Wiki: https://moon-guard.fandom.com/wiki/Moranai_Sunstrike
Art Album: https://imgur.com/a/GuLQcUZ

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Name/Title: Chieftain Jab’trah
Race: Darkspear Troll
Class: Monk
Guild: The Hearthstone Tribe

Physical Description:
The troll stood tall, an elaborate feline hood and shawl covering the majority of his head. The shawl was a dark crimson color with the edges done in leather in gold tink. The shawl was an additional, protective cloth designed to safeguard its wearer from noxious fumes. The hood had clear indications that it was skinned from a feline, glassy orbs staring at the unknown horizon.

Neck length hair held back in a simple braid ponytail hidden underneath, turqoise strands of hair clashing against the brown leather cord. His long ears jutting out of the cowl, sky blue skin and tusks poking out, showing to all his race. His left tusk being a peculiar one, formed completely from a gunmetal grey metal. Sapphire eyes peered out from the shadows as he kept an adaptive stride, flowing with the crowds around him to hide in plain sight.

The Pauldrons offering him protection were in the form of a feline paw, dark fur, crimson red leather running from the sides to the top with gold metal forming the feline paw’s claws. Three pieces of dark leather with golden edges made its way down to his upper arms, offering further protection.

Dark tones leather compromised the majority of his chest piece, the leather jerkin strapped and buckled on top of a red hexweave tunic. Dark furs half-circled around his neck from the back with the lower strands resting on his chest piece in front, dark leather pieces with dull golden metal overlapping over each other, slowly decreasing in size as it went down his body.

Draped behind him was a relatively simple ‘cloak’; of sorts, made entirely out of metal and chains, true iron metal being a clear indicator as to the metal. The metal pieces progressively became smaller with each iteration, the ‘cloak’ ending with chains that trailed behind him, rattling with each step if the monk did so on purpose. The cloak seemed to serve as a training of sorts, to move in silence despite the ‘handicap’.

Dark leather and gold covered his hands in a gauntlet. More of the crimson red cloth served as protection for his wrist and the knuckles of his digits on top of the gauntlet, the piece firmly buckled in place.

Circling his waist was a simple belt with the buckle holding it tight.

Resting on top of the troll’s ‘cloak’, lay a crude spear as his favored weapon of choice. The ‘blade’ of the polearm was the top half skull of a clear denizen of the Tanaan Jungle, its sharpened teeth glinting with clear indication of them being coated with true iron metal to fortify the weapon’s ‘edge’. Leather straps held the top half of the jaw to the shaft, dark green leather wrapped around to provide a better grip. At the bottom of the shaft was a long claw, strapped by dark green leather alongside a raptor carving held firmly with a secured chain.

The spear clearly hinted at its creation being improvised but

His leggings were simple dark leather, faulds protecting his upper legs. Covering his feet were dark leather boots, dull golden metal showcasing the effectiveness of the boots.

History:

  • Rescued by the Darkspear years before their exodus from Stranglethorn.
  • Raised by parents who died at the Battle for Mount Hyjal.
  • Spent his years looking for a purpose while helping the Horde build a home in Kalimdor.
  • Traveled to Pandaria once he heard of monks and trained under them.
  • Spent time looking for a home afterwards, having felt odd without one.
  • Eventually founded his own Tribe alongside like-minded people.

Links
Wiki: https://moon-guard.fandom.com/wiki/Jab%27trah
Art Album: https://imgur.com/a/Dwep7x9

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Name: Edward “Eddy P” Potlatch
Race: Goblin
Class: Hunter
Guild: Flashbang Exports

DESCRIPTION:
When meeting Eddy P, you might want to wear shades. He’s bright, he’s flashy, he loves his bling. He also likes hats. Especially ones with feathers. “Yous ain’t nobody 'less your hat’s got care-ick-tah.”

Once the glare fades, you’ll see an average-sized Goblin with a large hat and even larger gun. Rings, chains, amulets, they all adorn this garish gob. If there’s a place to hook or hang it, it dangles from Eddy. You’ll smell him, too. Cheap cologne. The best a copper coin can buy. Smells like a champ. You’ll never forget.

Eddy P’s a friendly guy, especially if you’re cute. If you’re a potential customer, he’s very friendly. If you’re both, you’re a peach! He’ll flash his best smile, give you a wave and sling out his best line, in an accent only a Goblin can do: “How ya doin?”

He’s clean, too. “One can’t shine covered in mud & muck. Bad for bidness, see?” As a hunter and beast boss, one wouldn’t think this would work. But it does. His companions do all the work. He’s not the strongest Goblin in the field. Doesn’t need to be. His big gun and companions do the dirty work. Smart, eh? You sure as fel won’t find Eddy P bein’ one of those spear-slingin’ survivalists.

BACKGROUND:

Eddy hails from Kezan, where he learned his trading skills beneath the shadow of Trade Prince Gallywix. No, he never knew the guy. Eddy just swindled his mooks and minions. Those guys would buy anything, so long as the story sounded right. A gold painted lead bar? Sure. Mook-enhancement medicinals? Of course!

Eddy’s parents were the best. They taught him his fast-talking, sweet-saying ways. The art of the deal. Unfortunately, they were slaughtered by a pair of escaped Trolls slaves who thought Edwina and Edgar would make a fine first meal. Rather than seek vengeance, Eddy skedaddled. He boarded a merchant ship and sailed for Bogpaddle.

During the journey, he met an aspiring Goblin brewmaster named Fidgit. This gob dreamed of crafting the perfect brew, one that tasted great, was never filling and completely addictive. In other words, a never-ending supply of repeat customers. Believing he’d discovered the Golden Gob, Eddy signed on. Things went well, until FIdget disappeared into the mountains, taking the recipe with him. Eaten by Trolls; supposedly.

Eddy really despises Trolls.

Left to his own devices, Eddy began selling anything he could get his claws on. He continues to do so to this day, swindling… ah, trading under the banner of Flashbang Exports.

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Name: Kitschyjewel Catchpenny

Race: Goblin

Class: Warlock

Guild: Flashbang Exports

Description:

Kitschy is still trying perfect her style of clothing through many different experiments of fabrics. She has multiple piercings in her ears and nose with bright blue hair she puts in ringlets. Her eyeshadow and lips are purple and she adds a layer of glitter to both.

These days she looks like a fortune teller at the Darkmoon Faire with bright, gaudy clothing that doesn’t match and a turban with a large jewel in the center.

Background:

I know what ya thinkin pal. “Hey Kitschy, I seen ya round but what’s a Mudlarker anyway?” Pull up a chair and I’ll tell ya. motions the bar maid over

I was takin a stroll along the coast tossin empty bottles back in the ocean when I come across a couple a bodies just bakin in the sun. Naturally I had to investigate and go through their pockets. Comin up with zilch, I noticed farther down the beach that a watertight trunk was just sittin there for the takin.

Most of the stuff was crapola except for a robe. Later that night, some young impressionable mage walks past and I can’t resist. I tell him I have a bespoke robe from Princess Poobah herself that has a two minute invisibility timer on it. I came home with 500g that night. Boy did he get the fuzzy end of that lollipop!

Before you ask, no, I’m not ganna tell ya where I go to find my goods. I have a system and I don’t trust no one. I hear there’s new customers to be had in Zandalar. In the mean time, bizness is booming with all those crates from The Third War and who knows what’s just layin around to be sold on the AH. Suckas will buy anythin.

Thanks for the drink pal. looking down at your bill you notice she bought the most expensive drink.

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I would love to see some more character profiles posted here! Let’s see a nice sampling of all that Horde has to offer.

Don’t make me subject everyone to more of my ALTS!

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The terror of ALTS. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES

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Let’s get this post going again, come on Horde, show us your profiles!

Name/Title: Ka’shar. The Shadow Hunter, Jin’jakaro, Follower of the Six
Race: Zandalari Troll
Class: Shadow Hunter
Guild: Jakaro tar al Shoru

Physical Description: Standing nearly eight and a half feet tall Ka’shar is easily an imposing figure when eyes are first laid upon him. His hair is a mixture of red, orange, and purple hues, kept in a very tall mohawk. Seafoam blue eyes frame the face of his blue-colored skin with their dark gray rock-like skin patches along his body and its stocky swimmers build. His tusks have bone carved rings around them and are carved with scrimshaw art of shadow hunter symbols. Free of scars or blemishes, Ka has several piercings along both of his ears as well as several intricately drawn tattoos running down his arms, across his chest, and back. The artwork is a traditional Zandali design combining art dedicated to the loas and tribal art.

Often he is found wearing a mixture of heavy leather, cloth, and light mail armor, while various tribal adornments. What stands out most is the hanging tiki masks and skulls, hand-carved along his belt with a few pouches, as well as his leather corded biju necklace. And while Ka’shar normally turns towards his powerful shadow magic as needed in combat, he also carries on him a hexblade enchanted by the priests of Ogoun for up-close combat.

History: Ka’shar is a shadow hunter and follower of the six, born on the twenty-second day of March. In his mid-thirties, Ka’shar was originally born to a family that hailed from the Zuldazar coast. Traders, they were murdered by Blood Trolls during a cargo run to an outpost in Nazmir when Ka’shar was still young. The Zandalari was saved by what he claims was the voice of Ogoun. Brought back to Dazaralor he was tested and found to be promising and as such was raised to be a priest for the loa. However, his strength and skills led him to the path of becoming a Shadow Hunter eventually, serving the will of all Loa and the interests of his fellow Trolls. He was present with the volunteers that traveled to Yojamaba Island and also with those who witnessed the betrayal of Zul. Currently, it is said that he has formed a group known as Jakaro tar al Shoru, a clan and mercenary group devoted to bringing honor to the loa and serving the interests of all Trolls across Azeroth.

Links: Jakaro tar al Shoru: https://us.forums.blizzard.com/en/wow/t/h-rp-jakaro-tar-al-shoru-a-new-troll-guild/798826

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Name/Title: Sonceri Vousineau
Race: Nightborne / Shal’dorei
Class: Hunter / Magitech Engineer
Guild: Ashes of Al’ar

Physical Description:

A second glance? Perhaps not. She has the marks of a withered, deep lines and a lean look. She may have nibbled a fruit, had a bit of cure, but it barely shows in her face. Deep lines carve around eyes, into cheeks, edges of lips. A graying mop of indigo hair hangs limp. Her ears have a slight droop, thankfully kept straight by armor along the edge.

Her gear includes:

  • Bombs, arcane to shrapnel
  • A flask of something - arcane infused liquor, black coffee, etc
  • A pack full of essences, dusts, and mechanical parts
  • Tool kits for repairs and building
  • Bracer of illusions and other minor things
  • Magitech armor, lined with arcane wiring, reinforced with gears
  • Keys to a workshop and warehouse
  • An array of firearms

History:

She claims to be a child of a gardener father and gangster mom. This is partially true, as they fell into these positions long after the dome rose over Suramar. Older than dirt, she’s forgotten a good deal, but earliest memories may harken to before the ol’ dome. But since living in the fishbowl, she’s eeked out a fine enough life.

Sonceri has been a bounty hunter, leyline tunnel cleaner, magitech repairman, lighting specialist, and other various and sundry jobs:

  • Magitech Repairman, Class A three stars
  • City Corps Vermin Exterminator - Crescent District
  • Leyline Architect

She’s best known for making magical science. Magi-cores, arcane wiring, leyline routes, arc-networks, fancy pool lighting. Which leads to the age old question…how many Shal’dorei does it take to change a malfunctioning lighting array.

Since the release from Suramar, she has taken up work and positions with the Horde, aiding in vehicular and naval battles, investigating the Alliance and other enemies, and studying up on world events and history.

Links:

OOC I help a ton with Warcraft Conquest and make campaign art stuffs for guilds and events. Some samples and such which includes Sonceri art.
https://lorikrell.myportfolio.com/world-of-warcraft

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Name/Title: Iantha Dusklight
Race: Sin’dorei
Class: Warlock
Guild: DeepCore Industries

Physical Description: Uncommon in appearance, this indigo-haired sin’dorei is sometimes mistaken for a demon hunter, due to some fairly extensive fel corruption: a pair of short, twisted horns, blackened fingers and very bright, fel-green eyes. Though one of the Illidari would never mistake her for one of their own, they would be able to sense substantial demonic energies radiating from the woman.

Perhaps in an attempt to combat further corruption, subtle arcane runes in the form of tattoos can sometimes be seen encircling her wrists and other parts of her body. They glow with a faint, bluish light which is difficult to spot in daylight.

History: Little is known about her history, save for those close to her, which are few in number.

She may be recognised by other sin’dorei who spent time in Outland as part of Kael’Thas’ forces.

Links: sketch by me: imgur[dot]com/ENhC7B2 (replace “dot” in url)

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Big thanks to Ka’shar for reviving this! Two of the entries (Wurtzix and Bellatorx) were written by me, but I still need to post one for Flywheel. Soon!

I have updated the List of Names in post#1.

I hope that lots more people keep adding entries to this! Thanks everyone.

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Name/Title: Flywheel Mahoney
Race: Bilgewater Cartel Goblin (formerly Steamwheedle)
Class: Priest
Guild: Flashbang Exports

Physical Description: Flywheel is an expert engineer, especially when it comes to intricate adjustments and craftsmanship of specially designed blow-up jewellery™. But it ain’t no coincidence that these professions were borne as a result of a hideous deformity that for years her parents tried to hide. SMALL HANDS.

Sometimes she refers to them affectionately as her “little crabs”. Admittedly, it can be an advantage not to have the huge heffers that other goblins pride themselves on. Easier to wedge objects in small places, for example. Long has Flywheel’s deformity been a point of mockery by her kin, but Flywheel has moved beyond such shallow, immature behaviour.

Though it does sting a bit, sometimes.

Anyhow, if ya were to look past the tiny appendages (which she usually hides under oversized gloves to detract attention), ya might notice she has a cute smattering of freckles across her puffy cheekbones, and large almond-shaped eyes in a shade of deep dark blue, almost violet.

But that’s about where her lady-like qualities end. And if you want to know about her ambitions, her personality, her thoughts of you…well, you’re just going to have to stop oogling and actually say something.

History: So, ya reckon ya got it all figured out, don’tcha? One look at this green-skinned gal and ya think ya know everything there is to know. Well, ya don’t.

…but maybe it helps a bit.

See, this fine young goblin specimen ain’t your average greasemonkey. Nope, she never gets her hands dirty, if she can’t avoid it - or pay someone else to do it. She likes fine clothes and fancy hair, and truth be told, she’d rather be sitting in Gallywix’s Pleasure Palace than sitting here making googly eyes at you.

Unfortunately, that ain’t to be.

See, she’s been recruited, by a well-known relative, to actually get off her butt and start making his ambitions happen. Ya wouldn’t know this, but she might flinch if ya happen to mention his mega-famous name. He designed Orgrimmar, Ratchet, your garrison at Frostwall, and he’s pretty good at underground tunnels too.

If only his ‘grandaughter’ (official documents not actually certified) wasn’t such a cushion-hugging softskin. But she’s trying hard to fix that, ya’ll see.

Personality in brief: Pampered, unpredictable, ‘royal’ bloodline, friendly, explosives expert. Ready for anything! Blessings, tooth surgery, contracts…sure, why not?

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Name/Title: Chieftain Kelsuwa Stormspear
Race: Tauren
Class: Druid/Plagueshifter
Guild: The Thunderhowl Clan

Physical Description: Kelsuwa holds the benefit of still being far from old, a Tauren in the middle of his prime. Standing almost ten feet tall with soft, downy like fur is a blend of brown and white covering his body. He’s rugged, commanding, and somewhat intimidating as well. Tribal paint adorns his body from his face down his chest and arms on a daily basis as a tribute to both his tribe and the spirits.

His amber colored eyes stare down at those who look at him, easily able to gaze into the souls of others though often many are met with surprise and find kindness in them instead. His horns are a natural-toned color and his right horn has been snapped off. For many having only part of it remaining would be a disgrace to a Tauren, though for Kelsuwa he wears this loss proudly as a reminder of the sacrifice he made to protect others. His other horn has scrimshaw etchings carved into it made up of tribal markings and runes.

Around his neck lays a thin leather necklace with a carving of a totem hanging from it, druidic etchings marked on the totem. He also carries the feathers of a hawk which are woven into his mane proudly from a hunt in his youth during a rite of passage. Traditionally Kelsuwa relies on druidic magic when it comes to combat but should he need a focus or if the combat comes too close he carries upon him a rather fierce-looking staff, carved from woods of the Earthmothers plains and sharpened with Kodo bones that are just as strong as steel.

The armor of Kelsuwa is a combination of leather, bone, and heavy linen, though none restrict his movements and yet each piece is certainly protective. His shoulder armoring hides a large scar on his right shoulder, the markings of what appears to be an encounter with a bear. Slung on his back rests a largely carved totem which is said to carry the spirits of his ancestors and those lost from the original Thunderhowl Tribe at the hands of the Harpy. Two mystical pouches resting from his belt hold various items including vials of medicines, fresh fruit, a pipe, and his four plague guardian stones. A pleasant side effect of who he is and what he does is that he often smells of the outdoors, including fresh herbs, pine trees, and sometimes it seems bourbon.

History: You thought it would be that easy to get it out of me? snorts Take the time to know me my friend and you will find there is much to my journey in life so far that you might come to know.

Links: https://moon-guard.fandom.com/wiki/Kelsuwa_Stormspear

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