Welcome to WrA - Tell us about your RP character

Welcome to WrA - Tell us about your RP character.

I’ll even go first:

Kirsy is a former paladin who died in the last part of BFA from a slow acting poison she was stabbed with back in WoD. There was no cure or antidote and while her connection with the light sustained her for awhile, it wasn’t able to nullify the effects forever. In her former life, she spent years working for the war machine, first leading operations on the field and later working as a healer.

She has a lot of quirks. She’s nearsighted and squints at everything she reads. She has occasional anxiety issues and shifts blame to her horse when they affect her actions (i.e. Her horse is afraid of heights, not Kirsy). She’s a tightwad and doesn’t pay her bills. She trusts goblins to handle her money, however. She overlooks her pets when they misbehave and she tends to have a lot of them. Bunnies are her favorite and telling her about one being hurt will make her tear up. She thinks Thrall is the best Warchief the Horde has ever had and she tends to see most issues in black and white.

She’s also a good strategist but has poor interpersonal skills and doesn’t always understand what someone means. She’s lived in Silvermoon, Shattrath and Andorhal, with a house on the river being her final home. At one point, she was captured by the Alliance and was jailed in the Stockades for a time. She made friends with all the rats there and bugged the soldiers there so much that they were glad to see her escape.

Her friends and pets are the most important thing to her and she considers them family.

After she died, she was buried behind her home in Andorhal, but has recently been raised as a DK. The situation is frustrating to her, as she remembers enough of her past life to know she’s different now and can’t call on the light. She also just found out one of her oldest friends died awhile ago and she’s struggling to find out how and why.

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Kenixx was, prior to the opening of the Dark Portal, a KTC executive who headed up their industrial espionage division. He lumped a lot of the day to day responsibilities on his assistant, as he liked to do some of the important field work himself, which he accomplished primarily by way of illusion magic and teleportation.

His last job he did for KTC was getting into Gnomeregan to sabotage/steal what they were calling a “temporal generator,” a device that was unstable but generated an excessive amount of arcane power. After getting in by copying the appearances if progressively more important looking gnomes, he got to the device, and tried to teleport it back to Kezan.

This went poorly, as you can imagine when dealing with massive amounts of unstable arcane energy. He got to Kezan…over thirty years later, and prone to uncontrollable bursts of arcane energy that prevented him from trying to teleport anywhere else. He spent the next few months living by scavenging through the ruins left in the wake of the Cataclysm. While looking through what documents survived, he found out that he had been declared dead (and his pension revoked and reinvested) decades ago, and some nonsense about a horde and a new continent and a bunch of other stuff he had no context for.

Eventually he was able to get the arcane energy under control enough to teleport away, and aimed for the coordinates for the first port on a shipping map he’d found, some place called “Ratchet.” He’s been trying to reinvent himself since then, having through this whole ordeal and unintentional journey of self discovery learned that knowledge is the real currency to profit from, as it doesn’t inflate and has value even when there’s nobody else around, and that messing with volatile power yields volatile results. He’ll also still occasionally just blink out of reality for a while, reappearing in a different location at a later date, which is a great way to just randomly appear in storylines that are already in progress.

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Nice to meet you, Kirsy.

Solarion here is a High Elf who lives in Dalaran. He’s done so since shortly after the city was founded, meaning he’s nearing about 3,000 now. He moved there to get away from the demands of his family, and has not used his family name since. He’s spent all that time teaching new generations of mages in Dalaran, typically the basics, but now and then he’s taken on an apprentice or two. His personal magical studies have always focused on enhancing the power of other mages, rather than developing strong attacks or defenses for himself.

During the Second War he fought as part of the forces fielded by Dalaran, feeling that he could not stand by and let so many of his former students and apprentices risk their lives. Despite his efforts, many mages did die during the war, which instilled in him hatred for the Horde and all it stood for. After the war was over and Antonidas wanted to study the Orcs’ lethargy, he had a hard time coming to terms with wanting to help the monsters who tortured and slaughtered so many of his former pupils. It wasn’t until he wrestled with his original reason for coming to Dalaran that he was able to move past that hatred (that Dalaran represented a place with more tolerance and progressive ideals).

During the Third War he joined those evacuated from Dalaran, intending to safeguard the students under his care. When the Sunwell was destroyed the withdrawal affected him badly, but his pride got the better of him and he chose to ignore it. This resulted in a long-term physical damage to his body that leaves him easily winded or out of energy if he engages in strenuous physical activity for too long.

Despite a few bad incidents with Blood Elves, when the Sunreavers attempted to rejoin the Kirin Tor he was in support of it. During the Purge of Dalaran he was in the libraries of the Kirin Tor when Silvermoon Magisters entered and began attacking anyone, while looking for Sunreavers. Having nearly died during that his perceptions of Quel’Thalas soured significantly, although when he learned more details about the Purge, he wasn’t impressed by the Kirin Tor’s actions either. He also retired from his career of teaching young mages around that time, to focus on convalescing.

During Legion he was well exasperated with the Council of Six’s flip-flopping between neutrality and picking a faction, even if there was good reason, and when the Sunreavers were allowed back in the city he shook his head wondering what on Azeroth could possess them to want to come back. It goes without saying he was also wary of non-Sunreavers from Quel’Thalas during that time. He served the Tirisgarde as a Loremaster; a glorified librarian.

The Fourth War came and after hearing about what happened to Teldrassil he felt that remaining neutral was not in anyone’s best interests. He volunteered to aid the Alliance, though never in combat, focusing more on relief efforts, particularly among the Night Elves in Stormwind.

A few other tidbits:

  • He is a huge fan of food and used to study cooking professionally. In fact, one of the goals he hopes to pursue in the future is a modification of the Detect Magic Spell that would allow him to basically learn the arcane formulae for spells to conjure any food he’s come into contact with. He intends to create a special spellbook to record these conjuring spells.
  • Solarion’s foremost school of magic is actually Divination. In years past when adventurous souls came to Dalaran he’d offer to give them quests that would send them on treasure hunts, by using divination to locate lost troves of riches or artifacts. He also became fairly well off economically by doing this in exchange for a small percentage of the profits of said adventures.
  • A specially made mana potion vial is always with him. It refills itself slowly over time, and drinking mana potions can help with the lasting damage caused by ignoring the effects of magical withdrawal after the Third War.
  • One of the spells Solarion devised as a means to support other mages is an aura called the Circle of Magi, with raises the potency of spells by each caster affected by it a small amount. It’s one of his favorite spells, though very few other mages have been able to learn it despite his best efforts to teach them, as it requires limiting one’s own personal power to the point you’d need at least five other mages present to be as strong as one would be without keeping it in effect.
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You actually did it, you made a “Tell us about your character” thread. Mad respect.

Sir Thomas Bates was an average man once. A knight of the Brotherhood of the Horse, he gave his life to protect Grand Hamlet, all in vain as the Horde destroyed Stormwind in the First War. But things buried in the now cursed grounds of Duskwood seldom stay down, and so his restless spirit haunts the woods, hoping to accomplish what he couldn’t in life. Protecting his home at any cost.

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Elquie Le Lucc: Baroness of Le Lucc Cosmetics. Foundation, lipstick, eyelashes, nails…Whatever your makeup needs, Le Lucc Cosmetics has you covered. Made out of only the finest herbs and a secret ingredient. Very closely guarded company secret!

She is very involved in every day tasks, including making sure the ingredients are gathered. Catt, a striking young 100% legit Elf is often at her side to make sure no one else is slacking on the job.

Elquie is always looking out for ways to further expand her business no matter the cost. Be it through shrewd capitalism, utilizing her charms or through…Less pleasant means.

If one was to visit areas she goes to for gathering supplies, it’s not uncommon to see shriveled corpses hardly resembling their former selves. It’s as if their souls were sucked right out of them…

Surely nothing to be concerned about, though. And the makeup is fantastic! Get your Le Lucc Pak™ today!

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Here’s a basic idea of Kinarra is about these days.

Kinarra is currently living at an old Whitehorn campsite on the mesa near Hunter’s Hill. She’s been living on her own in the Barrens for over a year, basically in self imposed exile. But it is not the Shu’halo nature to stay alone for too long, and she has started reaching out to join the world again. Sadly finding most of her friends gone or in parts unknown.

She no longer considers herself a chieftain. She doesn’t believe she is worthy of the responsibility because she abandoned her tribe. During the events of Legion she became increasingly convinced that a tribal prophecy was coming true - to the point of becoming a zealot. When events began to unfold in a way that was counter to what she believed would happen, she started to lose it. Eventually, she started losing her faith in herself, in the path she was walking, and in the gods themselves. So, she selected someone to lead in her place and left. She deeply regrets that now. She put people she was sworn to lead and protect into dangerous situations. The mantle of chieftain was not hers to give away, it was the ancestors right.

When she initially returned, she took up the mantle and relieved her kin of the oath they had sworn to the Whitehorn Tribe. She freed them to follow their paths to where they could be the most assistance in what was to come, though most had already left. The only person who refused to leave was the Elder, Greatmother Moon.

Greatmother has given Kinarra a series of rites over the past year. These rites were designed to cleanse Kina of the spiritual attachments which had begun to affect her judgement, and also provide the training in shamanism that she never had the patience to sit through. Some rites have been completed and some are still in progress. For now, Kina spends her time with the occasional black smith commission, tending the old Whitehorn sacred grounds, and training.

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Answering for my Draenei Shaman, Thuum, who I am pretty sure is going to be my new main in Shadowlands. Just don’t wanna switch characters on the forums so maybe I can one day post links :joy:

Born after the rise of the Horde and the genocide of the Draenei, Thuum is a younger Draenei for sure. He never knew his real parents, and indeed no one seems to, not even his adoptive mother, a kindly old Broken Draenei woman. She found him while foraging in the swamps, swaddled and crying.

Growing up in Zangarmarsh, he developed a fondness for nature and the wilds. He had a pretty quaint and simple life, though not always easy. Being the uncorrupted son of a Krokul woman got him teased a fair bit, as the draenei could still be intolerant in those days of their afflicted brethren. And so from an early age, Thuum liked to fight and always wanted to ensure he was strong enough to defend his mother’s honor, much to her vexation it should be said, for she was a very kindly woman who abhorred violence and had a strong sense of herself, and certainly wasn’t overly bothered by the words of teasing children. A former Rangari who now worked as a scholar trying to study and hopefully one day cure the Lost Ones, Thuum’s mother believed in the value of all life, and instilled this in her son. This lead Thuum to have a fondness for all manners of creatures, and peoples. As a young boy, he became best friends with a Sporeling.

When Nobundo began looking for students, he found Thuum among them. Early into his studies, by now a young teenager, Thuum moved to Nagrand to live in Telaar and learn shamanism. He made pilgrimages to the Throne of the Elements to learn from the Furies themselves, as many shaman then did. His strongest elements were earth and fire, for his stubbornness and temper, according to his teachers, only half-jokingly.

And so he lived in Outland, training, learning, getting into whacky adventures I haven’t yet fully imagined. Content to be a shaman and tied to the lands of Draenor, he was not present when the Draenei took the Exodar and crashed it on Azeroth. However, during the Burning Crusade, he met the Alliance when they came to Telaar and became fast friends with many of them, especially the Dwarves and their ale. He came to Azeroth during the Shattered Sun Offensive, and from there decided to stay and do his part to protect the land and its people. Draenor was his home, and would always have a place in his heart, but he felt an instant connection and love for Azeroth from almost the instant his hooves touched down.

A member of the Earthen Ring, he has pitched in during many conflicts. Though a powerful shaman, especially for his age, he lacks ability when it comes to healing and spirituality. Furthermore, his boisterous personality, hot head, and wanderer’s spirit have made him, probably, the least dependable shaman in the entire Ring, so he has never really ascended into the ranks in any meaningful way. One of Thuum’s teachers said of him, “Thuum connects with the elements so well because he might as well be one of them. He’s as proud as fire, capricious as wind, as inconsistent as water, and as immovable as earth.” Another has said, “He is more a force of nature than a man. Coming and going as he pleases. Sometimes no one hears from him for months and then he turns up again. He would have been kicked from the Ring long ago, if not for two things: his sheer talent, and the fact that if he gives you his word he will do something - and getting his word is no easy task mind because the lad won’t commit to anything - he will do it.”

Desiring to always be strong, Thuum eats like a horse and trains heavily, both in shamanistic magic and combat. Even as a boy, his mother would have to yell at him to go to bed because she would hear him grunting out push-ups late into the night. During the Legion campaign, the Earthen Ring sent him to assist in Highmountain and there he became fast friends with the Stonedark Drogbar. To this day, he still fist-bumps people and, if he really likes them, calls them “brul.”

On the whole, Thuum might appear at first glance to be shallow. He laughs at burps and farts, chews with his mouth open, doesn’t seem to know how to moderate the volume levels of his voice, loves showing off his muscles, and seems to be incredibly proud and conceited. But he is also very kind and empathetic. His boasting is never done at anyone else’s expense. He has deep emotions and feels them strongly - perhaps too strongly. Kind of a big, dumb, himbo but who has a heart of gold.

Presently, after Cataclysm and MoP and BfA, Thuum’s patience has worn out with the Horde. Thuum has always been an incredibly tolerant person, and indeed has had connections with the Mag’har of Outland from his days at the Throne of the Elements and such. As a member of the Earthen Ring, he looks up to people like Thrall and Muln. But the Horde’s actions have been a lot, even for someone like Thuun. He’s not super bloodthirsty toward them or anything, and he deep down has hope they can come back from where they are (especially with THRALL on the Council - he’s a big Thrall fanboy). But that being said, when it comes to Horde aggression, he’s also not f***ing around anymore, either.

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i dont think i should post anything since ive said too much abt sint already

instead accept this bump

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Gwy’neth Shadowbreaker is a Sentinel, through and through. She joined when they were formed, fighting through all the major battles and wars up until the Silverwing Sentinels were formed when the orc threat came to Ashenvale. By then, she was a Captain, leading skirmishes in and around the Warsong Gulch and surrounding areas, including the greater forests of Darkshore, Azshara, Felwood, Winterspring, Hyjal.

More recently, after the treaty was signed when Garrosh was executed, she did not resign herself to giving up her homelands so easily. She was given her own regiment to lead, the Shadow of the Forest, and lead them to reclaim some of areas the Horde still held in the forests.

Year after year the wars and threats in Azeroth never let up, so the Shadow faded. Sentinels were called away to far away lands and eventually she let the regiment collapse, going back to Feralas to train Sentinels.

When Darkshore was invaded and Teldrassil burned, she decided that enough was enough and has taken it upon herself to reform the Shadow of the Forest into something new and different. She know bides her time, waiting for the right moment to reveal herself and the Shadow, as she assists refugees in Stormwind.

She’s a rash thinker. Strategic mind, but often rushes to action. Brave, stoic and heartfelt, but hardheaded and unforgiving Gwy’neth is a true friend but will do the right thing no matter the consequences. She’s a staunch believer in Elune, almost to a fault.

She’s pretty cool and. I love her :heart_eyes:

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Assandi was found on the doorstep of the Stormwind orphanage as a newborn, and grew up there. Her childhood was pretty standard for the children growing up there, chores, chores, learning basic skills, and more chores. Until one day the matron decided to let adventurers take the children with them on adventures. Assandi’s adoptive hero for the week was a human mage who’s name has slipped her memory, but it was probably something like “Gaandalph” or “Myrlin” or “Moarpewpew”, but whatever it was it didn’t matter, because he didn’t speak much beyond “It’s too far away!”, “I can’t do that yet!” and “I need a target!”, though his catch phrase seemed to be “My mana is low!”. While he wasn’t big of speech, he did try his best to show her a thing or two, as well as show her around the world. He took her to meet the Prince (Who she may or may not have developed a crush on when he waved at her), took her into warsong gulch and taught her how use the horde banner to start a fire with, how to use a needle & thread to sew fabrics into garments and then disenchant them into dust and so much more. She was enthralled by his ability to cast spells, and conjure treats from thin air. But, at the end of the week, he brought her back to the orphanage. At first she thought it was punishment for trying to take a sip of his water elemental, but it turns out the matron had asked for the children’s safe return at the end of the week. When asked how she enjoyed her time with the hero, she simply told the matron that she was going to write a letter to Greatfather Winter to ask for a magic stave like he had, but no such luck, all she got was a twig. It would have to do.

Every year, children’s week would roll around, and Assandi would ask to go with “That mage from last time”, every year he’d show her more and more of the world. One year as they made camp for the night, she would sneak a peek at his spellbook, and tried to use mud to copy a few lines from a random spell onto her arm. The next day they arrived at Theramore, and he brought her to see Lady Jaina, who noticed the spell incantation for Arcane Blast on her arm, and laughed “What do we have here, an aspiring arcane mage?” Assandi nodded her head, to which Jaina replied “You know, a mage really shouldn’t write their spells in mud, who knows what might happen. Especially an advanced spell like that! We normally use special books for that level of spell”. That year Assandi asked Greatfather Winter for a spellbook, and she got a book filled with blank pages. It would have to do.

As the months went by, Assandi would find herself venturing further and further away from the cathedral square when playing, often wandering over to the Mage’s district, hoping to catch a peek at a class or two in session, before running back to the orphanage as to not be caught straying too far from it, jotting the lessons down in her spellbook. Practicing it when she’d get free time, making little progress without a proper mentor. As she grew into her teen years, the matron would ask her to help out around the city, as it recovered from Deathwing’s attack and to bring a few copper into the orphanage’s coffers to keep everyone fed & clothed. She’d frequently help out around the mage district more and more, picking up enough of the basics and writing them in her book until one day she got a letter from a man by the name of Khelden Bremen, offering to tutor her further in Northshire Abbey. He wasn’t the same hero she wanted to train under, but it would have to do.

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Loh is a prelate of Zandalar, while he is a supporter of the Horde in it’s current form, he is, and always will be, first and foremost loyal to his people and the monarch who leads them.

In terms of family… he never really met his family outside his older sister who is a dinomancer. His mother died giving birth to him and his father was mega-snooty and wanted nothing to do with him unless he became a member of the upper caste. All in all, the only real father figure Loh had in his life was his Prelate teacher, Bu’mi, who is also the one who bestowed a proper moral compass on Loh.

Nothing too exciting occurred until Cata/MoP when Zul wanted to go start foreign wars. Loh followed the lead of his teacher and the other prelates in refusing to take part in the campaigns abroad, focusing instead on addressing the issues in Zandalar. It would take all he way until BfA for things to pick up again.

Bumi would be die being poisoned by heretics during a celebration after defeating the Mogu in Warport Rastari, Loh temporarily lost his powers when Rezan was slain and was forced to learn to adapt and be useful without them. Only during Talanji’s campaign in Nazmir and the return of Krag’wa did Loh regain his powers and begin operating at full capacity again.

Unfortunately, this also lead to his first encounters with the Alliance which were… poor, to put it gently. Meeting his first Draenei wasn’t too bad, he found her fighting Blood Trolls while Talanji’s campaign was in full swing, mildly surprised by sudden hostility as she backed away with her weapon at the ready and ran back. First proper encounters with humans… not good. He was introduced to the worst they had to offer; their propaganda, their hate for troll kind and seeing their supposed ‘great and peaceful’ heroes were the ones who had his king murdered.

The naga and old god stuff went as expected with him targeting them while having to punt Alliance off Zandalar still, the war’s end did leave Loh deeply dissatisfied. The end of the war still left Zandalar having paid a heavy price while, all considered, the notoriously aggressive orcs and forsaken (the two primary aggressors) got off effectively scott free. While he acknowledges the Horde did a great deal to help Zandalar, he feels that Zandalar paid for their actions and the Alliance wants them to either pay for actions of that Horde, or actions of the heretics that were put to the sword in a brutal civil war.

Normally, Loh is relatively calm, easy going and genuinely does not support blatantly malicious actions that have no purpose. He does also have a rather strategic and forward thinking mindset. Unfortunately, his views can often come off as Imperialistic since he does want Zandalar to return as a proper top world power and is rather unapologetic to humans who get on his nerves. His views for the ‘Lesser Tribes’ in the Jungle and Forest trolls also tends to result in him thinking they’d be better off under proper (not Zul) Zandalari leadership, rather than just continuing their current path of getting stomped constantly.

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Hey there.

Food is always good. It’s one of the things Kirsy appreciates about the Pandaren is their food cart. Magic food that is conjured would confuse her, but she’d still think it was cool.

You should seriously market that. I know some Blood elves with mercenary companies who would love to have someone with divination skills as a lead source :slight_smile:

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I was going post on Yonara but I figured I’d take this opportunity to highlight another character I don’t talk much about instead:

Astrea Ellya Evermoon was born the younger of a set of twins to a noble house based in Winterspring. She was privately trained in the arcane arts; soon specializing in the school of Divination, and to lesser extent Conjuration. Having been bred for the highest possible prowess she did not disappoint, having been regarded by some as a savant.

During the War of the Ancients much of House Evermoon fought hard on the side of the Kaldorei Resistence, including Astrea. Seeing and experiencing the destruction wrought by the conflict led her to a vendetta against demonkind. In the aftermath she spent years engaged in a one woman crusade against those demons still on Azeroth, hunting any and all she could find across Kalimdor, until overexertion stymied her progress. In this time she developed a keen interest in leylines and set up her current home within the ruins of Isildien. Eventually her crusade resumed, escalating to her occasionally chasing demons offworld; checked by continued study and the occasional scavenging of lost literature, tools and furniture. This was more or less her life before the Dark Portal.

At some point Astrea was able to find the means to scry at longer distances, allowing her to observe other parts of the modern world. It was through this that she managed to learn of various things and peoples outside of modern Kalimdor, including Dalaran. She moved to Dalaran some years later; around the time of the Nexus War, in which she took part. Around that time she met a fellow Highborne arcanist, Keermiel Lightriver (who I may do a post on later), who she collaborated with to form the Lightriver Synod; a collective of elven magi working for the advancement of arcane science. Eventually she returned to Kalimdor, keeping to herself and later only leaving her home for business matters.

Astrea’s hermetic lifestyle is one of her most significant constants, along with her study of the arcane. Between the alienation by most of the rest of her species, the way of the modern world and her memories of the past, she finds little joy beyond her work. Many of her attempts at making the modern world more palatable for her tend to have unsatisfactory results, further encouraging her to simply stay home and keep to her projects.

Astrea has also written and published a few books on the arcane arts; informative pieces, academic journals and a private manual. Internally I think of the publicly distributed ones as being highly underrated in universe. Her seldom touched upon interest in teaching is one of the few things that continues to motivate Astrea to continue pursuing contact with others outside of her own social circle.

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Racist to a fault, Sarrass is a proud progeny of the first generation after the Sundering–a time when the survivors of Azshara’s stupidity still had their pompous ego and superiority complex but were trying to find a way back to a oneness with nature. She eventually learned tolerance, even if it was sometimes forced.

The atrocities of the Fourth War changed that. Now she seeks vengeance on every greenskin, beast, and traitorous elf that crosses her path.

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Golden healer slowly falling apart as she contends with the trauma of having more - and losing more - wounded (and now some that seem beyond saving entirely even if their bodies are fully mended) from the wars coming into her care.

Hides it by being an aggressive flirt, obsessed with social grace, and succumbing slowly to alcoholism. Cries a lot when no one is looking.

Basically I made this character with “What if that episode of Scrubs where Dr. Cox loses all his transplant patients to rabies, but all the time” in mind.

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Zophvantes Wraithwind is a Blood Knight who has crossed the line of experiential warfare one too many a time.

Self-isolating yet haughty, proud yet with a drop of the sardonic, she is willing to evaluate the methods, tactics and strategies of others. Pragmatism is her virtue, warfare her calling. Through time she has diminished her social circle to those whom she trusts, and even then, the circle may only get smaller from within.

To her might does indeed make right, as well as her unfailingly tribal disposition towards any others she considers outsiders.

Ambassadors, Paper pushers, are all merely an inconvenient bureaucracy to her, the traditions of the Order are discarded to focus on the win.

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First off hello everyone. I’ve been aching to make a Dark Iron for Shadowlands as I’ve recently ‘re-addicted’ myself to WoW as ya do. He is a wip but here are the basics so far.

Ewandaer is a scholar of Shadowforge City who up until recently was content to stay in what could be generously called the Dark Iron Archives securing the old relics and scrolls of dwarven sorcery. It meant not getting smoted by Ragnaros and staying out of the gaze of Thaurissan for the most part.

Years later and suddenly the Dark Irons have found themselves not only free of Ragnaros, but they have rushed headfirst into the Azerothian scene, and Ewandaer was given the title of Chronicler for the Dark Irons new history under Queen Moira. On the one hand he misses his spot in the archives, on the other there is a great big world and beyond ahead of him.

He is dedicated to his mission of both showing the world a newer, more liberated Dark Irons, and making sure that the stories of his people are written into antiquity, even if it means playing nice with the other dwarves…when necessary. Though no one should expect any less when it comes to dwarves. Such is their way. He loves his people, and his pride in the culture equally so. Knowledge and discovery are his passions, less so fighting but he has his formal magic training for that.

What will Ewandaer find in the end…probably more than he bargained for.

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Born in Hearthglen some fifty years before the opening of the Dark Portal, Maerlyn Eldham was known throughout most of his life as a kind, benevolent bishop of the Church of the Holy Light. Educated in religion and philosophy in the capital city of Lordaeron, the young priest was regarded as an immensely prodigious intellect with a particular gift for oratory. He was later appointed to the bishopric of Brill and lived there for a time, meeting and marrying his wife Eleanor Fleming, and the two were known for their charitable, tireless ministry.

In the year of the Dark Portal’s opening, some time after the couple had moved back to the capital city, Eleanor tragically perished on a seaward voyage and Maerlyn was left shattered and inconsolable. The persistent grief he felt gave rise to doubts about the Light’s benevolence, and it was at this time that a mysterious Thalassian priestess sought out the bereaved bishop, bringing to him knowledge of another power that governed the world: the Shadow.

Maerlyn’s delving into the Shadow profoundly altered his temperament, causing him to become colder and more severe, intolerant of weakness and desirous of deeper forbidden knowledge. When the Scourge arrived and Lordaeron fell, the aged Maerlyn—now nearly seventy—joined with the Scarlet Crusade, quickly rising to the rank of High Inquisitor at the Scarlet Bastion in Stratholme.

It was here that he met his end, slain during the Argent Crusade’s incursion into the ruined city just as Balnazzar began to turn the remaining Crusaders under his command into the undead. Maerlyn, however, was spared this thralldom: a contingent of deathstalkers who had been tracking his movements for some time stole into the city, retrieved his body, and transported it to the Undercity where it was reanimated by the val’kyr.

The former Scarlet inquisitor rose with a fanatical loyalty to his new liege Sylvanas, and began to regard undeath not as a curse, but as a blessing reserved only for the strongest; to cast off the burdens and hindrances of a living body and embrace the strength of will and mind offered by this freedom. In this new position he spread his influence throughout the Cult of Forgotten Shadows as well as the Royal Apothecary Society, having dabbled increasingly in dark alchemy and chemistry to perfect his toxins and methods of torture during his inquisitorial tenure.

At the Fourth War’s end, with Sylvanas’s abdication of the warchief position and complete disavowal of the Horde, Maerlyn went into hiding (for a period of 10 months IRL!), refusing to renounce his loyalty to the Banshee Queen and slowly but steadily gathering displaced Sylvanas loyalists to himself in the wilderness of Quel’Thalas. Eventually, he determined that he could accomplish more for the cause of those still loyal to the Dark Lady by returning to the Horde, and did so to his immense disgust, signing a document forswearing allegiance to the former queen of the Forsaken.

It was, of course, a lie. Maerlyn remains convinced that Sylvanas’s actions are for the good of all people, as well as remaining convinced of the Forsaken’s supremacy and inevitable triumph. He is barely tolerant of the other races of the Horde, often masking his disdain with practiced cordiality and formality honed throughout a long career of attending to the duties of a bishop.

He remains a known leader within the Cult of Forgotten Shadows, and was reappointed to his position as a High Apothecary within the Royal Apothecary Society upon his return to the Horde.


Trivia Time!

You may not know that...
  • The name Maerlyn is actually pronounced “Mer-lin” (I hear all sorts of understandable mispronunciations because I realize that the spelling is unconventional). This is a reference to the character of the same name from Stephen King’s Dark Tower mythos.
  • Maerlyn was created as an homage to the numerous villainous roles of Sir Christopher Lee, the most prominent of which include Saruman (The Lord of the Rings), Count Dooku (Star Wars), Lord Summerisle (The Wicker Man), and King Haggard (The Last Unicorn).
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