Name: Navoc Daggermouth<br/>Class and Gender: Bloodelf Rogue<br/>Gear: Purple/Blk Terrorblade Armor Set<br/><br/>Navoc had a keen interest for hopping along the roofs of stormwind, for any who saw this and didn't know him they'd scream about horde invasion or something of the such. He of course had left the horde and came over to the alliance, there were restrictions to what he could do till all the proper paperwork was filled out. So he found comfort in jumping along the roofs of stormwind, this was a major background change for him. Stormwind with the ocean air running through your hair and tickling your ears, from the dry...deadness of Ogrimmar. He loved the people and he loved the atmosphere, though upon his first day of arrival he was already arrested nearly fifty times. Though release each time a hour later, he told himself 'They'll get use to me, just give it time' dispite his terrorifing apperance he was quite the young man. Fit in body yet nimble in mind, quite cunning of course as it came with his occupation.<br/><br/>What race that moved within Stormwind, the goblins,gnomes,and dwarves. Though like much youth he had quite the sexual appitie, but these are not the only things about these small races he found interesting. His main thing about them is the topic of strength on the battlefield. Dispite their small size they can mow down even mighty fel demons, he wanted to publish a book on his theories but he knew he'd get sued by anyone who became or was offended by his research....best not chance it. Crawling over the rim of the roof as he looked down, watching all the people move about like ants. But watching the shorter people closely as he took notes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>