OOC Thread:<a class="internalLink" href="http://forums.darknestfantasy.com/showthread.php?4294-New-Gilneas-%28%28Open-E-RP-OOC-thread.%29%29">http://forums.darknestfantasy.com/showthread.php?4294-New-Gilneas-%28%28Open-E-RP-OOC-thread.%29%29</a><br/><br/>Apply in ooc please!<br/>____________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>My character.<br/><br/>App:<br/>Name: Granra the Great.<br/>Sex: Female<br/>Age: Twenty. (Commoners age)<br/>Race: Orc<br/>Description: Granra, a standard female Orc but with a slightly higher muscle mass than most, her stature was quite well for her race and back round. Standing quite taller than most would. She had purple hair pulled back into a pony tail. Her eyes were white, pure white. No pupil to be found here. (Brief, crappy. In my book, Iz okay.)<br/>Gear: Full Warlord's Plate gear, colored Black and White.<br/>Mount: Bear mount obtained in Dalaran.<br/><br/>____________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>The crowd above the caged area had roared when the blood splashed, coating the floor and walls with red splatters. Granra had raised her axe in victory, another arena won. Sheathing her blade she walked over to her victim taking off his helmet, grabbing his sword. Planting the sword into the ground she gently placed the helmet on top. Striding out from the arena back to the Inn. Were she could collect her money. She hadn't much to say as she got there, her winning was usual around here.. Most of her fights were thrown anyway. Collecting her cash from the Goblin she nodded firmly, heading towards the ladder that led to the Upper levels of the Inn. Climbing it she pushed up on the trap Door, being helped up and out by various people within the bar, a few had even raised there mug in her name.<br/><br/><b>"Psh, it was easy done like usual... No sweat, and barely a scratch on my armor.. A new coat of paint will do fine."</b><br/><br/>She spoke as if she was higher than most, because around here... She basically was, making her way towards the exit she nodded at various patrons. Putting her middle finger up at ones who were hating. Swinging out she went to the arena, taking her usual seat to watch the carnage go down.<br/><br/><b>"Who's fighting now?"</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>