Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]
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				Title: <strong>Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-10-2017, 08:48:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Azeroth Protection Services</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>For all your quests and adventures.</strong></span></div><br>The board behind the Gnome is littered with seemingly random pieces of paper but upon closer inspection, they are applications that have been inspected and approved to join the Azeroth Protection Service. <br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatright][img height=350 padding=20]Picture link here[/img][/floatright]<br>[b]Name:[/b] Character Name<br>[b]Age:[/b] Character Age. Use common age, not elven age.<br>[b]Race:[/b] Which race is your character.<br><br>[b]Class:[/b] Which class and specialisation is the character? <br><br>[b]Weapon:[/b] What kind of weapon does the character wield? Shield? Hammer? Two Handed Sword?<br><br>[b]Short biography:[/b] Who is your character and what happened to him/her before today?<br><br>[b]Reason for signing up: [/b] Pretty self explanatory isn't it?<br><br>[b]Last expansion played by player:[/b] Which is the last expansion (if any) that you have played yourself? <br><br>[b]Additional information: [/b]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-10-2017, 08:50:37</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">LamentingQuill</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pre00.deviantart.net/d389/th/pre/i/2015/338/e/0/belorea_by_olgareseda-d9izz43.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Belorea Sunstrider {Uses a false last name in public: Sundrop}<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Race:</strong> Blood elf<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Beast Mastery Hunter<br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Skyfire-hawk bow<br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> Belorea was conceived in a careless fling during the time her father attended Dalaran, though her existence was kept secret due her father's reputation as an accomplished mage, he feared that his enemies might harm her to get to him or worse yet and closer to home, members of his court might attempt to manipulate the young princess in her youthful naive inexperience.<br>When Belorea was six years old, Kael'thas secretly took full custody of his daughter and took her with him into the Outlands, intending on revealing her existence at a later time, even intending to betroth her to Lor'Themar Theron if his trusted comrade was open to the idea.<br><br>However, things took a different turn as Azeroth well knows... when Belorea discovered her father's involvement with the night elf turned demon, Illidin. The princess was horrified and pleaded with her father to reconsider and make things right while he still had the chance... but he refused to listen to her and even went so far as to call his daughter a traitor and locked her up inside tempest keep. Little did she know her father's true allegiance to Kil'Jaedin and intentions to betray Illidin. Not to mention what Illidin was really doing behind the scenes.<br>When brave adventurers came and defeated her father, Belorea was freed from her imprisonment but never revealed her real identity to her rescuers, preferring to try and leave that part of her life behind her and forget her royal blood.<br><br>She has never forgiven her father and has since returned to Dalaran where she has made her home. Belorea's mother btw, died in childbirth, Kael'Thas was never willing to discuss it with Belorea.<br><br>Belorea is a rather mixed bag in the subject of revealing herself to her people and accepting her 'birthright'... she knows she has duty to the Sin'Dorei as the last of Anasterian's bloodline... but there is just so much holding her back that she can't seem to get over...<br><br>She feels as though her presence would serve as a reminder of the pain and betrayal from her father, then there is the deep dark fear that in the position of such power and authority... she could succumb to darkness as her father did... she was the fruit of his loins, was she really so far from the tree? She wasn't sure she wanted to know...<br><br>Then there is the drama of having to prove she is who she says she is, which was more of a headache than the young princess wants or needs in her life and besides, Lor'Themar Theron was doing a great job as it all already was, no one needed the Sin'Dorei seat of power getting more complicated than it already was.<br><br>Plus, on top of it all, her father (prior to losing his ever loving mind) had decided that her grandfather Anasterian would the last king of Quel'Thalas and the people weren't even sure they wanted another 'royal' leader. <br><br>So for the present time, the princess intended to keep her yap shut and do her best to have a positive impact on her world.<br><br><br>Belorea has an orange fox named Sunburst as her faithful companion.<br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> Belorea wants to make a difference in the world, it means so much to her to make up for all the hurt the house of Sunstrider has done to Azeroth in whatever way she possibly can... even if she can never safely tell the world who she really is.<br><br>It will never erase what her father did and the greatness of his betrayal... but she has to try at least.<br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> Started in Cataclysm and still playing at present in Legion.<br><br><strong>Additional information: </strong> N/A until further notice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-10-2017, 22:33:21</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Aiden</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/9d/99/139d9961c5d7803a8810573705902c5d--warcraft-orc-world-warcraft.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Gor’Ja <br><strong>Age:</strong> 27<br><strong>Race:</strong> Orc<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Protection <br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Shield and Sword <br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> Gor’Ja grew up hearing the tales of honor of the horde before the demon taint. He was a child when Thrall came and helped free their people from the human camps. His mother, a member of the warsong helped in the liberation of camps and was overjoyed when she found her mate, Grin’Ja of the Burning Blade. The lethargy had gotten the best of the former Blademaster but not for long. Devoting themselves back to the principles of the Horde under Thrall they committed themselves to the cause and their only child, who took after them as a warrior. Both grew old and incapable of fighting after a few years, choosing to retire in Durotar.<br><br>Gor’Ja pushed forward, joining the Kor’kron guard and serving in various campaigns all over Azeroth. He watched in growing disgust as Garrosh, the son of Legendary Grom rose to power and corrupted everything Thrall built. When he heard the fool conscripted his parents to defend Orgrimmar, which led to their deaths, while it was under siege forced him to break all affiliation with the Kor'Kron and the Horde. <br><br>He wandered, hoping to learn more of his parents life in Durotar, venturing to Outlands to visit their ancestral homes and honor them by returning them to the land they were born in. While the World fought the dangers of the Sha, the New Horde and the current events with Sargeras he wondered as a Mercenary. His services sometimes paid, sometimes offered, even welcomed back among his Horde counterparts for moments that almost had him considering returning. Too much time has passed and while and no trust exist between him and the current war chief. <br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> The lone wolf dies, the pack survives. <br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> Still playing (current) <br><br><strong>Additional information: </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 09:45:47</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Endwell</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://image.ibb.co/dSL0vb/Draenei_Mage_Final.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Erelaa Khasri<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 26<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Draenei<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Frost Mage<br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Spire of Scarlet Pain, Mage's Staff<br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> She was born into the strife of her people and the conflict of war. Aboard the tremendous ship of her people she was tried, tested, and found to excell at the arcane arts. She learned a great deal of her people's history, the chants of the light, and as a young girl found favor with Prophet Velen himself. Upon their arrival in Azeroth their quarrels only intensified between the likes of Kael'Thas and the Horde their brief respites from conflict fell to ashes. By the time victory against Kael'Thas was achieved she found herself fighting amongst the front lines of her people, hurling spells at their foes, taking lives in the name of a cause she thought righteous.<br><br>Within the great chill of the war against the Lich King, the armies of the undead, she found her calling in the world of frost. The ice served to slow her foes, to shield her body, and to damage those who fought against her with such intentions as to take her life. Her people weaved into the alliance, fought for them, and survived both Pandaria and the changing of Azeroth under the shadow of Deathwing. Even worse the fragile ties between the horde and alliance crumbled further than anyone could have thought when the position of Warchief fell to the hands of Garrosh Hellscream. It was only through the imminent return of Gul'Dan that these two opposing forces once more came together in hopes to safeguard the world of Azeroth. She was there when Gul'Dan fell, when Kil'Jaeden fell, and even when Sargeras was banished from the realm. Sadly she was also there when Illidan, the betrayer, put an end to Xe'ra the prime naru. Though she stood with her people to the legion's end the destruction of what she held dear, the acceptance, the tolerance, of Illidan's actions rattled her to the very foundation.<br><br>Following the fall of Sargeras she soon left her people behind, the alliance behind, and instead sought knowledge of her own. War and strife would not see an end with the end of the legion, she knew this, and she was now well aware that the fate of both low and high within Azeroth were intertwined and just as delicate and important. That and the simple fact that as she traveled the war torn world deeper secrets would be revealed, power long since forgotten, and that power was ripe for the taking. That and the bit of gold that came with the end to those that blighted the weak.<br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> She seeks the power to become an archmage written about and studied throughout the ages. A woman of her talents is wasted, in her eyes, sitting idle and simply reading dusty tombs. Those tombs are meant to travel with her, to be found by her, and to keep her company in the stretches between battles sure to follow.<br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> Legion. Skipped Pandaria and Cataclysm pretty much entirely. Play on and off now. Was quite addicted during Vanilla, Burning Crusade, and Wrath. Played quite a lot during Warlords of Draenor as well.<br><br><strong>Additional information: </strong> What little coin she spends that doesn't go toward the pursuit of higher knowledge often goes to drink which she is quite fond of. Her capacity is such that she is often able to out drink even Orcs and Dwarfs. Beneath her armor, revealing as the midsection may be, there is a single scar where a blade pierced just inches beneath her heart during the battle against Sargeras. She survived, barely, or perhaps was resurrected through the power of light and faith. Regardless to which she wishes to meet that individual and thank them in whatever way she may for having kept her among the living.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 09:46:33</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Metro Mech</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ae/be/55/aebe55b867c44bfa33ed27831aef6531.png)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kurmaruk the Long Horn <br><strong>Age:</strong> Twenty-Three Years <br><strong>Race:</strong> Tauren<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Priest, with Holy Mastery<br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> A one handed flanged mace with kite shield in off hand<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Flanged Mace</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://therionarms.com/reenact/therionarms_c1306b.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Kite Shield</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://saltandsanctuary.wiki.fextralife.com/file/Salt-and-Sanctuary/shield_tree.png)</div></div><br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> Kurmaruk had grown up actually quite normally, both his parents were around and took fairly good care of him, his tribe having settled in a more peaceful area from which they would do all they could to venerate the mother earth for their safe passage into these lands. He grew up farming and working the land alongside his father and his siblings though he could never get over the fact of what the seers and priests of the tribe that would preach about the mother earth. This always left him puzzled and craving more knowledge. His first few attempts at trying to gain more information were curtailed due to their dismissing of his questions in what they thought were just fanciful questions of an over excited mind. Sending him back, humbled by these interactions he would wait till he was a bit older to start.<br><br>Years went pass, all that time working in the fields developed his body, strength filled is flesh and his heart did long to do something else. He wanted to do something else, his wander lust had grown to the point he wanted to see the world. So when a set of pilgrims came through the tribe he was quick to settle his affairs and set off following these pilgrims. Following them many miles to the path of a sacred site when he arrived a few folks became interested in him especially a nearby clergy that found his fervor to the point that they asked him to join for his ability to speak to others and preach to the folks around. He would go on to teach sermons of what his interpretation of the Mother Earth was. To prevent him from causing to much of a rift they quietly adopted him into their ranks and taught him all about the mother earth. Teaching him the ways to invoke her powers to protect and heal. Still though after a few years studying under their clergy doctrine he wanted to do something more, he felt like his destiny lay somewhere beyond the horizon just waiting for him to grasp it.<br><br>A few weeks after his twenty-third birthday he set out once again wandering across the land to slate his wanderlust and perhaps claim his destiny. This is where he wandered for three more years till he stumbled upon an wanted ad on a wooden sign post that spoke of a protection service that was looking for new members. He grew interested, heading off he went all the way there to sign up. <br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> Adventure! Wealth! Serving people! And of course women!<br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> uuuuhhhhhhh Warcraft III<br><br><strong>Additional information: </strong> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 14:30:25</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dashenka</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/1f60/f/2016/015/2/4/rouge_world_of_warcraft_by_sayta0-d9o33at.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cera Proudmoore<br><strong>Age:</strong> 23<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Outlaw Rogue<br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Fencer's Reach (http://wow.zamimg.com/uploads/screenshots/normal/539662.jpg) (x2)<br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> Nobody knows her real relation to the famous Proudmoore bloodline but fact is that she is related. Some wild rumours go that Cera is the child of Jaina and the former Prince Arthas, other rumours are that she is actually Jaina's half sister and that her mother had a fling with the late Admiral Daelin Proudmoore. They supported her in the orphanage, gave her a false name but never raised or acknowledge her as their heir. <br><br>Cera, curious about her ancestry, went digging and asking, often sneaking into places she shouldn't be in. After some digging and tough investigations she learned about her famous heritage but hit walls when asking more. She decided to get closer to the people who worked with Daelin and her first step was with the Bloodsail Buccaneers. All she wanted was information about Daelin or his son, Tandred but with the package came a life of crime and plundering. One night she was caught plundering a room in the inn at Booty Bay which was rented by a rich Goblin nobleman. She managed to get out of the inn, leaving a trail of Goblin blood in her wake. Outside, she launched the flaregun and soon after, the thundering roar of the cannons were heard as the Bloodsail vessel began to bombard the Goblin settlement. Cera had a short but very passionate love relationship with Jessi Falrevere, daughter of Duke Falrevere. It was this man that convinced Cera that she couldn't be Daelin Proudmoore's daughter as Daelin was fiercely loyal to his wife and would never allow a woman to be intimate with him. <br><br>Duke Falrevere agreed to help her find her ancestors but soon enough Cera began to doubt the Duke's motives. If it came out that Cera was indeed related to any of the Proudmoore family, he could use her as leverage against his old enemies and if she was actually the daughter of Arthas, it meant she was the only heir to the Menethil family and thus to the throne of Lordaeron. Having no such ambitions herself, Cera dismissed that idea but she had made up her mind to leave the Bloodsail Buccaneers. She begged and pleaded Jessi to come with her but eventually left alone. Cera snuck out at night, lowering one of the rowboats and making her way to shore.<br><br>Knowing that the Bloodsail would be looking for her, along with every Goblin in Azeroth, she began to roam the lands and eventually settled as a leatherworker's apprentice in Stormwind. <br><br>Despite missing the action of battle, Cera was content and was set to take over the tannery when she saw the recruitment form for the Alliance forces. They were going to set sail to the Broken Isles to take the fight to the Legion after a lot of stuff had been going on on Draenor. Cera had been at sea plundering most of the time and had only a vague idea of the events at Pandaria and Draenor but her real intentions to join were not the battle but the second name who signed the document. The first, as always, was King Varian Wrynn. The second, Jaina Proudmoore. Cera signed up, planning to confront her alleged mother. <br><br>Things worked out slightly different and the alliance forces were nearly wiped out on the Broken Shores. Variann was murdered by Gul'Dan and Jaina, mysteriously, blamed Sylvanas. Before Cera could confront Jaina, they had blown the retreat and Jaina had left in rage and anger. Cera was given a Stormwind medallion of bravery for her actions but has not seen Jaina since. The young rogue roamed the Broken Isles for clues, favours and money but was still confronted with her past by members of the Horde she met in Dalaran. With the Goblins having joined the Horde, Cera was now wanted by the entire Horde, rather than the Goblins alone. <br><br><br><strong>Reason for signing up:</strong> Cera is still desperate to search for Jaina and hopefully figure out who her parents really are. <br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> I've been playing for 14 years non stop :)<br><br><strong>Additional information:</strong> Cera's hair is the same silvery blonde as Jaina's and the eyepatch is just for show.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 20:16:41</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Doomglazer<br></span><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/11/96/3c/11963c19c084546ae9dacae5f28c385c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Aranon Teldhrinil <br><strong>Age:</strong> 36<br><strong>Race:</strong> Night Elf<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Hunter Beast Master Hunter to be exact <br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Rhok'delar, Longbow of the Ancient Keepers<br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> Aranon was always the special one out of the flock. Every since he was born his parents knew he would be a proud warrior defending Azeroth from evil that would try to wreck his homeland. Little did they know he choose an entirely different path. Aranon was raised as a warrior his father was one and so was his grandfather. Al this training was to get him ready for Warriorhood. <br>Then the day came of his 12Th birthday, the day young Night Elves choose what class they would be. His father walked with him to the shrine where the Elder One of the village was. There Doomglazer would speak out which class he would be. Everbody was shocked when he spoke out the following word: Hunter. His father looked at him with Awe he was clearly shocked not knowing what to say, he just stood there silent. Knowing that once you choose you cant turn back he accepted the choice of his youngest son but wasn't happy about it. He had the best trainers allready lined up for him but all that is gone now the great line of warriors would stop with him and wont be passed to his son. His mother knew the choice her son would make but never said anything to her husband. <br>Years of basic training passed and during one of his Trap training's he stumbled upon a lost Nightsaber cub. He took it in since it was alone probably lost his mother during a hunt. After taking care of it it was finally ready to be set back in nature. The cub walked a little but then ran back into Aranons arms. From that day forward the where a duo. Doomglazer gave him a very original name: Doomy.<br><br>It was his 18th birthday time to choose what kind of a hunter he would be, the choice was quickly made, he was going to be a Beast Master. Which was easy since he allready had his loyal companion with him.<br><br>After venturing far and abroad he joined forces with a guild. They where looking for another hunter and he fit the profile. One of the first raids was Onyxia the black dragon. After allot of attempts and yelling by the Raid leader calling for MOAR DOTS they finally downed the dragon and one of the drops was a black dragon sinew. He knew what this meant, going back to his homeland he went to his teacher who told him about an Ancient Stave that could transform into a bow. And what test he would have to do to get that Bow.<br><br>After clearing Demons all over the world he finally had the items to create the Staff. He went to the Ancients and together with them he created&nbsp; Rhok'delar, Longbow of the Ancient Keepers. From that day forward he was the keeper of the Ancient Bow. Many Shiny bows would cross his path but he would never trade his Bow in. Since it can also transform into a handy walking stick when he gets tired. Double profit.<br><br>After defeating Raggy, the Lich King, and other scum that treathended the world days where finally coming at ease. But he is always looking for a new adventure, new items, new booty. Then one day he was walking with his pet in Dalaran and he sees the blackboard and chalk writing. Recruiting now. "Oww look Doomy they are looking for adventurers just like us" his pet looked at him with one eyebrows raised. They walked in and filled in the application form and dropped it in the box. Some weird little gnome was looking at him and his pet. <br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> Looking to do something again, life without adventure isn't a life well spend. And also my pet needs to get out or he gets grumpy and you don't want a grumpy Nightsaber that just asking for trouble. Ohh and some new shinny armor and some booty is always welcome<br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> I have played since it came out, so i have been in every expansion and killed every boss there is<br><strong>Additional information: </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 20:26:41</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">DiktatrSquid</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/003/136/562/large/xavier-ou-k-knight6.jpg?1470230464)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Krista Lumere<br><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Paladin, Holy.<br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Hammer, shield.<br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> Krista Lumere devoted herself to the Light's studies when she was 14, after her parents had passed away. Spending some years as an acolyte, until she met a paladin who took her as her squire after she showed promise in her strong will and the skill of handling a hammer. After years of training, she was named a paladin herself. Humane urges have not spared her from some vices that many would consider less Holy, but she does not believe to be any less of the Light's servant despite this.<br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> Will to protect the living beings on Azeroth, even those some would see brutish and barbaric.<br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> Legion. Still playing.<br><br><strong>Additional information: </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-10-2017, 10:16:46</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Gilgameshian</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://s1.postimg.org/1z92rl00bj/8e278fd01ad881380bca0bac218daf85--blood-elf-hunter-fans.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Quelsin Dusksong<br><strong>Age:</strong> 30<br><strong>Race:</strong> Blood Elf/Sin'dorei<br><br><strong>Class:</strong> Havoc Demon Hunter<br><br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Warglaives<br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> <br><br>All Demon Hunters were made practically the same way. Rituals done in dark places designed to enhance the second sight of an elf. Force them to face the wickedness of demons. Forge their bodies into a haven for a demon soul. Then tame the demon within. Quelsin was one of the many who came to Illidan after they were led to Outland. Many agreed to serve in the temple. He chose to become something more. Trials he was more than willing to follow after seeing his people left without a home when Arthas came. Seeing the suffering that the Legion could cause if not with his own eyes then from stories. He burned out his own eyes and with that was given his spectral sight. With the demon soul he was given power. With the Illidari he was given purpose.<br><br>And then it was taken from him. The Wardens captured them and froze them as they had their master. The Legion returned and they were called to service in a time of need. Quelin answered the call and rallied with his brethren to kill every last demon they could find, consume their soul, and assume their power. It was a glorious time where Quelsn felt like he was finally fulfilling his purpose. All that time spent in stasis had done nothing to his skills and his prowess. Demons fell by the dozens as he fought alongside his long time companions among the Illidari. Even their Master, Lord Illidan himself, returned to guide them if only slightly. The Legion's homeworld was theirs for the taking. And they, indeed, took Argus and ended the threat of the Legion once and for all. But at what cost?<br><br>The Demon Hunters had sacrificed so much of themselves to fight this one threat that now that the threat was gone many became listless. What good was a hunter of demons with so few demons to hunt? Without Sargeras, Kil'jaeden, Archimonde, and any other leader the demons were scattered and useless. Many Illidari continued their crusade to vanquish every demon they could find. Some vanished without much of a trace. Some still resided aboard the Fel Hammer biding their time until they were needed again. Quelsin found his purpose lay with neither of them. Azeroth was his home, even if Outland had become a makeshift home during his time there, and he would do his best to see that Azeroth was protected. Illidan had given everything to defend this world. In his Master's stead he would do the same.<br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> The world needs someone to defend it. The demons might be defeated but other threats loom and Quelsin will not stand by as they rise to threaten his world.<br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> Started in BC and only stopped playing a few weeks back. Well, with some intermissions in there.<br><br><strong>Additional information: </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Azeroth Protection Service [Approved Characters]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-10-2017, 10:18:18</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">Sessha</span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Dd6d1e426afec367fa90bcde15e97814522.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lunamariea Celestina<br><strong>Age:</strong> 24<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Class:</strong> Retribution Paladin<br><strong>Weapon:</strong> Two-handed Mace<br><br><strong>Short biography:</strong> Lunamariea was one of set of twins born to her mother and father Adelhyd and Samuel. When it came time to name them her parents just happen to look outside. His father noticed the births had lasted in to the Twilight of the day. He saw the moon rising in the sky while the sun was still equal parts from each other. He showed this to his wife and the parents decided that such a momentous occasion warranted it. They named each of the two after one of the heavenly bodies in the sky. Lunamariea for the moon and Solmarius for the sun. Both children spent their youths growing up on their parents farm in Stormwind's Westfall region. That was until the day the orcs came. <br><br>&nbsp;The first war came upon them like a storm, like it did for many of Stormwind's citizens. They only just barely got out in time, thanks to a retreating column of Stormwind soldiers from battle. They were battered and bloody. It was then they decided to quickly pack up and leave. It was a good thing as they had only just left when the first orcish outriders appeared over the horizon and began laying waste to the only home they had known for ten years. The sight would forever haunt the two children. They fled like many others to Stormwind City hoping it would be a safe bastion for them. For a time it seemed that the orcs would break upon Stormwind's mighty walls. Then came the crushing blow of the death of King Laine. Whatever spirit had been in the men was crushed. Knowing what they had seen their father chose to stay behind. He offered one last smile to both of them as he set them on one of the ships leaving the city. He turned to head back to head into the city. “I love you both and your mother very much. I have to leave you all now. After all what kind of father am I if I can't protect my children from the monsters in the night. May the Light guide you and keep you safe.” were his last words to them before he turned to join the last defense of the city. Neither children would leave the side of the boat watching the city disappear over the horizon. <br><br>&nbsp;They arrived in South Shore several days later and what little money they had built themselves a life out of what had happened to them. Neither child forgot what their father had said to them. Soon enough the war came again. This time led by their neighbors to the North. The Kingdom of Lorderon. A grand Alliance was formed of the many factions of the kingdoms with Stormwind's very own Anduin Lothar leading the charge. Behind him came something new, something time had made necessary. A group of knights who's faith in the Holy Light gave them strength. They were such a sight they left an indelible mark upon the young Lunamariea. While she had bee captivated by the newly christened Knights of the Silver Hand. Her brother was entranced by the sight of how much of a warrior Anduin Lothar made sitting astride his horse. His greatsword gleaming in the light of the sun. The war would drag on but would end with neither child seeing any kind of action in the least.<br><br>&nbsp;With the war ended after a few years of relative peace they decided that they would stay in South Shore. It was their new home. Rumors had also reached them of unrest in the newly re-christened Kingdom of Stormwind. So they stayed. Lunamariea finding her days filled with study in the Holy Light. Solmarius filled his days with swordplay. Soon enough they each grew old enough to travel, and travel they did. Lunamariea having accepted an apprenticeship in the Holy Order of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Solmarius accepted a post in the local militia. <br><br>&nbsp;Lunamariea was sent along with a delegation to Stormwind as part of the ceremony to help christen the newly reconstructed Cathedral of Light. As she stepped off the dock itself she felt a wave of melancholy overtake her. It had been here nearly ten years ago she had said goodbye to her father. Ten years since she watched him disappear into the fiery inferno to fight off the monsters. For Lunamariea her path was set. Or so she thought. Being back here brought back all the memories she had set aside all those years ago. She excused herself from the delegation and went wandering. <br><br>Letting her legs simply guide her. As she walked she let the memories coming to her. Their brief stay, the feel of the cobblestones beneath her feet as they ran for the docks. Soon enough without thinking she found herself in the Cathedral District. As she walked the streets of district something caught her eye. As she turned to see her eyes were at first blinded by the light itself. After a few moments her eyes seemed to adjust allowing her to see what had gleamed so brightly in the evening sun. It was so magnificent that it pretty much awed the young woman by it's sheer size and grandeur. The walls, nay the whole building itself just seemed to radiate the Holy Light. <br><br>Feeling herself being called she wandered into the Cathedral. For whatever reason the door had remained unlocked. As she wandered down the marble and stone floors she felt a sheer sense of humility. Then she saw the alter. As she walked up to it she briefly looked around, but found no one. So without thinking she knelt on the steps. She found herself praying. It was then with her eyes closed and her voice quiet that felt herself suddenly alone, but yet not alone at the same time. As she looked up through the stain glass window of the above her she felt it for the first time. The sensation of the light filling her. As she knelt their in the silence of the Light she felt and yet somehow as if called from memory her father's words filled her once more. She felt his love for her and her brother as they played in their own home. The sadness and yet pride of knowing he had done his job as a father. As she knelt their she could by some own feeling know her father had been proud of.<em>“My child the Light has guided you and kept. Know this, I am very proud of you.”</em>his voice seemed to say to her. A soft sniffle made it's way past her lips. “Thank you Papa.” she said. As she looked up once more she could swear she felt his face nod to her. After her inflection she wiped her eyes she heard a voice call out to her. Seems it was one of the priests. She quickly made her apologies and the priest while being stern seemed to understand. He could also see how puffy her eyes looked from how much crying she had done. He offered her a blessing before shooing her on her way. She smiled and thanked him before leaving. She returned to the barracks that night took her meal and went to bed. It was one of the most peaceful night's sleep she had in many, many years. She would attend the ceremony the next day. <br><br>As part of the ceremony all the initiates were given their knighthood. As she accepted the cloak and mantle of the a Knight and paladin she felt herself filled with a renewed purpose. Little did she know this was just the first step on her journey in the Light. <br><br>&nbsp;While tending and helping with affairs in Stormwind word came of a call for volunteers. It seemed Prince Arthas was martialing an army to chase after fiendish horde into the wastes of Northrend. While being this far south she had could not get to the Menethil Harbor in time to be of use to the paladin prince. However she got one last letter from her brother stating his unit had been called up and he was on his way to meet up the prince. He was happy that he could finally get his chance to get some glory for himself. He wished her well in Stormwind and told her they would have to meet and raise a mug during the next Feast of Wintervale. It would be the last letter she would ever receive from him. <br><br>Two months later word came down for all the paladins to return to defend Lorderon from some menace. A scourge of undead were laying waste of the city. King Teranes had been slain in his throne room by his very own son. Panic filled the streets of Capitol City and in general panic had spread. She along with the other knights gathered way strength they made for Lorderon. By the time they reached it only death and decay had been left in their wake. She threw herself into the fight along with the other knights. As they surveyed one village that had been laid waste she happened upon scene that brought back her memories. It was a charred little girl's doll. It was clutched in burnt and blackened hand. As she saw the sight she felt something well up in her. Tears filled her as she took the little doll and began to cry. As she sat there she heard her father's words once more.<em> “What kind of father would I be if I can't protect my children from the monsters.”</em> As she held the doll with her she lifted herself up and made a vow that day she would fight the monsters, fight them for all the ones who couldn't fight anymore. She would be the weapon wielded against the darkness. The righteous vengeance in the dark. <br><br>&nbsp;Soon enough she fell in with Jaina Proudmore and band as they crossed the ocean to some place known as Kalimdor. Here she found the monsters responsible for what happened to her second home. She fought the legion with all her might. Eventually the legion was defeated once more. She settled into the task of rebuilding. Then came the Burning Crusade. Once more she stepped up to answer the call. Then came th day of reckoning for Arthas. It was during the crusade against Arthas that she found out what had happened to her brother. He'd become a death knight. Yet through circumstance he had been set free. Once more brother and sister fought side by side against the Litch King. However once the Litch King had been shattered she wanted to share that mug of ale like he had said in his letter. He turned her down, telling her that was her world now. It would no longer give him comfort. It broke her heart but she had understood. She would return to her mother, who remained in South Shore that her brother had did valiantly fighting the Scourge. She would mourn his loss once more but she would move on. Then came the greatest shock of all their mother had died in the plagues that had been levied against South Shore by the new Warchief of the Horde. Garrosh Hellscream. When she was finally able to make it to the old city of her childhood what she saw only fueled her righteous fire once more. She grasped her hammer and made to leave. She would be the Light's Vengeance. Wherever evil would lay it's hand against the innocent, causing death without remorse she would be there fighting. She would be the shining beacon, a reminder to all those who dwelt in the shadows would know if they came out to do harm. She would be the one the bring the hammer down in righteous vengeance for their victims. So from the Litch King to Deathwing and then to Pandaria, Dranoer and later the Legion. One thing was made clear Lunamariea's path lay in the Light. A holy crusader against the darkness. Always out front taking the fight to the enemy. Her hammer a brilliant shinning light.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Reason for signing up: </strong> With the armies of the Alliance and the Horde off defending Azeroth from the Legion. Who is going to defend those left behind?<br><br><strong>Last expansion played by player:</strong> I started about 2/3 of the way through BC and onward(for good and ill) through the latest expansion.<br><br><strong>Additional information: </strong> Still hopes to one day save her missing brother Solmarius, who had become a Death Knight.
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