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#1
Applications / Re: Zakthar application
June 24, 2014, 02:09:56 AM
Cheers man, Ill brush up on my Orc lore- timelines have never been my strong point when it comes to WoW. I'll be around tomorrow so ill give someone a nudge early evening for an IC meet. Lok'tar ogar!
#2
Applications / Zakthar application
June 24, 2014, 12:48:22 AM
Zakthar
Shaman
23 (heirloomed)

Previous RP has been as Alliance, with Band of the Brave and other guilds. Back after a few months away and decided i want to play Horde.

Zakthar grew up in the mountains between Mulgore and the Southern Barrens. Endless daily toil would find a young Zakthar and his peers restless in their persuit of adventure, with each dare and act of bravery becoming increasingly bold in order to impress the other young orcs of the tribe.
One ill fated act of one-upmanship would see young Zakthar and a group of friends attempt to capture and kill a small patrol of men long travelled from Dustwallow Marsh. The group of young Orcs beat down the forward scout of the men, tearing his pulped head away from his limp body with a roar their fathers would be proud of; only to be cut short in their victory by the main patrol group. Sensing defeat the juvenile Orcs ran, unwittingly leading the following patrol to their homes. An uneventful month or more passed, and Zakthar was returning back to his tribe with a fresh kill for the evening meal. The first skinned Orc he saw was his friend from birth, the second his Mother. A force from Theramore had returned to the village and razed it to the ground, viciously slaughtering every Orc they found...

  Years passed and Zakthar roamed the wilds of Kalimdor. Taking work where he could find it and spening every waking moment drinking, or thinking about drinking, the strongest ale he could find. Broken and stripped of all the values he once thought important, he found himself one night knelt under the piercing stars of the barrens, spilt ale by his side and a blade in his hand. Inches from his throat something stayed the knife, and old Orc, adorned in animal parts of various decomposition. Thus began Zakthar's life as a Shaman. Sober both physically and mentally Zakthar is prepared to return to the world, championing the old Orcish ways... And ready to slay any human he should cross.