Name: Kromgak
Level: 110
Tell us something about your (role)playing experience: I played WoW a lot in Vanilla, raiding the first few raids. Since The Burning Crusade expansion, I've merely played the levelling content and some dungeons. I never role-played in WoW, but I have extensive P&P experience, mainly D&D and a Swedish game called Eon.
And finally, please write a short story and/or (IC) introduction about your character: I'd like some help with refining the details, as I'm not an expert on orc customs, but I thought my character would be an apprentice healer in his tribe, something along these lines:
My parents are both fierce warriors, as were their parents before them, and the same is expected of me. As soon as I could grip a rattle, they had thrust an axe into my other hand. Wielding weapons is second nature to me, as it is to most other orcs, but gripping the handle of an axe fills me less with lust for battle and more with the feeling of my ancestors' hopes and struggles. I feel more connected to them than to wood or steel. It is through the strength of those who came before us that I can provide the strength to my tribe that will ensure our survival. I've always known this. My parents never realised it. They only see a warrior. I see a caretaker; a guide. This is how I will honour my tribe.
Level: 110
Tell us something about your (role)playing experience: I played WoW a lot in Vanilla, raiding the first few raids. Since The Burning Crusade expansion, I've merely played the levelling content and some dungeons. I never role-played in WoW, but I have extensive P&P experience, mainly D&D and a Swedish game called Eon.
And finally, please write a short story and/or (IC) introduction about your character: I'd like some help with refining the details, as I'm not an expert on orc customs, but I thought my character would be an apprentice healer in his tribe, something along these lines:
My parents are both fierce warriors, as were their parents before them, and the same is expected of me. As soon as I could grip a rattle, they had thrust an axe into my other hand. Wielding weapons is second nature to me, as it is to most other orcs, but gripping the handle of an axe fills me less with lust for battle and more with the feeling of my ancestors' hopes and struggles. I feel more connected to them than to wood or steel. It is through the strength of those who came before us that I can provide the strength to my tribe that will ensure our survival. I've always known this. My parents never realised it. They only see a warrior. I see a caretaker; a guide. This is how I will honour my tribe.