Name: Zerch
Class: Warrior
Level: 98
Tell us something about your (role)playing experience:
I don't think I started RP'ing before a friend of mine started talking to me about it, this friend allready being in OotRB, Zirch(Yes we created them at the same time^^)
I don't remember when my first encounter was but I remember who and where: The old farm house outside Orgrimmar, I meet Akesha, Rehbande, Claws, Oznack and a few more. I didn't really give to much thought to it in the start, but as time passed I was more and more into it and before you knew it I was a Blade.
After that I spent countless hours patroling Durotar-The Barrens not to mention fighting the Dwarfen Rifle Squad in Arathi xD (Ah good old memories!)
Most of my RP'ing is with Orcs, but I have also done some as Human and Undead.
Now after a few years off I'd like to give it another run
And finally, please write a short story and/or IC introduction about your character:
Some tips for this; Who is your character, what does he/she want, what has he/she done, ect.
Description:
Zerch is an male orc, his hight is as most other greenskins.
Allthrough he seems quite young and doesn't have harsh skin, he's feet has tuched the soil of many battlefields.
With all the rough battles in the past he has developed a great dicipline for his fellow warriors and in perticular higher ranks.
Personality:
Steady, but also eager.
Disciplined and cool, and always ready to protect his fellow orcs with his shield.
History:
((I tried at best to try and fix this issue with beeing in the tribe before, I think I made it not to awfull. Let me know if there is anything I can improve! Apologies if there is some bad english;) ))
The oldest memory Zerch can remember is the message of some high ranking officer, that had escaped during one of the battles during The Second War: He's parents where not to return for him.
Beeing young of age and didn't quite understand the full meaning of this, Zerch did the usual things with the other orcklins in the camp, running around finding critters and exploring just outside the campsite.
As he grew older and started to get a clearer vision, he decided to honor his parents by following their ways...
...The way of the Warrior.
As a Grunt in the Frostwolf Clan during the Third War Zerch honed his battle skills and with every swing with his axe, the bash with his shield he grew stronger. After the fall of Archimonde thanks to the combined forced from both the Horde and the Alliance, Zerch aslo seeked a place to settle, as many other Orcs it fell down to be Durotar.
After some time adventuring and haveing some day-to-day jobs, Zerch stumbled on this group of orcs just outside of Orgrimmar curious as he was he crouhed closer to evesdrop on the orcs around the campfire, only to get poked in the back, Zerch turned around but there was none to be seen, when turning his head forward again he looks straight in to a pair of daggers, he looks up to a furious pair of orc eyes shrouded by some cloth around its head.
Just in the blink of a second another pair of daggers pierce trough the orcs neck, the orc drops dead revealing another orc smirking and cleaning of the blood on the victim before him, by the looks of it an Blackrock Assassin.
As odd as it might sound this is the first encounter Zerch had with the Tribe called Orcs of the Red Blade, as fascinated he become of this tribe, he eagerly took up the trails to become a fellow Blade...!
As time passed Zerch completed the trails and was taken into the tribe as New Blood, after countless campfires, fierce battles, long patrols and going further more into the tribes ranks, Zerch decides to to follow a calling , leaving this life for a spiritual pilgrimitch.
Crossing both the plains and woods of Kalimdor to the plauged lands in the northerend parts of the Eastern Kingdoms, years of traveling and following the whispers of the spirits, after ending and understanding his calling Zerch returns home to Orgrimmar with one thought at hand...
to fight again with his fellow brothers and sister within The Orcs of The Red Blade!
Lok-Regar!
Class: Warrior
Level: 98
Tell us something about your (role)playing experience:
I don't think I started RP'ing before a friend of mine started talking to me about it, this friend allready being in OotRB, Zirch(Yes we created them at the same time^^)
I don't remember when my first encounter was but I remember who and where: The old farm house outside Orgrimmar, I meet Akesha, Rehbande, Claws, Oznack and a few more. I didn't really give to much thought to it in the start, but as time passed I was more and more into it and before you knew it I was a Blade.
After that I spent countless hours patroling Durotar-The Barrens not to mention fighting the Dwarfen Rifle Squad in Arathi xD (Ah good old memories!)
Most of my RP'ing is with Orcs, but I have also done some as Human and Undead.
Now after a few years off I'd like to give it another run
And finally, please write a short story and/or IC introduction about your character:
Some tips for this; Who is your character, what does he/she want, what has he/she done, ect.
Description:
Zerch is an male orc, his hight is as most other greenskins.
Allthrough he seems quite young and doesn't have harsh skin, he's feet has tuched the soil of many battlefields.
With all the rough battles in the past he has developed a great dicipline for his fellow warriors and in perticular higher ranks.
Personality:
Steady, but also eager.
Disciplined and cool, and always ready to protect his fellow orcs with his shield.
History:
((I tried at best to try and fix this issue with beeing in the tribe before, I think I made it not to awfull. Let me know if there is anything I can improve! Apologies if there is some bad english;) ))
The oldest memory Zerch can remember is the message of some high ranking officer, that had escaped during one of the battles during The Second War: He's parents where not to return for him.
Beeing young of age and didn't quite understand the full meaning of this, Zerch did the usual things with the other orcklins in the camp, running around finding critters and exploring just outside the campsite.
As he grew older and started to get a clearer vision, he decided to honor his parents by following their ways...
...The way of the Warrior.
As a Grunt in the Frostwolf Clan during the Third War Zerch honed his battle skills and with every swing with his axe, the bash with his shield he grew stronger. After the fall of Archimonde thanks to the combined forced from both the Horde and the Alliance, Zerch aslo seeked a place to settle, as many other Orcs it fell down to be Durotar.
After some time adventuring and haveing some day-to-day jobs, Zerch stumbled on this group of orcs just outside of Orgrimmar curious as he was he crouhed closer to evesdrop on the orcs around the campfire, only to get poked in the back, Zerch turned around but there was none to be seen, when turning his head forward again he looks straight in to a pair of daggers, he looks up to a furious pair of orc eyes shrouded by some cloth around its head.
Just in the blink of a second another pair of daggers pierce trough the orcs neck, the orc drops dead revealing another orc smirking and cleaning of the blood on the victim before him, by the looks of it an Blackrock Assassin.
As odd as it might sound this is the first encounter Zerch had with the Tribe called Orcs of the Red Blade, as fascinated he become of this tribe, he eagerly took up the trails to become a fellow Blade...!
As time passed Zerch completed the trails and was taken into the tribe as New Blood, after countless campfires, fierce battles, long patrols and going further more into the tribes ranks, Zerch decides to to follow a calling , leaving this life for a spiritual pilgrimitch.
Crossing both the plains and woods of Kalimdor to the plauged lands in the northerend parts of the Eastern Kingdoms, years of traveling and following the whispers of the spirits, after ending and understanding his calling Zerch returns home to Orgrimmar with one thought at hand...
to fight again with his fellow brothers and sister within The Orcs of The Red Blade!
Lok-Regar!