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Shattered Reality {Open RP}
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denjerre
Name; Samsong
Race; Human
Class; Paladin
Description; Samsong is a young, brown-skinned, black-haired Human who grew up in the Eastvale Logging Camp. While he is merely a simple farmer boy, his believe in the Light has spurred him to take up the mantle of a Paladin. He wears basic armor and is not yet a powerful Paladin, though he is very zealous. His weapon is a simple
Kobold Mining Shovel
.
Samsong was blinded by the sudden flash of light. He knew right from the moment his superiors sent him to Durotar as a sign of goodwill that something bad was bound to happen. He landed on a hard patch of red-colored ground. When he stood up, he saw that he was surrounded by heavily armored Orcs. They muttered words he couldn't understand and pointed their axes towards him.
It was clear to him he wasn't welcome here. The Orcs grabbed his arms and pulled him off to an unknown place. During all that, he spoke only one word; 'Woah'.
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Morec0
(( Heh, I had something similar to this in mind once; where your actions in the RP would affect the life of your other-universecounterpart (RP'd be me, of course). ))
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denjerre
Samsong
Orgrimmar
The Orcish guards pulled him off towards an unkow fate. They entered a dark building just outside of the Horde capital. Inside, Samsong was thrown into a cage and left alone.
'Woah'
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Bloodroll
Name:Plaguebringer Drik
Race:Undead Human(non-Forsaken)
Affiliation:The Scourge, Cult of the Damned
Location: (Before Teleportation) Naxxramas(Eastern Plaguelands) Plague Quarter-
Normal Azeroth (After Teleportation) Eastern Plaguelands?
Description: Clothed in traditional black and purple cultists robes. Wields a small poisoned dagger and carries his 'cookbooks' with him. Typical Scourge Plaguebringer.
Drik was idly brewing poisons when he heard a noise come from one of the storerooms. Cautiously, he advanced towards the storeroom and opened the door. A barrel of plague had been tipped over and it was leaking all over the floor. Grinding his teeth irritably Drik made his way towards the barrel and crouched down to lift it up when he was hit by a glare of blinding light.
Drik awoke in the middle of a grassy field with the sun beating down on him. Drik immediately tried to get a telepathic link with one of his superiors but could hear nothing...for one of the first times since his unholy rebirth Drik was unsure what to do.
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