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Whats your LORE

Postby Clone-D » Tue Jul 15, 2008 1:42 pm

Exactly as the title says. I want to here what your toons lore is. Is he a Great Hero whos goal in life is to save the world? Is he a Murderous, Genocidal, Madman? Is he the son of a king attempting to regain he throne? I want to know.
My Lore is in construction. Ill post it when i get the Details worked out.

LET THERE BE LORE!!!!!!!!
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Postby murderbear » Tue Jul 15, 2008 1:50 pm

There was an average troll named Bunnytots who did not like the way the world was so he set out on a quest to purge it all. Along the way he meets Skinless the mage and helps Skinless learn his true calling, that of a lich. About a month after they assualt the troll city known as Zul'Farrak along with Kiros a blood elf archer, and others that accompied them. But right as the party frees the prisoners, the undead rise and fight the small party and the rescued people-things. Unfortunately Kiros had a "freak" accident involving one of Bunnytots' blades and his skin being opened and so forth and died.

Skinless bought an undead horse named fluffy and Bunnytots bought a raptor named Purple Delicious.

Now raging war against the burning legion bunnytots, skinless and other people i think.. wage war in the outlands!!!!!

yeah i couldnt think some some parts
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Postby Kaeshan » Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:17 pm

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Right after the Third War, Thrall and the Orcs assisted their new allies, the Tauren, in fighting against the Centaurs and establishing a new home. Many Orc laborers were sent from the newly established city of Orgrimmar to Mulgore, among them, Mokai's parents.

No one ever thought building Thunder Bluff was going to be an easy task. The constant Centaur raids only made it even more difficult. Mokai's mother was captured by the Centaurs during a raid and his father went after them, but never returned.

Mokai, like most children who have lost their parents, were sent to the orphanage in Orgrimmar. Fortunately for Mokai, he was soon adopted by a Tauren shaman, Beruna, who once knew Mokai's parents. Mokai expressed great interest in nature and the elements. A few years later, he ran into a Goblin, who gave him a broken trinket and Mokai fixed it within minutes. As such, he grew up to be a Shaman and an Engineer, a master of both nature and machine.
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Postby Suztang » Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:36 pm

Suztang hits things...and drinks....and does what his guild leader says because he is married to his daughter.....thats about it! o yea he has a battle kitten named Fluffins (non combat companion) that is so uber leet he can solo (insert witty comment about your mom) :D
3 beers im ready to tank, 6 beers im ready to raid.....8 beers, 2 shots, and a pack of cigs....im rdy to do WSG!
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Postby The Great JT » Tue Jul 15, 2008 8:07 pm

You guys are such novices at this...lemme show you how it's done. I'm ripping off the template from the Silver Hand characters thread (I regret nothing).

(Jorundr, Blood Elf Paladin, Darrowmere server)

Name: Jorundr Dawnwalker
Age: 144 (comes out at about 22 in human years)
Nicknames/Aliases: Lord Jorundr, Jorundr of the Shattered Sun, The Light-Weaver
Class: Paladin, Mage, Battlemage (lore)
Sex: Male
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green (from fel magics, originally blue)
Weight: 276 pounds in full plate gear
Height: 5'8" (five feet, eight inches)
Alignments: Silvermoon City, The Blood Knights, The Horde, The Silver Hand
Garments/Armor: Typically wears platemail at all times, always wears a Blood Knight war tabard.
Other: Adept at melee combat but an excellent healer.

Alignment: Neutral Good.
Personality: Jorundr is a law-and-order type who always places the intrests and safety of Silvermoon City and its allies above other priorities. He strives to bring Silvermoon back to a period of prosperity like those he had seen before the coming of the orcs. In truth, he feels the orcs are responsible for much, but after the Alliance's outright hostilities he holds them responsible for the destruction of Silvermoon as he does Arthas. He does not harbor any true partnership with the Undercity or the Darkspear Trolls, stating that "the Sylvanas Windrunner he knew is dead and gone and that the one parading around calling herself Sylvanas is only a withered husk whose sole purpose is vengance" and due to an ancient grudge between Silvermoon and the Amani troll empire, but he steadfastly stands with all races of the Horde, knowing that siding with the humans again would only lead to disaster.
History: Jorundr was born in Dawnstar Village on the Isle of Quel'Danas in northern Quel'thalas more than a century ago. Showing great magical prowess even as an infant, it was believed that he would be far more than any mere high elven mage or swordsman. At the age of five he demonstrated a command of magic that even apprentice magisters had required years to master. At age seven he began his training and education as an apprentice mage. Quickly showing his prowess in the magical arts, Jorundr became a fully-recognized mage by the age of 30, still a mere child in the eyes of the High Elves. At the same time, Jorundr began exploring his family history dating back to the Exile of the Highborne, and one thing kept coming up: Bloodwake. Jorundr, fascinated by whatever this Bloodwake was, asked his father, Tharidas, of its legacy.

Originally, the Dawnwalker family was not of the Highborne and did not practice magic. Jorundr's ancestors were warriors, and Bloodwake was an ancient spear forged to combat the demons and blessed with ancient, primal light-magic practiced by the priestesses of Elune. Jorundr's family fought originally on the side of the Night Elves and Malfurion Stormrage during the War of the Ancients, and after the war they began practicing magic in secret, using Bloodwake as a war staff to channel the arcane energies. Originally, the weapon was condemned to be destroyed, but the Dawnwalkers hid it. After Dath'remar Sunstrider, the leader of the Highborne night elves, came to power, he elected five warriors to represent his family line as his personal guard. Among those was Jorundr's ancestor, and using Bloodwake as his weapon he kept any potential attackers from reaching Dath'remar. From that point on, one member of the Dawnwalker family has served in the personal guard of the Sunstriders dating back 8,000 years.

Jorundr, fascinated by his heritage and the weapon's legacy, began training himself for when the time came that he would use Bloodwake to safeguard the royal family. Enlisting in the Silvermoon Guard at 51 (roughly 16 in human years), Jorundr learned to wield a weapon and fight with more than mere frostbolts and arcane energy. But by age 58, Jorundr began having strange nightmares about a human he had never met, fighting a massive demon of flame and darkness, and how he would be slain by those he considered his allies, again people he knew nothing about.

At age 60 (the age of ascention and age 18 for humans), Jorundr was deemed ready to wield Bloodwake and its ancient, primal magics. But it wasn't enough. Jorundr thought that by then, his rampant nightmares had begun to take their toll on his sanity. Seeking refuge from the nightmares, Jorundr travelled between Quel'thalas and the human kingdoms. Somewhere between Dalaran and Strom, Jorundr was caught in a downpour and took refuge in an abandoned chapel. During the storm, Jorundr began reading the books and scrolls and gather his thoughts. After a week of reading and contemplation, the nightmares began to fade away. After reaching the human nation of Strom, Jorundr immediately went to the local chapel and sat in quiet contemplation and prayer, asking the Divines for guidance and what he should do. That night, in his sleep, he thought he could hear a voice telling him to follow the ways of the Light. From that night on, Jorundr's nightmares were no more. During his travels, Jorundr became incredibly devout, making pilgrimage to temples throughout the Alliance territories. Jorundr continued to travel, until he heard rumors of a green-skinned menace in the south that had ravaged Stormwind.

Not long after Stormwind's fall, Jorundr went back north to the territories of Lordaeron, and soon after his pilgrimage brought him to Stratholme. In Stratholme, he found that a new order of light-keepers and knights was being formed, called the Knights of the Silver Hand. The first of the knights, Uther the Lightbringer, had been blessed with power over the light in Alonsus Chapel in Stratholme, and nine other knights followed suit. Jorundr offered his services to the newly-formed order, and was inducted as a man-at-arms in the Silver Hand. Jorundr's new duties kept him away from Silvermoon, but soon his two alliances would coincide. The Horde had pushed their way northward, and Jorundr would participate in some of the bloodiest battles in the war. As the Alliance began to push the Horde south, the two reached a stalemate toward the Orcish fortress of Blackrock Spire. From there, the orc warchief Orgrim Doomhammer and his forces met with the combined forces of Lordaeron, Azeroth, Quel'thalas and the dwarven kingdom of Khaz Modan in the bloodiest battle of the Second War: The Battle of the Burning Steppes. Jorundr stayed off the frontlines, healing his allies in the heat of battle. However, during the battle, a contingent of ogre-mages and orcs managed to break through. Jorundr, with few options, launched himself into battle and struck down five of the ogres and seven orcs, but his crowning achievement in the battle was the slaying of twenty trolls. To this day, Jorundr keeps the trolls' tusks as a trophy. During the battle, Jorundr saw Anduin Lothar fall in battle, and it struck him hard. During the insuing chaos, Turaylon took up Lothar's blood-stained shield and rallied the Alliance forces, defeating the orcs and chasing them back to the Swamp of Sorrows. Jorundr was ordered back to Silvermoon by the Silvermoon royal family, and he parted ways with his allies in the Silver Hand.

For the next few years, Jorundr was assigned to protect and served as the personal guard of Prince Kael'thas Sunstrider. After two years in the Prince's royal guard, there was talk that a plague of undeath was sweeping through Lordaeron and that Prince Arthas Menethil, the crown prince of Lordaeron, had turned against his people and his focus was on Silvermoon. Prince Kael'thas was away in Dalaran, but Jorundr was not. Arthas and the undead attacked in their full fury, and when the threat of an invasion seemed likely, Jorundr and a number of Silvermoon's high-ranking military officials began evacuating Silvermoon by sea. Jorundr and his people watched in horror as the skies above the Isle of Quel'danas darkened with the corruption of the Sunwell.

After a few weeks of sailing, Jorundr found a safe, untained stretch of land along the north coast of Quel'thalas, near the ruins of what used to be Silvermoon City. Within two days, Prince Kael'thas and the rest of his guard found them. Kael'thas decided to take some of the strongest of his people, but Jorundr was left out of this group. Jorundr was, instead, assigned to retake Silvermoon on the behalf of Kael'thas, along with the newly-elected ranger-general, Lor'themar Theron. Many of Jorundr's allies, priests, warriors and archers, believed that the Light had abandoned them and that they needed a new source of power. Jorundr, however, was steadfastly against it. After weeks of fighting, Jorundr and his forces managed to push the undead back to the Ghostlands, and in a desparate decision, and faced with the weakening of the high elven forces, they decided to burn the forests to keep the undead from advancing. After a year of conflict, a single representative of Kael'thas, Rommath, was sent to Silvermoon to tell them of Kael's promised return. He instructed the elves in the use of fel magics, and after much deliberation, Jorundr started using fel magics. Soon after, his powers over the Light began to wane. Not long after, Prince Kael'thas sent back a being of pure light, a naaru called M'uru, a captive from an attack on the interdimensional fortress Tempest Keep. The blood elves were instructed to harness its power for their own use. The first among them, a former priestess named Liardin, soon after formed an order of blood elven paladins called the Blood Knights. Jorundr, in a moment of weakness, drained the light-given powers of M'uru and in an instant regained much of his power over the Light. Jorundr was assigned to defend Silvermoon with all his strength, and its allies.

Since the re-opening of the Dark Portal, Jorundr has been made an official Blood Knight. At first, Jorundr was hesitant to ally with the Horde, especially given his history of conflict with them, but he has come to regard Thrall as one of the few worthy and honorable orcs. He was devastated to hear that Kael'thas had changed masters, from Illidan Stormrage to Kil'jaeden, and has dedicated himself to destroying Kael and keeping him from leading the Blood Elves down the path the Highborne treaded seven millenia previous. Jorundr has also heard whispers that the traitor Arthas has mobilized his undead legions for an attack against the mortal races, and now stands ready for the word to mobilize against Northrend and the legions of the undead.
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Postby Gnosis » Wed Jul 16, 2008 1:50 am

OK... this is what I wrote in an RP competition my twink's guild made... It's not a great poem (actually it sucks), but it did it's work.


Once apon a time, when Burning Crusade came out,
The Alliance and The Horde, from the Dark Portal stepped out.
Their reason? A nasty one, but at least a real one...
To fight two evil factions, who were threating Azeroth,
Two factions, even simillar, but not friendly one to another.
On a side there were barbarians... demons who only seek to kill,
With their Eredar leaders, NPCs that pay no repair bill,
They were called the Burning Legeon, never pity they will feel.
On the other side, wandering in it's crazyness,
There was Illidan Stormrage, with his friends, Vashj and Kael.
These three... gays... even mongrels you'd say,
Were just looking for power, doing that in any place.
But when Azeroth banished them...
"Where to go?" "Oh, yeah, Draenor!"
So they did, and did well too,
For the power soon came trough.
At this moment you would say
"Why The Alliance and The Horde came"?
Because by the Burning Legeon they were threaten.
So they recruted all they could get,
So they can win, or suffer their imminent doom.
One of the recrutes was an Orc...
A little Hunter, so called Gnosis.
He was weak, he was powerless,
He didn't even have a bow or an animal... he was helpless.
But in time, he grew strong.
So, did the time to fight the demons come,
He went for his destiny in Draenor!
When he finally got to Shattrath,
He met a Human, named Kargath.
He was scared... very much
And he got even more then the Human start a cast.
He actually summoned an Elemental
For telling him Shattrath's story.
While wandering with the strange creature,
His eyes started to blink!
He couldn't belive what he was seeing:
Miss Universe, and epic Undead.
"Naphula --- what a beautiful name"
He fell in love, but Naphula the same!
She noticed that by the Orc she was studied...
But when the Orc asked her to get married,
The Undead became a... dead!
But in the end they got together
And they leveled up together.
Then, one day, good news come:
"A new baby's gonna come!"
And when she came, she got a name:
"Gnosiseana'll do the game!"
But she didn't like the demons:
"They have sticky green blood, too bitter!
I prefer to go to Warsong,
Help my brothers with a war song!"
And so she did, that was her choice
And left Shattrath, but with no joy.
Soon she joined the clan of The Wolf Pack ,
And went to Thunder Bluff, "Bleack!"
But that was the situation, and she got used to it,
And now, in Warsong Gulch, she kills and sings
"Join The Wolf Pack !!! We have cookies!"


It sucks balls, right?
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Postby Suztang » Wed Jul 16, 2008 4:03 am

Gnosis wrote:OK... this is what I wrote in an RP competition my twink's guild made... It's not a great poem (actually it sucks), but it did it's work.


Once apon a time, when Burning Crusade came out,
The Alliance and The Horde, from the Dark Portal stepped out.
Their reason? A nasty one, but at least a real one...
To fight two evil factions, who were threating Azeroth,
Two factions, even simillar, but not friendly one to another.
On a side there were barbarians... demons who only seek to kill,
With their Eredar leaders, NPCs that pay no repair bill,
They were called the Burning Legeon, never pity they will feel.
On the other side, wandering in it's crazyness,
There was Illidan Stormrage, with his friends, Vashj and Kael.
These three... gays... even mongrels you'd say,
Were just looking for power, doing that in any place.
But when Azeroth banished them...
"Where to go?" "Oh, yeah, Draenor!"
So they did, and did well too,
For the power soon came trough.
At this moment you would say
"Why The Alliance and The Horde came"?
Because by the Burning Legeon they were threaten.
So they recruted all they could get,
So they can win, or suffer their imminent doom.
One of the recrutes was an Orc...
A little Hunter, so called Gnosis.
He was weak, he was powerless,
He didn't even have a bow or an animal... he was helpless.
But in time, he grew strong.
So, did the time to fight the demons come,
He went for his destiny in Draenor!
When he finally got to Shattrath,
He met a Human, named Kargath.
He was scared... very much
And he got even more then the Human start a cast.
He actually summoned an Elemental
For telling him Shattrath's story.
While wandering with the strange creature,
His eyes started to blink!
He couldn't belive what he was seeing:
Miss Universe, and epic Undead.
"Naphula --- what a beautiful name"
He fell in love, but Naphula the same!
She noticed that by the Orc she was studied...
But when the Orc asked her to get married,
The Undead became a... dead!
But in the end they got together
And they leveled up together.
Then, one day, good news come:
"A new baby's gonna come!"
And when she came, she got a name:
"Gnosiseana'll do the game!"
But she didn't like the demons:
"They have sticky green blood, too bitter!
I prefer to go to Warsong,
Help my brothers with a war song!"
And so she did, that was her choice
And left Shattrath, but with no joy.
Soon she joined the clan of The Wolf Pack ,
And went to Thunder Bluff, "Bleack!"
But that was the situation, and she got used to it,
And now, in Warsong Gulch, she kills and sings
"Join The Wolf Pack !!! We have cookies!"


It sucks balls, right?


better than what i could write
3 beers im ready to tank, 6 beers im ready to raid.....8 beers, 2 shots, and a pack of cigs....im rdy to do WSG!
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Postby The Great JT » Wed Jul 16, 2008 4:20 am

A summary of my paladin's lore...


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Postby Clone-D » Wed Jul 16, 2008 6:15 am

This isnt the final idea. Mearly a rough draft i plan to alter and improve apon. also, Im using your format Great JT.
Name:Faberun wrathcaller
Age:23
Nicknames/Aliases: Wrathcaller, Demon Tamer, Legion Master, Jerk.
Class:Warlock.
Sex:Male
Hair:White, While born Dark Brown, Fel magic turned it white (NOT GREY)Eyes-Green
Weight:150. 213 when carrying gear, potions, and spell books.
Height: 6'0" ( 6 foot )
Alignments:Alliance, The Shatterd sun, F.D.A. (Federal Demon Assocation)Garments/Armor: Cloth, 1 Staff and wand, wears Shatterd sun Tabard.
Other: Skillfuly comands Demons to do his work for him. Although will Fight when needed
Alignment:Chaotic Evil. Although not Pure evil, he will do what ever he  Must to obtain His Goals. even if a few hundred Die in the process.
Personality:Generaly cheerful, Outgoing, and Helpful. Those that Harm, Threaten, anger, and/or upset the wrathcaller will find He has no problem killingThem.
History:Born into a Family of warlocks, he would quickly master his art And surpass his masters. Now, he seeks power, wealth, and more
Power. He seaks to prove he is the dominant power, gaining
Fallowers to slay the legion and scourge, He is becoming
What he always wanted to be- king.
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Postby Clone-D » Wed Jul 16, 2008 6:16 am

It didnt space out right. NOOOOOOO :(
Edit Finaly fixed it :D
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Postby murderbear » Wed Jul 16, 2008 8:54 am

from what im seeing this is really well planned out :) mine was just taking from characters ive played with and the shit we have done to each other (i did cuase kiros' death and i do have mount names) and thats what im basing my lore off of :P
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Postby Lihonessa » Mon Jul 28, 2008 1:12 am

Name: Lihonessa
Age: 8140 (Around age 27 in Human years)
Class: Shaman
Sex: Female

Family:
Sava - aged 17580 (Father) -deceased
Aglaya - aged 15936 (Mother) -deceased
Iva - aged 5961 (Sister) -presumed deceased
Shade - age unknown (Pet Saber)

Lihonessa and her family lived peacefully in the city of Shattrath, spending the days with playing with her little sister, studying the light, and worshipping the Naaru. Because none of their currently still alive family had ever been on Argus, they had little knowledge of the Eredar and the Burning Legion. The only thing that was taught to them was that they were safe here, and that they always would be.
...Until the Orcs attacked Shattrath City.

The family was completely unprepared, but Sava and Aglaya did all they could. But the inevitable happened. Shattrath City fell to the savage strength of the Orcs, and almost all the Draenei were slain in battle, including Sava and Aglaya...
Lihonessa and Iva managed to escape from Shattrath City with just a handful of other Draenei. The group went into hiding in the lush and verdant lands to the north-west, which would later become known as Hellfire Peninsula.

In the years that the group of survivors lived as nomads around the forests, they slowly realised that they were starting to transform... They were unable to commune with the light, and some of the group were starting to grow physical changes due to the exposion to Fel Energies. Luckily, a rumor was heared about a group of uncorrupted Draenei hiding in the sanctuary of Telredor, under the lead of Prophet Velen! But part of the group was furious with Velen for forsaking them when they needed him the most, and wanted to flee through the Dark Portal and into the Swamp of Sorrows.
So the group split up, with one half going to Telredor, and another half going to the Swamp of Sorrows... Lihonessa went to Telredor, and Iva went to the Swamp of Sorrows. The two haven't seen eachother ever again.

The group was luckily welcomed in Telredor, but Lihonessa was not happy. She was completely alone, was forced to hide, and the light did not answer her prayers. Although fortunately she had not been exposed to the Fel Energies long enough to change into a Broken One, her dreams of ever becoming a Vindicator were shattered.

Yet recently, the Dark Portal has been reopened, and the Blood Elves took over Tempest Keep. The Draenei went out of hiding, managed to take over a part of the keep, and eventually stranded upon Azuremyst Isle.
After being in coma for months after the crash of the Exodar, she woke up in a shattered part of the Exodar, in a place called the Ammen Vale. There, she learned of the alternative ways to commune with the light, and she mastered the arts of Shamanism.

With this new source of power, Lihonessa has left the newfound lands of Azuremyst and Bloodmyst Isle, and has traveled around Azeroth and the now shattered world of Outland. She has slain countless of demons and Fel Orcs, and the city of Shattrath has still been retaken, but the memories of all the events that have happened still haunt her to this very day...
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Postby Immamoonkin » Tue Jul 29, 2008 9:02 am

Name: Tsukino Lelah
Age: 47
Height: 7'9"
Weight: 140
Race: Night Elf
Class: Druid

Basic Description: Her skin is a pale purple color, with long, silver and white hair to compliment it. Her eye tattoos shine with a purple and blue mix, and the shape of the wings of a butterfly. Her eyes glow with a soft blue that shine even in the brightest of places.

History: Lelah was born long after the Sundering. She has only heard of the Trinity War through the whispers of her fellow night elves. When she turned 44, she decided to leave her home for better things. Her spirit called her to see more of the world than the huge tree she stood on top of every night.

Through her training as a Druid of the Claw, she began to dabble in the arcane and nature abilities she possessed. Many of her kind either trained in the art of shapeshifting or in the art of healing, but her heart called her to do more with her abilities... and soon she was blessed with the ability to change her shape of that of a Moonkin, the owlbear that was blessed by Elune herself to guard her magicks.

However, she learned that her fellow druids, among the entire Alliance, didn't find her powers to be as useful as she thought they would be. She had to spend many months and gold to learn the healing arts.. It was the only way she could see any of the world past her basic training.

Present: Lelah is young, and very naive. She believes there is good in everyone, no matter what they've done. However, through her travels, she has been burned and scarred by the cruelness over others.. others from her own Alliance. Her heart is darkening.. and a voice is calling to her.. And it is not the soothing voice of Elune.
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Postby felorn » Tue Aug 12, 2008 5:18 am

47....it's like being 12 in human years...
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Postby Lihonessa » Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:08 am

I think that he ment 47 in Night Elf years.
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