Post by Jmog on Apr 24, 2010 10:44:10 GMT 1
Basic Information
I have read and accepted the Rules of Conduct.
Your Name or Alias: Hi my name is L.K
Your Age: I'm 16.
Your Location: I live in The Netherlands but my english is fluent due to being raised bilingual
Tell us a little bit about yourself: Hi, my name is L.K And I'm a student at a local highschool. I live the average teenage life, I suppose.
Your Character
Character Name: Jmog
Character Class and Spec: Priest - Currently level 9 but I'm thinking discipline.
Character Professions: Herbalism/alchemy
Character Background: Jmog slowly opened his eyes as the cold wind blew in his face. He rubbed his head, what a pain! in the distance he saw a faint red glow. His campfire. It was turning light and he should get ready for the hike back to his village. Briefly he thought of home, He thought of his parents. These huntings trips always made him feel homesick. Jmog was out on a hunting trip and had been succesful. The wolf made a dragmark in the snow, but Jmog didn't care. He spat in the snow, slightly annoyed by being in this cold. Also he wonderd why of all trolls HE was chosen. There were perfectly fine hunters at the camp. This was no work for a priest, the wolf had damn near killed him! Could this be my first test, he wondered? He ís of the right age. Young trolls are often tested for their strength and survivability. He gently touched the deep wound on his ear. Jmog looked around for some herbs but saw nothing of use. 'Bah, just my luck' he said. He pressed through the snow while keeping an eye out for any hostile movement. When he neared his village he had a feeling something was off. It was dead quiet. As he turned the corner he dropped to his knees. The village was destroyed, and the villagers were dead. There were tracks in the snow. It seemed asif it came from a Dwarf hunting group. They're usually never around this area, how could this have happened?! .Tears rolled off his long pointy nose as he mourned the death of his family and friends. He thought of all the training-days with his brother Jgar. Jgar had been a magnificent Warrior. He always made his Mother and father proud, unlike Jmog thought he did himself. Yet he loved his brother and couldn't bare the thought to live without him, and all the others. The day was spent digging graves and performing rituals for the deceased. After a wolf dinner he packed his stuff and set track for Frostmane Hold.
Your WoW History: I've been playing on and off for about 2 years. My highest level being a 71 dk.
Your previous guilds and why you left them: I've never been kicked out of a guild. the only reasons I've left have been for Rp reasons. I also have a small list of failed guilds. I've never been able to manage a group of 15+ people.
Small list of signifigant guilds I've been in:
-Of the Duskblood Line
-Sin Belore
( These are probably the two most signifigant I've been in. There have been more but I'm just returning from a break so I forgot most of the guilds. )
Your responsibilities in previous guilds:I've had my share of responsibilities varying from Guild Master to Advisor to Red Thistle Picker
Frostmane Hold
Why have you chosen to apply: A troll-only guild is something I've attempted in the past, though I've failed miserably. Ever since have I dreamed of joining a friendly, drama-less, trollish guild
What can we offer you as a guild: Hopefully great Roleplay and a terrific (perhaps even educational) experience.
What can you offer us: My loyalty and dedication for trollish Roleplay.
The changes I have made in a simple list:
- I've added Guild names.
-Stated the fact I read and have agreed to The Rules of Conduct.
-Added information about Jmog's look upon his parents and brother.
-Hinted upon his age ( He was wondering if he was receiving his first test, which suggests he is a young troll nearing adulthood. I'd add a specific age but am not sure to what it should be scaled.)
-Added dwarf tracks in the snow.
I will see about poking someone in game. I hope the changes satisfy you.
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I have read and accepted the Rules of Conduct.
Your Name or Alias: Hi my name is L.K
Your Age: I'm 16.
Your Location: I live in The Netherlands but my english is fluent due to being raised bilingual
Tell us a little bit about yourself: Hi, my name is L.K And I'm a student at a local highschool. I live the average teenage life, I suppose.
Your Character
Character Name: Jmog
Character Class and Spec: Priest - Currently level 9 but I'm thinking discipline.
Character Professions: Herbalism/alchemy
Character Background: Jmog slowly opened his eyes as the cold wind blew in his face. He rubbed his head, what a pain! in the distance he saw a faint red glow. His campfire. It was turning light and he should get ready for the hike back to his village. Briefly he thought of home, He thought of his parents. These huntings trips always made him feel homesick. Jmog was out on a hunting trip and had been succesful. The wolf made a dragmark in the snow, but Jmog didn't care. He spat in the snow, slightly annoyed by being in this cold. Also he wonderd why of all trolls HE was chosen. There were perfectly fine hunters at the camp. This was no work for a priest, the wolf had damn near killed him! Could this be my first test, he wondered? He ís of the right age. Young trolls are often tested for their strength and survivability. He gently touched the deep wound on his ear. Jmog looked around for some herbs but saw nothing of use. 'Bah, just my luck' he said. He pressed through the snow while keeping an eye out for any hostile movement. When he neared his village he had a feeling something was off. It was dead quiet. As he turned the corner he dropped to his knees. The village was destroyed, and the villagers were dead. There were tracks in the snow. It seemed asif it came from a Dwarf hunting group. They're usually never around this area, how could this have happened?! .Tears rolled off his long pointy nose as he mourned the death of his family and friends. He thought of all the training-days with his brother Jgar. Jgar had been a magnificent Warrior. He always made his Mother and father proud, unlike Jmog thought he did himself. Yet he loved his brother and couldn't bare the thought to live without him, and all the others. The day was spent digging graves and performing rituals for the deceased. After a wolf dinner he packed his stuff and set track for Frostmane Hold.
Your WoW History: I've been playing on and off for about 2 years. My highest level being a 71 dk.
Your previous guilds and why you left them: I've never been kicked out of a guild. the only reasons I've left have been for Rp reasons. I also have a small list of failed guilds. I've never been able to manage a group of 15+ people.
Small list of signifigant guilds I've been in:
-Of the Duskblood Line
-Sin Belore
( These are probably the two most signifigant I've been in. There have been more but I'm just returning from a break so I forgot most of the guilds. )
Your responsibilities in previous guilds:I've had my share of responsibilities varying from Guild Master to Advisor to Red Thistle Picker
Frostmane Hold
Why have you chosen to apply: A troll-only guild is something I've attempted in the past, though I've failed miserably. Ever since have I dreamed of joining a friendly, drama-less, trollish guild
What can we offer you as a guild: Hopefully great Roleplay and a terrific (perhaps even educational) experience.
What can you offer us: My loyalty and dedication for trollish Roleplay.
The changes I have made in a simple list:
- I've added Guild names.
-Stated the fact I read and have agreed to The Rules of Conduct.
-Added information about Jmog's look upon his parents and brother.
-Hinted upon his age ( He was wondering if he was receiving his first test, which suggests he is a young troll nearing adulthood. I'd add a specific age but am not sure to what it should be scaled.)
-Added dwarf tracks in the snow.
I will see about poking someone in game. I hope the changes satisfy you.
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