Post by TZUSUN on Aug 16, 2010 0:42:40 GMT 1
BASIC INFORMATION :
Name :
Tzusun.
Age :
32.
Location :
Manchester, England.
About me :
I live with my girlfriend and our 2 young boys, i have played Wow for 3 and a half years, i like movies, going out etc....
CHARACTER :
Name :
Tzusun.
Class/level/Spec :
Hunter, 11(TBC), Marksman.
Professions :
Skinning, Leatherworking, Fishing.
Charater background history :
Born in Shimmer Ridge under an eclipse the Whelp was named Tzusun, After his mother passed on shortly after his birth, and with father died at war he was left in the arms of his Uncle Wurrzaag. A fisherman by trade, Wurrzaag taught this skill to his nephew, as he showed him how to fight the savage beasts that roamed the area how to skin them and use there pelts to make clothing and other helpful items. Eighteen years later, on a fishing trip to the Ice Flow Lake one day, Tzusun and Wurrzaag where set upon by a large patrol of dwarf warrior's, without hesitation Wurrzaag reached for his axe and charged into the on-coming mob. Tzusun watched as his Uncle slay three dwarfs and there body's crumple to floor, as Wurrzaag picked his axe up to slay the next dwarf he felt a sharp pain rip into his kidney as he turned he saw his adversary the sneaky big nosed red haired one. ''look out'' Tzusun cried but it was to late an axe came smashing down across Wurrzaag's neck severing it clean from his body. The dwarf's cheered for a moment then noticed Tzusun looking down at his Uncle's headless body. One of the foul beasts spoke and with a roar of laughter kicked the head of Wurrzaag towards Tzusun. All the gods in the world could not contain Tzusun's fury and hatred no more, From the pit of his stomach he let out a great roar, that sent a chill through dwarf's. Setting themselfs at ease they Got ready for there next kill, Slowly they marched towards Tzusun, axes ready in there hands. From the bushes nearby came the sound of rustling louder and louder the grew instantly dwarf's stoped there attack and began to form defence, but it was to late, they where surounded, surounded by a pack of wolves. From behind Tzusun there was growl he turned his head to seejust as it lept cowering into a ball he noticed it did not get him, as looked up there in front of him was the biggest wolf he had ever seen its jaws gaping wide its fangs long sharp and driping with blood then from the shadows of the wolfs mouth he saw it begin to form, the rogue which killed his uncle. the wolf set the dwarf down on the ground then jumped over Tzusun and joined the other beats. Tzusun could still here the dwarf was still alive. ''an eye for an eye me always say mon''. Tzusun said as he raised his axe and cut the rogues head off. Turning to see the other dwarfs and the pack of animals he decided it was time to retreat back to the safety of the hold but not before he slumped his Uncle's body over his shoulder and stuck his head in a bag so that he can have a proper burial.
WOW HISTORY :
Previous Guilds and why i left : Guild- Sewer Rats, Server- Anachronos(type- normal). Dissabandoned. all other friends offline too
.
Responsibiltys in previouse guilds : None, had been offered officer, but declined due to my home life.
FROSTMANE HOLD :
Why have i chosen to apply :
I would like to try Roleplaying as it is different but still part of Azeroth and beyond.
What can u as a guild offer me :
I hope to learn more of Rolplaying as i am new, i am also new to this realm and made a character here specifically to roleplay, also to meet new people and have fun.
What can i offer you :
Only my loyalty and any help i may be able to give.
Did i read and accept the RULES AND CODES OF CONDUCT :
Yes... but may have to read them a few times.
Name :
Tzusun.
Age :
32.
Location :
Manchester, England.
About me :
I live with my girlfriend and our 2 young boys, i have played Wow for 3 and a half years, i like movies, going out etc....
CHARACTER :
Name :
Tzusun.
Class/level/Spec :
Hunter, 11(TBC), Marksman.
Professions :
Skinning, Leatherworking, Fishing.
Charater background history :
Born in Shimmer Ridge under an eclipse the Whelp was named Tzusun, After his mother passed on shortly after his birth, and with father died at war he was left in the arms of his Uncle Wurrzaag. A fisherman by trade, Wurrzaag taught this skill to his nephew, as he showed him how to fight the savage beasts that roamed the area how to skin them and use there pelts to make clothing and other helpful items. Eighteen years later, on a fishing trip to the Ice Flow Lake one day, Tzusun and Wurrzaag where set upon by a large patrol of dwarf warrior's, without hesitation Wurrzaag reached for his axe and charged into the on-coming mob. Tzusun watched as his Uncle slay three dwarfs and there body's crumple to floor, as Wurrzaag picked his axe up to slay the next dwarf he felt a sharp pain rip into his kidney as he turned he saw his adversary the sneaky big nosed red haired one. ''look out'' Tzusun cried but it was to late an axe came smashing down across Wurrzaag's neck severing it clean from his body. The dwarf's cheered for a moment then noticed Tzusun looking down at his Uncle's headless body. One of the foul beasts spoke and with a roar of laughter kicked the head of Wurrzaag towards Tzusun. All the gods in the world could not contain Tzusun's fury and hatred no more, From the pit of his stomach he let out a great roar, that sent a chill through dwarf's. Setting themselfs at ease they Got ready for there next kill, Slowly they marched towards Tzusun, axes ready in there hands. From the bushes nearby came the sound of rustling louder and louder the grew instantly dwarf's stoped there attack and began to form defence, but it was to late, they where surounded, surounded by a pack of wolves. From behind Tzusun there was growl he turned his head to seejust as it lept cowering into a ball he noticed it did not get him, as looked up there in front of him was the biggest wolf he had ever seen its jaws gaping wide its fangs long sharp and driping with blood then from the shadows of the wolfs mouth he saw it begin to form, the rogue which killed his uncle. the wolf set the dwarf down on the ground then jumped over Tzusun and joined the other beats. Tzusun could still here the dwarf was still alive. ''an eye for an eye me always say mon''. Tzusun said as he raised his axe and cut the rogues head off. Turning to see the other dwarfs and the pack of animals he decided it was time to retreat back to the safety of the hold but not before he slumped his Uncle's body over his shoulder and stuck his head in a bag so that he can have a proper burial.
WOW HISTORY :
Previous Guilds and why i left : Guild- Sewer Rats, Server- Anachronos(type- normal). Dissabandoned. all other friends offline too
.Responsibiltys in previouse guilds : None, had been offered officer, but declined due to my home life.
FROSTMANE HOLD :
Why have i chosen to apply :
I would like to try Roleplaying as it is different but still part of Azeroth and beyond.
What can u as a guild offer me :
I hope to learn more of Rolplaying as i am new, i am also new to this realm and made a character here specifically to roleplay, also to meet new people and have fun.
What can i offer you :
Only my loyalty and any help i may be able to give.
Did i read and accept the RULES AND CODES OF CONDUCT :
Yes... but may have to read them a few times.
after speaking with you in game I will be accepting your application. I am aware that you are new to roleplaying, so I hope this will be a good learning experience for you with us! And you will offer us a good learning experience too 