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Introduction - andyraslan
First and foremost: Tell us about yourself, as a player:

I'm a relatively creative person with a knack for getting in or otherwise finding out about interesting situations, both in real life and in video games. In my humble opinion, the quote "A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting" rings true in all aspects of life - and roleplaying. I've come here from a while of roleplaying on Star Wars the Old Republic - wherein, unfortunately, the roleplay is rather drab and unoriginal, as everyone is aiming to act out an overdone stereotype in the Star Wars universe, such as the psychotic Sith Lord bent on world domination or the Jedi Master that's a moral paragon in all respects. These stereotypes are not interesting to roleplay with but, unfortunately, all too common. This server seems to be entirely dedicated to roleplaying, however, and as a player that enjoys going in deep and truly getting into the skin of a character - I'd go so far as to call it "assuming an E-Identity" - this seems to be the kind of environment that fits.

What country do you come from? What is your primary language?:

I hail from the lands of Wallachia (old name for Romania), and I speaketh both Romanian and English as my first tongues.

How did you get into Warcraft?:

I was looking for a fantasy role-playing game to keep me busy between Elder Scrolls titles, and after the fantastic brilliance that was Gothic (1 and 2, because 3 is disappointing from every respect).

How did you find us? Did anything in particular draw you to the server?:

I searched for a WoW roleplay server.

What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:

Anything, really, I just go with the flow and try to stay in character, but don't force or demand certain situations to be roleplayed - I simply immerse myself into the action, wait and see what happens, and react appropriately from the perspective of my character. Preferably, though, my roleplay environment will be populated - drunken conversations with Dwarves in Stormwind's finest watering holes tend to get very lonely, very fast.

What is your favorite race/class? Why?:

I'd have to say my favourite race is Worgen, because I find lycanthropy to be an interesting subject, and the concept of becoming more powerful via being a werewolf is an appealing roleplay prospect because of the curse-gift duality it can offer. A werewolf's body would be both incredibly powerful as a tool for good and the Alliance of Lordaeron, as well as being a terrible struggle in terms of day-to-day life and matters like self-image and identity. Imagine waking up as a shape-shifting lycanthrope and tell me it wouldn't drastically alter your perception of self and make you constantly question who you are.

As for my class, I'd have to say Warrior. Why? I'd have to say read the Hagakure, the book of the Samurai, because it would be too difficult to express my admiration for Warriors here. Also, I like members of the "religious" classes - Priest, Paladin, Shaman - because the concept of priesthood combined with magic power is honestly quite fascinating and, if it applied to real life, I'd rapidly switch my degree from Biochemistry to Theology.

What are your expectations of this server?:

Lots of active roleplay, preferably lots of interesting roleplay-augmented questing, and interacting with a great deal of people - it felt terrible to be on SWTOR waiting for three or four roleplayers to come on, and then give it up for a Flashpoint or Starfighter battle.

Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:

The rule about respect, because that almost guarantees there will be no 13-year-old trolls on the server to ruin it for everyone else.

Did you know that we have a Mentor Program? It's entirely voluntary and you as a new player can sign up for it right now in your introduction! Are you interested in signing up to be assigned a Mentor? If so, say so here (Please enter at least "Yes" or "No"):

Yes, I'd like to be assigned a mentor, as being immersed into the lore via roleplay sounds much more agreeable than having to read a novel in the form of a forum post.

Lastly, tell us a story! It can be short, it can be long; but most importantly, we want to see your work in action. Go!:

(This is a sample of my character's intro story from my roleplay on Star Wars the Old Republic)

It seemed silent for a moment, and he could almost not hear himself hyperventilating in the horror unravelling before his eyes. Bathed in the menacing red light of a the slender, dark figure's Lightsaber, the only thing Enthyr could still think of is how the man in front of him could be real. It all seemed so distant to him, the concept of the Force and the Sith, like some kind of arcane legend pushed around by the Jedi Knights in some sort of whack attempt to validate their own mysticism and black-and-white worldview. But now he felt it, as if the very air around him and turned to soot and was forcing its way into his lungs, into his heart, stifling not only his biological being, but his very soul. This was horror incarnate. And the he saw the flash before his eyes and his heart jumped with a subtle, but desperately needed feeling of warmth and hope.

Dar'naala, the soft-spoken, gentle Jedi Padawan who had accompanied him, alongside other Jedi - mainly healers - on the refugee ship they were meant to escort to Coruscant, in order to shuttle them away from the clutches of conflict - dashed between Enthyr and his assailant, letting loose her brilliant cyan lightsaber into the Sith man's eerie crimson blade. Gaining a semblance of courage, Enthyr picked up a blaster and sloppily aimed for the Sith's chest, his muscles locking to the point of cramping, not under the weight of the gun, but of the stress that had engulfed the entirety of his being. Before Dar'naala could shout the he not do it, he squeezed the trigger desperately and went blind. "What happened?", he wondered, blinded and in excruciating pain. Instead of meeting his assailant's heart, the plasma bolt had met his skillfully wielded lightsaber - being deflected into Enthyr's eyes. Only a moment later, he could hear the Sith groaning in pain and the smell of burnt flesh invaded his nostrils. Dar'Naala had struck him down.

In an anticipation that felt like an eternity, nothing seemed to happen beyond the propagation of the general noise of chaos and battle. He flinched and quickly jolted back when he felt a hand touch his face, but calmed down as soon as he realized it was the Padawan who had just saved him. She slung his arm over her shoulder, and quickly dragged him across what seemed to be endless flooring until he felt the familiar discomfort of the chair of an escape pod. "Here, take this Comlink", she said, handing him a small device, "I've calibrated it so that when you reach the surface, you can contact Doctor Greer. Just press the button here. Tell him to use his long-range communication equipment to call for backup. Then you might want to get your eyes fixed. Go! There isn't much time!". Just as she sealed the airlock behind her, leaving Enthyr in the pod, waiting to be ejected, he heard the familiar buzz of lightsabers activating, followed by the sound of what was presumably Dar'naala's hand slamming into the ejection button for escape pod... and her pained wails. He knew they had killed her, and wanted to cry, but couldn't. He had lost his eyes just recently. And there he was, floating in the desolate void of space, blinded, waiting for the moment of contact with the ground in order to contact this Dr. Greer and hopefully save anyone still alive by the time reinforcements arrived.

And soon he felt a "thud", and smelled the fragrance of rather exotic plants outside his escape pod. He had never realised he could smell so powerfully before. Then, he felt a hand pull him out of his metal abode and onto the damp, solid earth. As thoughts of fear and remorse raced through his already shaken mind, he wondered who the person apprehending him was, and frantically attempted to shove said person off. Upon touching his medical coat, however, he came to realize that this was probably the doctor, or an associate of his. Stuttering furiously until he regained his breath and a fragment of his composure, Enthyr attempted to narrate what had happened, but the doctor silenced him and said "I already know - reinforcements have been called for, and we were expecting something like this to happen - but that information is classified, and I can discuss it with you no further". Greer's calm in such a dire situation surprised Enthyr. Had he not seen what was happening up there? No, he did not.

"Now, young man", Greer said with a conspicuously relaxed attitude, "those eyes of yours are ruined. You're going to need replacement surgery - fortunately for you, we have the facilities required to repair your vision - albeit with cybernetic implants - so follow me".

Dr. Greer escorted him to his surgery, and the familiar smell of antiseptic flooded his now increasingly sensitive olfaction. As he lay down on the operation table, the doctor gently slid an oxygen mask over his face, and introduced an intravenous which presumably pumped Morphine into his blood. As the IV drip continued, he felt less and less awake and the moment he passed into unconsciousness was not known to him.

At that point, Dr. Greer's face was drenched in sweat and gently wiped by one of the many arms of his assistant medical droid. Performing the proper incisions, and debriding any tissue too damaged for repair, he slowly prepared the upper portion of Enthyr's skull for the implantation of his new, cybernetic visual aid.

In the meantime, Entyhr was in a dream. Or was he? What seemed to be a cold, yet comforting blue mist surrounded him. And he would see her face flash before him. Dar'naala - always the gentle sort, and with more strength and force of will than one would assume of a rather short and quiet Chiss lady. She walked toward him, blinking in and out of existence every few heartbeats, and he felt a power around him that resembled death, or perhaps loss. But it was not painful, and certainly not as stifling as his recent terror. It was a feeling of loss and removal from his being, but a somewhat pleasant one, as if he were being relieved of a burden. A muffled, unintelligible phrase was uttered by this spectral apparition of Dar'Naala, and it seemed as if multiple contorted voices were speaking in tandem. Entyhr did not understand what she said, but her presence was soothing and... piercing. He felt as if his chest was being forced open and a heavy, powerful, burning light were drilling its way in, straight into his heart. A feeling he could not explain, but felt as familiar to him as breathing and walking.

Was this the fabled Force the ever-mysterious Jedi spoke of?

Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:

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  • Kira13
Throm'ka, potential recruit!

You have taken a tremendous step with this submission! You will receive an 'official' response in due time, but meanwhile you may wish to ensure you've reviewed the following:
  • Rules (Remember, ignorance is no excuse in the case of rule-breaking! Don't make the Peon Overseers lash you with the whip any more than necessary!)
  • Policies (There are some policies that may be rather uncommon, so if you have not yet checked them then spare a moment to do so!)

Some extra reading that may be of use:
Soon, you should receive a reply to your submission from one of the Peon Overseers informing you of whether you are a suitable candidate for Peonship. Be patient! Just review the above information and a response will come before you know it! As an aside, I think Peon andyraslan has an... er... 'interesting' ring to it, eh?
Hello there, andyraslan! Welcome to Conquest of the Horde!

I'm glad you're interested in a Mentor! One will be assigned to you and will contact you ASAP!

Do you have Skype? If so, you should check out this thread! Feel free to add my Skype (loxmardin) as well, if you want to chat, ask questions or have me add you to the official CotH Skype Group, manually!

Remember to register your in-game account in the Account Management page with the exact information you registered your forum name under. Also, take a look at this announcement about the .LFRP command! It's totally useful!

As per standard approval procedure, I'm going to link you to a few nice places that it certainly doesn't hurt if you double-check and make yourself extra familiar with. These are the Rules and Policies, as well as the FAQs. They've got a bunch of vital information in them. Don't forget to "/join Chat" for general chatter, "/join Barrens" for general randomness and more spammy chatter in-game!

Without further ado, welcome to the server and I hope we'll see you around!

Happy RPing!

Overseer Loxmardin
(09-16-2014, 09:28 AM)Kira13 Wrote: :O More Romanians! I'm probably gonna be bonkey by the GMs for this, but.. saluuuuut, bine ai venit pe CotH!


Add Kira13f (Cristian Marcus from Zalau) on Skype and we can talk! :D
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