07-10-2014, 11:07 AM
Race of character/NPC: Naga(Uncertain on ooc race. Thinking Blood Elf)
Class of character/NPC: Warrior
Name of character/NPC: Zashar
Exact modelID requested: 2595
Duration that character will be used: Permanent
Purpose for the character/NPC: General RP purposes, alongside hopefully sparking a bit more 'out of town' RP. Ultimately intended to spice up more casual roleplay with a hint of the ordinary.
Location the character/NPC will reside: Anywhere near the coast. Neutral locations to begin with.
Level requested: 85
Any special equipment needed: None currently.
Profile
Class of character/NPC: Warrior
Name of character/NPC: Zashar
Exact modelID requested: 2595
Duration that character will be used: Permanent
Purpose for the character/NPC: General RP purposes, alongside hopefully sparking a bit more 'out of town' RP. Ultimately intended to spice up more casual roleplay with a hint of the ordinary.
Location the character/NPC will reside: Anywhere near the coast. Neutral locations to begin with.
Level requested: 85
Any special equipment needed: None currently.
Profile
Spoiler:
Player: Avitz
Character Full Name: Zashar
Character In-Game Name: Zashar
Nickname(s): N/A
Association(s): None
Race: Naga
Class: Warrior
Skills and Abilities: (Only necessary if there are any abnormal/notable skills/abilities for the character's class)
Age: 226
Sex: Male
Hair: Fintacular-Bright bold yellows and oranges.
Eyes: Orange, with a snake-like iris.
Scale/Height: TBD
Usual Garments/Armor: Zashar can typically be found clad in a simple set of scale-mail, focused on protecting his uppers in case anything can get through his typically rugged scaled skin. Most of this is covered by a mixture of materials, mostly leather straps.
Personality: Zashar is an exceptionally cautious individual, having left the fruitless comfort of his tribe to hopefully ascend to glories greater than he would of proverbially bending a knee to authority - But he's well aware of the path's length and dangers. He therefore thinks of his own hide before others and would be unlikely to think twice about letting others shoulder the hard work or risks if he considered them too dangerous.
More personally, the Naga is polite despite the only decent grasp of common - his spoken word occasionally slipping into hisses should the he say roll off the tongue in that way. He restrains himself activity - After all, most land dwellers would likely not be too keen on stirring conversation with a hostile race beyond what is needed to get by. In regards to world views, he finds himself looking cautiously at both the Alliance, because of the strong seat of power the Night Elves (and hence their views on the Naga) have nestled within the faction, and the Horde, because of assumptions that due to recent hostilities with his kind that he might not be welcomed heart-fully.
History(WIP):
Zashar hatched to the Spitelash tribe, versed in the mess of war as part of his tribe from a very young age. He was eager to fight his kind's cause and fight he did earning prestige on his hunts and battles that he partakes in. For what seemed to be most of his youth he found that the skies were the limit to his prestigious tribe, lead by a warlord no less!
As he aged, he found himself becoming more aware of the outside world. External threats to the tribe's names changed from 'Prey' to 'Kaldorei' and 'Orc', he learned that there was more to his kind - even mingling with other tribes on very brief occasions. He learned of his kinds leader, her past and her motivations for the warlike nature of not only his tribe, but his entire race. He figured something out very quickly when he started to put pieces together and came to a conclusion of his own about the Naga - He was just a tool for another's vengeance. Without saying a word of his intentions, Zashar left the tribe behind and drifted out into the seas, planning to see the world and pave out a path and fate of his own.
For the next few years he ventured across the seas, only heading to land only in more desperate situations. In those fleeting moments, he eventually began painting a picture of the world above, adding names to races he had considered prior to just be 'hostile threats'. Eventually, he began to find himself venturing onto land out of curiosity instead, peeking his head into the occasional goblin town (Only to be shoo'd away, usually).
Character Full Name: Zashar
Character In-Game Name: Zashar
Nickname(s): N/A
Association(s): None
Race: Naga
Class: Warrior
Skills and Abilities: (Only necessary if there are any abnormal/notable skills/abilities for the character's class)
Age: 226
Sex: Male
Hair: Fintacular-Bright bold yellows and oranges.
Eyes: Orange, with a snake-like iris.
Scale/Height: TBD
Usual Garments/Armor: Zashar can typically be found clad in a simple set of scale-mail, focused on protecting his uppers in case anything can get through his typically rugged scaled skin. Most of this is covered by a mixture of materials, mostly leather straps.
Personality: Zashar is an exceptionally cautious individual, having left the fruitless comfort of his tribe to hopefully ascend to glories greater than he would of proverbially bending a knee to authority - But he's well aware of the path's length and dangers. He therefore thinks of his own hide before others and would be unlikely to think twice about letting others shoulder the hard work or risks if he considered them too dangerous.
More personally, the Naga is polite despite the only decent grasp of common - his spoken word occasionally slipping into hisses should the he say roll off the tongue in that way. He restrains himself activity - After all, most land dwellers would likely not be too keen on stirring conversation with a hostile race beyond what is needed to get by. In regards to world views, he finds himself looking cautiously at both the Alliance, because of the strong seat of power the Night Elves (and hence their views on the Naga) have nestled within the faction, and the Horde, because of assumptions that due to recent hostilities with his kind that he might not be welcomed heart-fully.
History(WIP):
Zashar hatched to the Spitelash tribe, versed in the mess of war as part of his tribe from a very young age. He was eager to fight his kind's cause and fight he did earning prestige on his hunts and battles that he partakes in. For what seemed to be most of his youth he found that the skies were the limit to his prestigious tribe, lead by a warlord no less!
As he aged, he found himself becoming more aware of the outside world. External threats to the tribe's names changed from 'Prey' to 'Kaldorei' and 'Orc', he learned that there was more to his kind - even mingling with other tribes on very brief occasions. He learned of his kinds leader, her past and her motivations for the warlike nature of not only his tribe, but his entire race. He figured something out very quickly when he started to put pieces together and came to a conclusion of his own about the Naga - He was just a tool for another's vengeance. Without saying a word of his intentions, Zashar left the tribe behind and drifted out into the seas, planning to see the world and pave out a path and fate of his own.
For the next few years he ventured across the seas, only heading to land only in more desperate situations. In those fleeting moments, he eventually began painting a picture of the world above, adding names to races he had considered prior to just be 'hostile threats'. Eventually, he began to find himself venturing onto land out of curiosity instead, peeking his head into the occasional goblin town (Only to be shoo'd away, usually).