05-21-2010, 03:50 PM
First and foremost: Tell us about yourself, as a player.:
Well, as a Player, I am foremost kind and will help out new folks in the roleplaying buisness. I've been known to be a "Roleplaying Patriot" back in my old server, But personally, I dont think i'm as great as they say. That is why I came to Conquest of the Horde. Now about MYSELF, I'm Young, Agile, and Funny. I'd rather not speak outwards about my description if you don't mind.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?
I come from Germany. I although have yet to speak much German, for I am also A Third Scottish and a Third British. My Primary language would be english.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
The Old Fashioned Way: Warcraft 1, Orcs and Humans. THen carrying on towards Warcraft 2, Then 3, then Finally World of Warcraft.
What made you seek our server over others? (or How did you find us?):
Google. All I did was type in "Roleplaying Private server" and you guys popped up.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
There is no such thing as "Kinds of Roleplay". Roleplay is just Roleplay, You roleplay Anywhere, a tavern, a mountain chasm, a Deep sea city, a Castle in the Sky, Etcetera.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
That is a Touch question right there, I have MANY, and I mean MANY Races and Classes to choose from in my "Favorites list". But if you're refering to PLAYABLE races and Classes, I would have to say Either "Troll Mage" or "Dwarf Hunter". Why? Well the Stout, strong, and Beer loving Dwarves appeal to me in a way I cannot describe. The Groovey, Spiritual, funky accent Trolls ALSO are hard to describe why I like them.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I expect it, truthfully, to be hard and strict on roleplaying. Nothing Ruins a Roleplaying server more than a PVPing Newbie slashing and hacking for "l33t H0n0r P01n75 LOL!!1!!!!!".
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
"Maturity", For it's comepletely true guidelines on what may happen and what not to do when In-Game Roleplaying, to avoid being looked apon as a Immature Brat.
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!:
The Story of "Kargan Zenn Ironbeard"
(Yes, this is MY STORY, any of you who do not think it to be is wrong comepletely)
Zenn's parents were much called “Odd people†or “Different†than most Wildhammer dwarves, His parents had some Dark Iron blood in their veins and even though everyone liked having them around, they never understood how it happened. Back before Zenn's parent's parent's parent's parent's parents were around, was FIRST Khargan Ironbeard. He was a Dark Iron dwarf and back then, he and his family were friends with a Wildhammer family. Soon Khargan fell in love with a Girl apart of the Wildhammer family (If you must know, the Stormhammer Family) named Lana and Lana felt the same about Khargan. I don't need to tell you to figure out that they got married and had kids, so let's get back to Zenn! Zenn's real name was Khargan like his grandfather, great grandfather, and great GREAT grandfather (The First), and Zenn was his middle name, which he preferred more than Khargan (Noting to himself that it sounded like a “Steel Scorpionâ€Â).
Whilst as a Baby, his Mother and Father both were Wildhammers, but the Father; Haggus Ironbeard had Dark Iron in his blood and you'd have to be blind not to see that. Once Zenn was a bit older, he was picked on by various kids that he was a Dark Iron Traitor. Zenn was much more respected once he reached the Age of Forty four; he was working with his Mother (Maria Ironbeard (Real name Maria Stonehammer)) at a Local Tavern in Ironforge, They had moved there to earn some gold coins to provide for their family, And it was in there Zenn was then urging for the Feeling of adventure; much like his father. He dreamed about searching the Exotic lands of Kalimdor, Northrend, and (Even though it was said around his time a Myth) Pandaria. His Mother always wanted the best for Zenn, but she was also sad and afraid if Zenn had ended up like his Father.
After short few decades of working at the tavern (The Stonefire Tavern to be Exact), Zenn decided to take a walk out in Dun Morogh to get to know the province better, and to mostly meet his old friends at Kharanos, from Loch Modan. Seems it was almost Zenn's Seventy-Fourth birthday and his friends; Amelia Stovestout, Sophie Embersteel, Fergus Embersteel, and Deggan Gryphontalon, decided to come to Dun Morogh to celebrate with him. He and his friends each shared funny stories, their lives, and how they're doing topped off with Ironforge Ales. It was hours before Zenn returned back to The Stonefire Tavern, and once he got there, he found out that his mother appeared to not be inside. He didn't think that she closed shop and went to find him but instead thought she went to bed, for it was a very late hour when Zenn returned. So, Zenn went upstairs to his room and fell asleep.
The Next morning, he woke up and his Mother appeared to not be anywhere in sight. He grew suspicious and walked downstairs seeing the time as 7:30 A.M., He decided not to open shop today until his Mother was found, so he went out of the store, making sure to lock it, and walked through Ironforge to find her. After a full length of Five hours, he assumed the worst and went to the Police station to get aid into finding her. Once he got there, not only was his mother there, But as a Prisoner. He went up to the Ironforge guards there and said “Oi! Why be ye havin' me Mum inside that there Cell, Mates?! What did she be doin' that caused so mooch grief that ye be lockin' her up!?â€Â. The guards looked at Zenn crossly, and said to him: “Lad, yer mum was found out t'be married to a Dark Iron, dems dwarves AIN'T to be Trusted! An' neither are their accomplices!â€Â. Zenn was infuriated and shouted “So me Mum was married to a Dark Iron Dwarf, What's the bloody big deal!? Me Father ain't no crook an' he never will be! So, le'go o' me mum NOW!â€Â.
The Guards were under orders they said to him to not allow such people be free in their walls. Zenn made a complaint to the King of Ironforge explaining the entire ordeal. The King refused to his demands the Rage of Zenn only made the sentence to his mother even worse, soon it reached “Deathâ€Â. Later that day of night, Zenn grew hatred to the customs of Ironforge, and also mourned a very close person in his life. The next Morning, Zenn packed up everything in The Stonefire Tavern, sold all the Wine, and took the Family items there and moved them all back and fourth through long journeys back to his hometown, Thelsamar.
He was acquainted with all his Mothers, Fathers, and His stuff back inside the Old Home. While there, he remembered the thought of Adventure, Thrill, treasure, all those things that were in the back of his mind now came loose, and he had enough money now to make it possible. Two years passed, and the quaint village of Thelsamar grew quite fond of him, it was almost hard to see Zenn go for them, for he had al the things required now... To adventure throughout the Exotic lands he had longed for as a Child.
One hundred years, yeah that's right; One hundred years passed and Zenn was still Adventuring, Exploring, Excavating, Prospecting, but he always had time to return home to re meet friends, nephews, nieces, Brother(Zenn's Brother is Unnamed in this Back-story) and join in on the Brewfests that come each year. Zenn although longed for a pet, but he could never find the right one. But one day, he was with a team of prospectors in The Storm Peaks of Northrend. Unfortunately, all of them died from the perilous dangers Zenn lead them through, seeing as how they weren't as Agile as this old dwarf.
One person of his team did seem to make it through each hazardous peril; he was Fergus Embersteel, (one of the four friends he mentioned.) he seemed to have joined Zenn in his adventures to share in the treasure and the Thrill. Then they reached a Cliff looking over a large open field and Fergus slipped on the side of the icy cliff and fell to his death. Zenn tried to save him in time, and he failed. Zenn then remembered the time his mother was executed just for being a Dark Iron Accomplice (If you can say “Being married to one†an Accomplice reason). He shed a teat for Fergus, a long time friend of his, now dead by a mere miss-step. Zenn climbed his way down the cliff into the field in search for Titan treasure, and then he saw in the distance a small and sad Rhino calf. He went up to it in the snow, shivering and calling out for its mother.
He looked down at the rhino child, and it looked up at him. Zenn grabbed medical supplies seeing it lie down in the snow, badly hurt, and fixed the baby rhino up. Once he did that he took it and him to a small cave so they could make camp and steer clear of the Stormy weather. Zenn looked at the Rhino and said to himself: “This wee tad be but a baby still… I bet its mum be a goner… p'raps I'll take care o' Th' li'l tike... yes...†and so, Zenn named the rhino: Rambi. From there on end, Zenn and Rambi have been taking vast adventures throughout Azeroth, and they'll keep on Adventuring until they die.
The End.
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
Well one thing comes to mind at that. I HOPE INDEED that you do not mind that, Being German, I have a nessessity to Capitalize most important Words in the Sentence... Usually.
Well, as a Player, I am foremost kind and will help out new folks in the roleplaying buisness. I've been known to be a "Roleplaying Patriot" back in my old server, But personally, I dont think i'm as great as they say. That is why I came to Conquest of the Horde. Now about MYSELF, I'm Young, Agile, and Funny. I'd rather not speak outwards about my description if you don't mind.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?
I come from Germany. I although have yet to speak much German, for I am also A Third Scottish and a Third British. My Primary language would be english.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
The Old Fashioned Way: Warcraft 1, Orcs and Humans. THen carrying on towards Warcraft 2, Then 3, then Finally World of Warcraft.
What made you seek our server over others? (or How did you find us?):
Google. All I did was type in "Roleplaying Private server" and you guys popped up.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
There is no such thing as "Kinds of Roleplay". Roleplay is just Roleplay, You roleplay Anywhere, a tavern, a mountain chasm, a Deep sea city, a Castle in the Sky, Etcetera.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
That is a Touch question right there, I have MANY, and I mean MANY Races and Classes to choose from in my "Favorites list". But if you're refering to PLAYABLE races and Classes, I would have to say Either "Troll Mage" or "Dwarf Hunter". Why? Well the Stout, strong, and Beer loving Dwarves appeal to me in a way I cannot describe. The Groovey, Spiritual, funky accent Trolls ALSO are hard to describe why I like them.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I expect it, truthfully, to be hard and strict on roleplaying. Nothing Ruins a Roleplaying server more than a PVPing Newbie slashing and hacking for "l33t H0n0r P01n75 LOL!!1!!!!!".
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
"Maturity", For it's comepletely true guidelines on what may happen and what not to do when In-Game Roleplaying, to avoid being looked apon as a Immature Brat.
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!:
The Story of "Kargan Zenn Ironbeard"
(Yes, this is MY STORY, any of you who do not think it to be is wrong comepletely)
Zenn's parents were much called “Odd people†or “Different†than most Wildhammer dwarves, His parents had some Dark Iron blood in their veins and even though everyone liked having them around, they never understood how it happened. Back before Zenn's parent's parent's parent's parent's parents were around, was FIRST Khargan Ironbeard. He was a Dark Iron dwarf and back then, he and his family were friends with a Wildhammer family. Soon Khargan fell in love with a Girl apart of the Wildhammer family (If you must know, the Stormhammer Family) named Lana and Lana felt the same about Khargan. I don't need to tell you to figure out that they got married and had kids, so let's get back to Zenn! Zenn's real name was Khargan like his grandfather, great grandfather, and great GREAT grandfather (The First), and Zenn was his middle name, which he preferred more than Khargan (Noting to himself that it sounded like a “Steel Scorpionâ€Â).
Whilst as a Baby, his Mother and Father both were Wildhammers, but the Father; Haggus Ironbeard had Dark Iron in his blood and you'd have to be blind not to see that. Once Zenn was a bit older, he was picked on by various kids that he was a Dark Iron Traitor. Zenn was much more respected once he reached the Age of Forty four; he was working with his Mother (Maria Ironbeard (Real name Maria Stonehammer)) at a Local Tavern in Ironforge, They had moved there to earn some gold coins to provide for their family, And it was in there Zenn was then urging for the Feeling of adventure; much like his father. He dreamed about searching the Exotic lands of Kalimdor, Northrend, and (Even though it was said around his time a Myth) Pandaria. His Mother always wanted the best for Zenn, but she was also sad and afraid if Zenn had ended up like his Father.
After short few decades of working at the tavern (The Stonefire Tavern to be Exact), Zenn decided to take a walk out in Dun Morogh to get to know the province better, and to mostly meet his old friends at Kharanos, from Loch Modan. Seems it was almost Zenn's Seventy-Fourth birthday and his friends; Amelia Stovestout, Sophie Embersteel, Fergus Embersteel, and Deggan Gryphontalon, decided to come to Dun Morogh to celebrate with him. He and his friends each shared funny stories, their lives, and how they're doing topped off with Ironforge Ales. It was hours before Zenn returned back to The Stonefire Tavern, and once he got there, he found out that his mother appeared to not be inside. He didn't think that she closed shop and went to find him but instead thought she went to bed, for it was a very late hour when Zenn returned. So, Zenn went upstairs to his room and fell asleep.
The Next morning, he woke up and his Mother appeared to not be anywhere in sight. He grew suspicious and walked downstairs seeing the time as 7:30 A.M., He decided not to open shop today until his Mother was found, so he went out of the store, making sure to lock it, and walked through Ironforge to find her. After a full length of Five hours, he assumed the worst and went to the Police station to get aid into finding her. Once he got there, not only was his mother there, But as a Prisoner. He went up to the Ironforge guards there and said “Oi! Why be ye havin' me Mum inside that there Cell, Mates?! What did she be doin' that caused so mooch grief that ye be lockin' her up!?â€Â. The guards looked at Zenn crossly, and said to him: “Lad, yer mum was found out t'be married to a Dark Iron, dems dwarves AIN'T to be Trusted! An' neither are their accomplices!â€Â. Zenn was infuriated and shouted “So me Mum was married to a Dark Iron Dwarf, What's the bloody big deal!? Me Father ain't no crook an' he never will be! So, le'go o' me mum NOW!â€Â.
The Guards were under orders they said to him to not allow such people be free in their walls. Zenn made a complaint to the King of Ironforge explaining the entire ordeal. The King refused to his demands the Rage of Zenn only made the sentence to his mother even worse, soon it reached “Deathâ€Â. Later that day of night, Zenn grew hatred to the customs of Ironforge, and also mourned a very close person in his life. The next Morning, Zenn packed up everything in The Stonefire Tavern, sold all the Wine, and took the Family items there and moved them all back and fourth through long journeys back to his hometown, Thelsamar.
He was acquainted with all his Mothers, Fathers, and His stuff back inside the Old Home. While there, he remembered the thought of Adventure, Thrill, treasure, all those things that were in the back of his mind now came loose, and he had enough money now to make it possible. Two years passed, and the quaint village of Thelsamar grew quite fond of him, it was almost hard to see Zenn go for them, for he had al the things required now... To adventure throughout the Exotic lands he had longed for as a Child.
One hundred years, yeah that's right; One hundred years passed and Zenn was still Adventuring, Exploring, Excavating, Prospecting, but he always had time to return home to re meet friends, nephews, nieces, Brother(Zenn's Brother is Unnamed in this Back-story) and join in on the Brewfests that come each year. Zenn although longed for a pet, but he could never find the right one. But one day, he was with a team of prospectors in The Storm Peaks of Northrend. Unfortunately, all of them died from the perilous dangers Zenn lead them through, seeing as how they weren't as Agile as this old dwarf.
One person of his team did seem to make it through each hazardous peril; he was Fergus Embersteel, (one of the four friends he mentioned.) he seemed to have joined Zenn in his adventures to share in the treasure and the Thrill. Then they reached a Cliff looking over a large open field and Fergus slipped on the side of the icy cliff and fell to his death. Zenn tried to save him in time, and he failed. Zenn then remembered the time his mother was executed just for being a Dark Iron Accomplice (If you can say “Being married to one†an Accomplice reason). He shed a teat for Fergus, a long time friend of his, now dead by a mere miss-step. Zenn climbed his way down the cliff into the field in search for Titan treasure, and then he saw in the distance a small and sad Rhino calf. He went up to it in the snow, shivering and calling out for its mother.
He looked down at the rhino child, and it looked up at him. Zenn grabbed medical supplies seeing it lie down in the snow, badly hurt, and fixed the baby rhino up. Once he did that he took it and him to a small cave so they could make camp and steer clear of the Stormy weather. Zenn looked at the Rhino and said to himself: “This wee tad be but a baby still… I bet its mum be a goner… p'raps I'll take care o' Th' li'l tike... yes...†and so, Zenn named the rhino: Rambi. From there on end, Zenn and Rambi have been taking vast adventures throughout Azeroth, and they'll keep on Adventuring until they die.
The End.
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
Well one thing comes to mind at that. I HOPE INDEED that you do not mind that, Being German, I have a nessessity to Capitalize most important Words in the Sentence... Usually.
