First and foremost: Tell us about yourself, as a player:
Hello, my names Rudolph Jordon Sinclair, call me Rudy. I'm 18 and I'm interested in roleplaying although I've never taken a proper go at it. I know the basics but like never had the chance to get into it. I like video games, mainly RPGs but I'm into various other genres. I like sports, mainly Ice Hockey and WWE Wrestling. My favorite team is Tampa Bay Lightning.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?:
I'm originally from Ireland, although I live in England now. My family have moved to and from Ireland a lot over my life. I'm also half German, hence why my name is so un-Irish.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
I started playing Warcraft from the RTS's then when WoW was released I played it up until the released of BC then stopped. I've recently got back into it.
What made you seek our server over others? (Or how did you find us?):
I was looking for a roleplay server, one that wasn't filled with immature little kids and the people who think they're "elites".
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
As I've recently stated, I'm fairly new at roleplaying. So I'm up to try anything. I don't have a particular favorite.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
I don't have a favorite race really, I like both the elven races; (Night and Blood). My favorite class is a hunter. I'm a huge fan of archery medieval archers.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I hope to find a friendly and active roleplaying community.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
The whole maturity concept is a main focus for me.
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!:
I could feel the cold waves splash against my ankles, the heat of the sand on which I stood. The sun was beating down upon me, the wind gently caressed my body, causing my hair to sway. I could hear nothing but the wind and the water, smell nothing but the sea. A perfect moment of the universe. All ruined in a instant. A shriek of terror came from behind me, i gasped in shock, quickly turning to see where it came from. My eyes scanned the near-empty beach for the source. There at the far end atop the rocks I saw it, a boy lying lifeless in his mothers arms. The look of nothing more than pure agony on her face. I sprinted to her aid, as I approached her she didn't look up, her eyes fixed to the dead eyes of the boy.
"What's happened?" I whispered, shock clinging to my voice as I forced out the words. She let out a sob, barely able to get her words out behind the tears, "I-I-I d-don't know. One m-minute he was smiling and laughing, the n-next he was.." she sobbed again unable to finish but I caught the gist of it. I looked to the boys body for any reason why. He looked normal, no cuts or bruises, no blood. I looked him up and down once more then slowly brought my eyes to his face. He looked strangely familiar to me, as if I had known him all my life.
I began to look at his features individually, long and hard. His mouth was unremarkable, his nose and cheeks also. His hair was of a moderate length, unkept in style and of a chocolate brown color, again nothing remarkable about it. Finally, I came to look into his eyes, the deep green colour put me into a trance, "I know these eyes." I thought to myself.
I lowered myself onto my knee, and turned to face the woman. I looked at her through her tears, my eyebrows shooting up in shock, "Mother?"
My eyes shoot open in shock, I sat up feeling the bed clothes sticking to my skin from the sweat. I found myself gasping for air. I brought my hand up to feel my forehead, caked in sweat aswell.
"It was a dream, nothing but a dream."
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
Nothing springs to mind.
Hello, my names Rudolph Jordon Sinclair, call me Rudy. I'm 18 and I'm interested in roleplaying although I've never taken a proper go at it. I know the basics but like never had the chance to get into it. I like video games, mainly RPGs but I'm into various other genres. I like sports, mainly Ice Hockey and WWE Wrestling. My favorite team is Tampa Bay Lightning.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?:
I'm originally from Ireland, although I live in England now. My family have moved to and from Ireland a lot over my life. I'm also half German, hence why my name is so un-Irish.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
I started playing Warcraft from the RTS's then when WoW was released I played it up until the released of BC then stopped. I've recently got back into it.
What made you seek our server over others? (Or how did you find us?):
I was looking for a roleplay server, one that wasn't filled with immature little kids and the people who think they're "elites".
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
As I've recently stated, I'm fairly new at roleplaying. So I'm up to try anything. I don't have a particular favorite.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
I don't have a favorite race really, I like both the elven races; (Night and Blood). My favorite class is a hunter. I'm a huge fan of archery medieval archers.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I hope to find a friendly and active roleplaying community.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
The whole maturity concept is a main focus for me.
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!:
I could feel the cold waves splash against my ankles, the heat of the sand on which I stood. The sun was beating down upon me, the wind gently caressed my body, causing my hair to sway. I could hear nothing but the wind and the water, smell nothing but the sea. A perfect moment of the universe. All ruined in a instant. A shriek of terror came from behind me, i gasped in shock, quickly turning to see where it came from. My eyes scanned the near-empty beach for the source. There at the far end atop the rocks I saw it, a boy lying lifeless in his mothers arms. The look of nothing more than pure agony on her face. I sprinted to her aid, as I approached her she didn't look up, her eyes fixed to the dead eyes of the boy.
"What's happened?" I whispered, shock clinging to my voice as I forced out the words. She let out a sob, barely able to get her words out behind the tears, "I-I-I d-don't know. One m-minute he was smiling and laughing, the n-next he was.." she sobbed again unable to finish but I caught the gist of it. I looked to the boys body for any reason why. He looked normal, no cuts or bruises, no blood. I looked him up and down once more then slowly brought my eyes to his face. He looked strangely familiar to me, as if I had known him all my life.
I began to look at his features individually, long and hard. His mouth was unremarkable, his nose and cheeks also. His hair was of a moderate length, unkept in style and of a chocolate brown color, again nothing remarkable about it. Finally, I came to look into his eyes, the deep green colour put me into a trance, "I know these eyes." I thought to myself.
I lowered myself onto my knee, and turned to face the woman. I looked at her through her tears, my eyebrows shooting up in shock, "Mother?"
My eyes shoot open in shock, I sat up feeling the bed clothes sticking to my skin from the sweat. I found myself gasping for air. I brought my hand up to feel my forehead, caked in sweat aswell.
"It was a dream, nothing but a dream."
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
Nothing springs to mind.
