In the night ( open RP! )

[Sujjin]

Ok this is an open RP just give a character description and go with the story lol



Name: Sujjin Alas

Age:unknown

Gender:male

Race:Gnome

Class:Warrior

Description: Short,dark blonde hair,worn and tatterd but built for battle.

Equipment:Pauldrons and bracres of might a golden lionheart helm and all the other armor is Herosim...butover all of the he wears a battleworn brown cloak so the only piece of equipment that you can see is a great halberd of smiting that he never lets leave his sight.



Sujjin was walking down a road in the middle of the night when he heard the hackle of what sounded like gnolls...they didnt sound very far off the road...but before he could ponder this any further eight gnolls jumped out of the bushes all wielding swords...but Sujjin was ready...he swung his great halberd and cut a gnoll in two...the other seven gnolls seeing there comrad fall in combat swung there swords hoping to do damage...and it did...it ripped through Sujjin's cloak with great ease,it also went through his armor and into his flesh but adrenalin had set in and even though searing pain was rushing through his arm...he swung his halberd in a circle killing all the gnolls at once...then Sujjin started to black out...but just before he fell he heard a yell but he never saw whom it belonged to for he had collapsed due to loss of blood.

[Aldan]

Name: Folin Shadowblade
Age: 327 Years Old
Gender: Male
Race: Blood Elf
Class: Warrior
Description: Folin stands at six feet, seven inches tall, with a well-built body that betrays years of training and fighting. His hair is blonde as all Blood Elves are but has streaks of red in them. His eyes emits a soft reddish glow as well.
Equipment: Folin wears a complete suit of plate mail, coated a deep black and outfitted with spikes to help him in fights. The plate mail covers his chest and legs, his shoulders, and his feet. For hands, he wears heavy leather gloves to allow good grips on his axe. Most of his arms are unprotected, but that allows him better swings. He does not wear any helmet or headgear at all. As for his weapon of choice, Folin fights with a weapon he purchased from a merchant that had traveled from Duskwood; The two-handed axe called The Merciless Axe is his favorite weapon. His strength allows him to swing it with greater force. Folin also wear a large travelling cloak that he sleeps in sometimes.

Running toward the scene, Folin had yelled to get the gnolls attention before seeing that they had fallen against the gnome. Impressed at the little fellow, the Blood Elf decided to stay and see if he could help.

First, he had disposed of the stupid gnolls' corpses and burned them. Carrying back one torch, Folin managed to gather enough firewood and started a campfire. He then brought the Gnome over near the fire to keep him warm and placed his cloak under the guy's head for comfort.

"Hey, little Gnome. You all right?" Folin watched as he hoped the guy would awake soon.

[Sarcus]

Name:Sarcureus

Age:19

Gender:male

Race:Gnome

Class:Warlock

Description: Short,blond hair,not very strong he mostly uses spells and his imp in figths. And he loves shiny things, he's not the smartest gnome you can meet

Equipment:Red robe whit gold trim and a wand whit an big shiny gem on the top.

Sarcureus walked down the road when he suddenly saw an elf watching on a gnome, at first he thougth that the had killed the gnome and he summoned his imp commanded it to take out the elf. the imp sneakd form behind and hit the elf so he fainted. then he ran over to look at the gnome when he found that he had just fainted. So he sat himself down to wait for the gnome to wake up.

[Sarcus]

((im going to see my favorite serie on the tv now))

[Aldan]

((Nice godmodding, lol...))

Groaning as he sat back up, Folin looked around and saw a gnome sitting by the sleeping one and an imp nearby. They didn't seem to have noticed that he had awaken. Picking up his axe, Folin slammed his axe's handle over the imp's head, knocking him out and closed his fingers around the gnome's neck while keeping a hand over his mouth.

"What in the hell did you have to attack me for!? I was sitting down peacefully, waiting for the gnome to wake up after I found him in a fight with gnolls! By the Sunwell, my head hurts!"

Folin grumbled as he kept hid hand on the gnome's neck while letting him talk. As he did, Folin kept a foot on the imp's back, keeping it pinned down. "So, whats your excuse for knocking me out or adventurers will be finding a gnome and an imp in the morning, with broken necks!"

[Sarcus]

Sarcureus had almost fainted after what just happend. Talking whit an small voice he said "i tougth you had killed him" then he fainted from the shock.

[Sarcus]

(( i forgot to tell in description that i had just finished training as a warlock.))

[Aldan]

"Great. Now I gotta watch two gnomes." Folin groaned and sat back down and let the new gnome drop to the ground. He watched as the imp got up and started cursing at him. "Shut it, you stupid imp..." and proceed to hit the imp with the axe's shaft again, knocking him out a second time. "Man... This is just a weird day..."

[Nork]

Name: Blimp
Sex: Male
Age: 162
Race: Dwarf
Class: Hunter
Equipment: Blimp wears simple tanned leather hides. A brown vest and brown breeches, large furry boots and black gloves. Upon his head he wears Gryphon feathers (like indians do with eagle feathers). An axe that is nothing more than a hatchet. Small throwing axes. A large bore boomstick with a scope that covers the entire length of the gun.
Discription: Real name, Agmath Wildhammer. He aquired the nick name Blimp after his exceptionally large beer gut. Born and raised at Aeire's Peak. His father was one of the founders of Grim Batol and 16th in line for the high throne of the great mountain. Whilst growing up in Aeirs Peak, Agmath found that he had affinity with animals, and became one of the many Gryphon trainers. A high social order indeed. But Agamath was restless and felt there there was so much to do, other than train Gryphons. He longed to see the mountains of Ironforge and Redridge. Explore the vast caverns deep with the earth.
But his plans for exploration were cut short when he was enlisted in the Ironforge Rifles Battalion and fought in the first and scound war. An injury during the last battle of the secound war left Agmath unable to fight in the third war. Sp he stayed in the training camps and recruitmant centers in Ironforge, we got a taste for drinking beer and telling stories. And thus is where he got his beer gut and his nickname.
One night, as Agmath was strolling along the paths outside Ironforge. He had stumbled upon a snow leopard. It was badly injured where some children had been tourtering and provoking it. Its injuries had cripple him. Feeling an empathy for the creature, Agmath took him in and they have been advernturing together ever since. Haveing no use for his own name anymore, he named the leopard Agmath.

Blimp was happily trotong down the road, not really giveing a care where he was. Agmath, senseing his masters lightend mood, bounded in the shrubbery, chaseing rabbits and fox's. With his boomstick over his shoulder, his axe hung to his left side and his throwing axes hung from a pouch on his right.

Blimp was stopped short when he saw an Elf of all things, drop a Gnome by the throught and crack a funny looking crature with the heft of his sword.

"Well well" thought Blimp "looks like we got ourselves a highway man"

Blimp plucked an axe from his pouched and launched it at the Elf. Bearly running close enough to give the Elf a haircut. It struck the tree and splintered its bark.

Agmath, sensing the sudden hostilities, bounded out from the undergrowth and growled at the nearest thing his saw, all his yellow teeth showing, his head craned low to the ground. Blimp swung his rifle to bare, the crosshairs pointing at the Elfs right ear.

"Oi yer friggin useless animal, tah friggin Elf" Blimp hissed at his pet, which didnt mova and continued to growl at the at the buse.

"pkay, ill give yer one chance to explain ya sen', what ya be doin' te mah cousins" Blimp hissed at the Elf, his index finger gentlyy squeezing the trigger.

[Aldan]

"Hmm?" Folin turned his head to look at the newcomer. He had felt something fly about and turned to see that it was an axe. Turning back to the dwarf that held a gun pointed at him, Folin chuckled. "Sheesh, everytime someone comes, they attack me! What do I have? A "Kick Me" sign on my back?"

Getting up slowly as to not frighten the dwarf into attacking him, again that is, Folin dropped his axe to the ground and held his arms out. "As you can see, I'm unarmed. Folin Shadowblade at your service, and the reason why I'm sitting by your cousins, master dwarf, is because I'm making sure nothing attack them while they're asleep."

"The one with the halberd, I found unconscious in a battle against gnolls. The second, attacked me with his imp after he found me sitting by the first one. I can only assume he thought I had fought his own kind. While in my grasp, the second one fainted on me, and I happen to knock his imp out as well so it wouldn't give me any trouble."

Letting his arm down, Folin shrugged as he picked up his axe and strapped it back onto his back. "Well, anything else or will you be shooting me?"

[Nork]

Blimp paused for a secound, shooting him would be no good sport, he is unarmed, or was till he bent over and picked up his axe. He seemed mild mannered enough for the Dwarfs likeing. He shouldered his boomstick and gave a rather menacing and piercing evil look at Agmath, who cowered and slunk off back into the bushes, as the Dwarf went and sat down next to the Elf.

'The names Agmath Wildhammer of Aerie's Peak. Whats a' Blood Elf this far awaee from home?'

Blimp stretched his arms out and laid back in the snow.

[FeBus]

Name: Quen' Vaern

Race: Blood Elf

Class: Hunter

Age: 16

Pet Name: Dingo

Skills: Scouting for the Horde, Tracking Down any Enemy

Equipment: A Tattered Horde scouting tabard and Champions Pursance armor.

Backround: Very Skilled for his age he was trained by one of the most skilled hunters in the Horde.


As he Scouted in a Desolate Snow covered land he saw a Dwarf and another Blood Elf. The Dwarf Seemed to be helping his Blood Elf friend so he decided to stay out of sight and spy on the Dwarf. The Dwarf was obviously far more skilled then Quel, but if anything fishy happened Quel would stun the Dwarf giving him time to flee back to a Horde camp.