Name: Nieve (wip,tell me if you like it)
Age: 38 (I am guesiing around 18 in human years?)
Race: Frostborn
Gender: Male
Class: cavalry/paladin(read history)
Personality:He usually does not quit,no matter how big the challenge ahead of him., he is very headstrong and very innovated
Likes/Dislikes:He loves his boar Ebbe, he hates the undead and many giants,he hates cowards,he loves a good fight
Appearance:He looks like a normal dwarf at first but when you get closer he you can she that he is light blue.His beard is light blue and his eyes are black and he has a big nosed
Strengths/Weaknesses:He has a boar companion to help him through his travels,he is resistant to many frost and water spells,he is a beginner paladin,he knows how to get a good job done with elbow grease/He is young and maybe to stubborn and gets in fights for no good reason,he is used to cold environments so you might see him break a sweat.
History: He had normal life,he was born at his home call Frosthold as he was a child running just a bit out of his just out of the outskirts of his town he saw a small lightish blue boar.Seeing this boar in great pain he brought it back to his village.He watched as it got better and better and they grew up to be the best of friends.When they got older they went out in hunting parties to go get food for the his home.And soon enough one day changed his life as he meet the people from the south,the alliance. Soon enough after spending a few days with them and talking to them He figured he wanted to help them through their travels, he was going to help them kill the Lich king.
Soon enough Ebbe and him had got in the ranks they slowly they helped after the defeat of Naxxramas, then they stopped the Lich king's supply of Saronite by conquering Ulduar.And then came the trail of the champions,would he be able to defeat the Horde's champions?He did not really not know why the alliance or the horde were fighting but it did not matter to him,this was a tournament battle of wits,guts and pure strength, he was going to show these outsiders show to bring the pain.He slowly got better,he and Ebbe trained((montage>.>)) , he began to mount on him and when ever they would attack his opponents he would jump off of him and rise up over his head and shove his polearm under him so he was usually sure to get a head blow,if not the polearm would brace his fall.Soon enough he was ready to face the Lich king.
After some weeks they plagued the plague quarter,the bloodied up the blood quoter and smashed Frostwing Halls and soon he was standing amongst the highest place of Icecrown citadel.He thought to himself 'This will not be hard I mean look what I have done,I have killed everything that has come in my and I even had killed an old god,this is nothing compared to the journey it took to get here nothing, so he better get off his little throne and be ready for an era of pain.'And that is just what he did,they lost a few good men in their party but alas he was died.
The frostborn had felt such warmth from a shining light, one of the dwarves called it the 'light' and paladins wielded it.Soon enough he wanted to know more and more about it and why did it make him so happy when he was around it?Soon enough he figured he wanted to be a paladin so he left Azeroth so he could pursue his thoughts.He went to his cousins huge city to learn it,although it was quite to hot for him he thought he would get used to it.After one year he had learned many of the ways of the paladin but he had a lot to learn, so within his present and future travels he faced it head strong not backing down.
Author's notes: Please guys me if it has something wrong with it or if you liked it,food for thought!*Starts to hand out cookies*
---------- Post added 06-23-2010 at 07:32 PM ----------
:{ guess no one liked it *goes and runs in a corner and cries*