First of all, Good Morning (or whatever timezone it is) ladies and gentlemen! I hope you enjoy the backstory of my character, I haven't roleplayed since 3-4 years, I used to be one of the best and everyone called me Loremaster..bored of PvE and PvP I wanna get back, so please give me your best criticism, Enjoy! This is a small summarized version since I'm too lazy to make it bigger. I no longer have this character so I can't show a screenshot (unless there's a 3d model maker somewhere I can't find) so..please enjoy in memory
Basic Information
Character Name:Tyruis Duskmane
Title: N/A
Gender:Male
Race:Human
Affiliation:Nesingwary Expedition (Neutral, Lawful Good)
Status:Living Mortal
Relatives:Unknown (adopted)
Mentor:Experienced Hunters in the Expedition., Himself, Hunter Districts in Stormwind.
Companion:Ripper (Black fox)
Basic Description
Inside. Likes: Ripper, Himself, Hunting, Friends, Alcohol, Adventure.
Dislikes: Corruption, Greed, Harsh Criticism,His "father"
Outside:Tyruis is a fair-skinned man with a brown ponytail, he has almond-brown eyes , a fair brown-beard that covers his lower face and a light brown hat with blue-lines around. He has blue "pirates" shirt and pants, brown bear leather boots, brown vest with blue and gold stripes around it. He has a brown beltbuckle with a black bullet pouch, and a few hidden blades, he has 2 medium sized daggers and 1 large rapier, some traps, he has a wolf-fur cloak with a quicker of arrows behind it and a crossbow attached onto it. (Imagine the Black Swashbuckler's armor + Tier 9 Rogue )
Strengths=Expertise on Weapons allows him to survive through sneak attacks and make them himself, also good for dealing with more than 1 espescially with his pet.
Weaknesses= Powerful Mages, Seduction. Tyruis is a sucker for that.
Early Life: Tyruis was born in an empty cabin close to Goldshire, he was the bastard child of a thief. His mother was eventually starved to death and later killed by the same man after an argument over the child, he was going to steal him for himself.
Tyruis cried and shouted..starving and famine..he was near death, he could barely breath anymore..there was no hope. However, a passing priest was sent on a mission from Stormwind..he heard the crying baby and noticed that it was in a room filled with the stench of death and a corpse, after a fight an argument with the Father, he quickly delivered the boy back to the orphanage in Stormwind, he was then taken care of in the Orphanage and had a "Decent" time.
Childhood-Teen:Not much had happened in these years, he was taught in the languages of Common and Dwarven. He did what every other child had done, be educated in the the arts, from Basic Language to History to Combat. Tyruis always favored History..he knows alot about Azeroth and and a little bit about "Alien Planets". After years passed he mastered Common and Dwarven, knows a tremendously large about of Azeroth's History. He eventually left the Orphanage once being decided too old and looked around for combat-training. However, every now and then he would visit the Chapel and pray, the priests would teach him basic knowledge of the light but Tyruis wasn't really..interested..however they did teach him much about Life and he was grateful for that. He also learned quite alot with the fee with basic hunting for skins.
When being trained in combat..he was somewhat of a hybrid, A Hybrid of a Rogue and Hunter. His arm-speed allowed him to shoot using a crossbow fairly quick, he was taught quickly how to properly use a flintlock and other guns, he a decent amount of knowledge of camouflage and stealth but chooses to stay in his normal garb if not hunting, he learned the lethal spots of the body and where to strike with his small blades, medium-sized dagger, large-rapier and his fists, he improved his sprinting and running speeds and started to be able to take "Aspects" of beasts, he learned what poisons are useful to kill and what are useful to stun and everything of the sort, he always kept a sharpening stone for any weapon he had. He also learned trapping with nets and magically-infused traps. Finally, he learned the use of a throwing knife and how to use "arcane" and "explosions" into his shots. Now that he knew how to fight..he couldn't stay at the "Operations-Base" forever, he had to find himself shelter and work. ..He looked around in fairly shaded areas...he found an innkeeper who's owner beared..a very awkward ring..it felt so familair but Tyruis just couldn't recouldgnize it, regardless he worked there at day for 5 gold per week and a complementary house, at night he worked as a Beast-Hunter, selling hides of beasts. After weeks of the same repetition he found an interesting tome at a deserted cabin..it smelled rotten of death...it felt all too familiar..he also found a familiar man there..The owner of the Inn, Josh Bridenwald.
Vengeance,Prooving yourself a man- Tyruis realized what was going on..this was the house he was born in..the innkeeper stole a signet ring that was familiar to him..the family signet ring. However, he didn't know his intentions, he heard a small cackle..Tyruis was at rage,however he realized he had to keep his cool for anything surprising, he stood hiding outside the house..waiting for an opportunity. After almost an hour..Josh fell asleep, he was leaving the house. Unfortunately he didn't..well, a part of him did..his head. Tyruis knew there was no way backing off from this...he ran away with all the gold he had, cleaned his signet ring and put it on..a silver ring with black-runes inscripted into it and a small jewel atop a Golden-mini lion. Tyruis was now 20 years old, he had a decent amount of money from all the hunting he'd made..alot of skill and experience..he ran off to a land where he heard there was Four-foot game and that you'd be rewarded with money, the name was "Nesingwary".
Reaching Stranglethorn-After days if not weeks of running away, he reached a small dark area named Darkshire..he had a torchlight on his hand as he quickly noticed a fox run to him, he prepared his dagger for a strike as suddenly..the fox quickly dodged it..Tyruis was going to try a different tactic until he realized the fox was friendly..the fox seemed a bit at unease..Tyruis didn't want to kill it or be killed...he found some meat from his savings and gave it to the fox..the fox however decided to follow him after eating.
Finally Tyruis reached Stranglethorn, however he had to deal with alot of trolls, to get his way through, as he did, however one pesky troll managed to get through him, this troll was skilled and dodged almost every attack..however the fox suddenly raged at it and killed him at a speed unseen before to Tyruis. Tyruis was a skilled hunter at this point and he noticed he had a skilled pet..he named it "Ripper" due to it's ferocity. He found a small spot and set camp and sleeped the night.
The next day, he reached the camp and talked with the fellow hunters about his adventures through the land, including Hemmet himself., and introduced Ripper. They all shared drinks and foods and stories. Since that day, the adventure began.
Ripper-Tyruis and Ripper always shared a special bond to each other, I suppose both had a shared rage yet an unknown heart..but that's a story that will be left for later.
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I apolgize if the read is too short or too long..and it might not be extremely good, I haven't rped in a couple of years..Enjoy however .