Name: Bron Wildhoof
Nickname: Blofeld. Why he got this nickname it escapes him.
Age: Unknown
Race: Tauren
Gender: Male
Class: Druid / Draogonsworn
Personality:
An agent for the Bronze dragonflight, he is an ancestor. He is headstrong, yet calm at times. When provoked he gets into a beserk rage. He Pays reverence Bronze dragonflight and the cenarion circle. Others races and factions he will act neutrally towards until he can be sure of their intentions.
Appearance:
Brown with white patches. Horns are of a brown colour with a forward pointing position. He Generally wears leather armour with a polearm equipped when out of form. His main form is his Cat form. He sometimes gives off a bronze sheen. He has a patch over his right eye, how he lost it he will not tell.
Strengths:
Smart, a staunt ally when his trust is earnt and can surprise the enemy with his saveragy. He can almost sense what the next move of everyone will be
Weaknesses:
Being headstrong can lead to problems with others which can lead to combat, when he gets beserk he is unstoppable.
History:
Bron was born in the area now known as Mulgore before the war of the shifting sands. He and his tribe wandered The plains of kalimdor for many seasons. It is said his tribe met a druid on their travels, but that may be a myth. ten years later, He approached was approached The Bronze dragonflight and after proving his loyalty to the flight he bacame a Dragonsworn and has aged at a slow rate thanks to the powers of his patron flight.
During the war of the shifting sand he found at the side of his masters. He understood his masters lack of inaction until the foul qiraji attacked the caverns of time. The fighting was fierce and he watched as the mighty Grakkarond was felled, the tears that were shed for him will forever live with the dragonflight. A millenia later he was there To help put the qiraji menace to rest advising his fellow druids at cenarion point. From then until recently there are stories of a wild cat appearing to help a tauren in dire need.
He watched as his race was almost driven to extinction, but his masters told him not to interfere in the events. Much to his relief the orcs arrived on the shores of kalimdor recently. He fought at the battle of hyjal keep the sacred tree safe, He still hates the burning legion to this day and will do anything in his power to extinguish them.
He has gone back in time to aid adventurers numerous times at the orders of Chronormu. He has fought against the infinate dragonflight on numerous occasions but he senses a disturbing familiarity about them.
Recently he was tasked to explore Azeroth to watch for time disruption, and to keep an eye on the mortal races.
(first time so please be gentle *snigger* maybe i should mention more druidic stuff but heh. It will be fleshed out)