Greasel
Reason i'm here? Bordom mostly... That and i was thinking of killing you and stealing your cloak... I'm Greasel, otherwise known as "him" by the local guard after i torched the ophanage,the school and most of the night watch. Firstly off, i had an eventfull childhood in southshore, consisting of several experments inolving my siblings and the arcane arts. My brothers seemed to always have spiky hair after that... Unfortuantly for me, parental guidance set in and i was shipped off to the Academy of Arcane Arts and Sciences in stormwind. Good times followed, with the discovery that consuming vast amounts of volitile rum greatly improved the critical mass of a fireblast spell. Halfway through my second year i was suspended for torching part of the old town during late night drinking session. So still hungover from that night i used my newly mastered portal spell to return to southshore, and promptly hit the pub. Next thing i knew, someone who look just like me threw a frostbolt into my crotch and set my hair on fire... Followed shortly by his laughter and my torso exploding. Well after that i woke up in deathknell for some odd reason... Some idiot saying "welcome to the forsaken" before i set what was left of his hair on fire and heading to the nearest pub. Since then its been a haze of pubs, random explosive fun and several crowds with pitchforks. I think i went to darkshore once... although all i remember is that now everyone flee's when they see me... which i dont mind, since it lets me empty the tavern of booze. As of late, i have discovered that time travel is great fun, i mean, who wouldnt have fun creating a temporal paradox and pissing off the keepers of time? i think they have given up repairing the damage i do and simply send me to anywhere that is historically destroyed... My skills? oh well i do like seeing what things are like inside out, and as a side effect, i find skinning stuff to be an great passtime for those who like making puppet familys. Other than that, having to stich my arms back on after detonating the fumes in my stomach has made me a great talior! OOC: allrighy, for the real stuff, ive been playing WoW for about a year now, frost mage, talior, skinner... bout all i can say really...
Reason i'm here? Bordom mostly... That and i was thinking of killing you and stealing your cloak... I'm Greasel, otherwise known as "him" by the local guard after i torched the ophanage,the school and most of the night watch. Firstly off, i had an eventfull childhood in southshore, consisting of several experments inolving my siblings and the arcane arts. My brothers seemed to always have spiky hair after that... Unfortuantly for me, parental guidance set in and i was shipped off to the Academy of Arcane Arts and Sciences in stormwind. Good times followed, with the discovery that consuming vast amounts of volitile rum greatly improved the critical mass of a fireblast spell. Halfway through my second year i was suspended for torching part of the old town during late night drinking session. So still hungover from that night i used my newly mastered portal spell to return to southshore, and promptly hit the pub. Next thing i knew, someone who look just like me threw a frostbolt into my crotch and set my hair on fire... Followed shortly by his laughter and my torso exploding. Well after that i woke up in deathknell for some odd reason... Some idiot saying "welcome to the forsaken" before i set what was left of his hair on fire and heading to the nearest pub. Since then its been a haze of pubs, random explosive fun and several crowds with pitchforks. I think i went to darkshore once... although all i remember is that now everyone flee's when they see me... which i dont mind, since it lets me empty the tavern of booze. As of late, i have discovered that time travel is great fun, i mean, who wouldnt have fun creating a temporal paradox and pissing off the keepers of time? i think they have given up repairing the damage i do and simply send me to anywhere that is historically destroyed... My skills? oh well i do like seeing what things are like inside out, and as a side effect, i find skinning stuff to be an great passtime for those who like making puppet familys. Other than that, having to stich my arms back on after detonating the fumes in my stomach has made me a great talior! OOC: allrighy, for the real stuff, ive been playing WoW for about a year now, frost mage, talior, skinner... bout all i can say really...