Saevio Durus
It was the slightest of touches, the demon's talon barely caressing the man's skin, but the sudden release of power sent Saevio flying through the air as if struck by lightning. Saevio rose from the ground, his head pounding and his muscles aching with an agony a hundred times worse than any axe stroke he had ever suffered. The daemon was gone, and where it had stood the ground was blackened as if by fire. He was aware of a strong bitter taint to the air that he had never smelled before. Every eye in the tribe was upon him and every mouth silently agape. Saevio's own axe lay where it had fallen, and he reached out to take it, noticing for the first time the furrow of exposed flesh that ran across his forearm in the shape of a skull - the mark of the blood god. His hands closed around the axe - hands that were his own and yet no longer the strong, broad hands he had borne. These were black and scaly with long taloned fingers, claws very much like those of the Daemon-kin. As he grasped the axe, he felt a surge of energy within his breast and his head cleared, all sensation of pain falling from him. He rose to his full height - seemingly greater than ever before - and looked upon his tribe with a new confidence and new sense of purpose. He felt strong, he felt powerful, and Saevio knew that he carried the blessing of Khorne along with his mark. He raised his axe above his head. "The bargain has been made!" he roared. Previous MMO experience (if any). Played FFXI for 2 years, Mithra RDM/SAM/RNG/THF Tried out DaoC, but got sidetracked to World of Warcrack by my digital pusherfriends. Stuck there, but I've always been slightly irked by the overly toonish feel, and lack of proper faction separation. (I think WoW's factions are more ideologically separated, not really representing good and evil. Thrall doesn't put babies' heads on spikes, the spoilsport.) Previous RP (Roleplaying) experience (if any). Used to play Mutant tabletop back in the day (I was the guy that rolled 20's ;) , and dabbled with D&D as well. How you found out about.
Warhammer Alliance - Regiment section of the Forum.
What interest you about WAR.
The promise of CLEAR distinction between good and evil, none of the carebear stuff... proper WAR. Since it's also oozing of lore and has been developed over many many years, and is made with close cooperation with the makers, it has the makings of a wonderful game.
What class/race you intend on playing.
If it wasn't apparent by my "intro" (hijacked from the Hordes of Chaos armybook), I'll be starting out as a Chaos Marauder, with the ambition to become a Champion of Chaos.
Where you are from (We intend to play on an EU server).
Recently moved to England, UK
Any other information.
I originally come from Sweden, I like japanese culture and I'm a little like Google, only for useless knowledge. Oh, the name's Patric by the way. Pleased ta meet'cha! :twisted:
It was the slightest of touches, the demon's talon barely caressing the man's skin, but the sudden release of power sent Saevio flying through the air as if struck by lightning. Saevio rose from the ground, his head pounding and his muscles aching with an agony a hundred times worse than any axe stroke he had ever suffered. The daemon was gone, and where it had stood the ground was blackened as if by fire. He was aware of a strong bitter taint to the air that he had never smelled before. Every eye in the tribe was upon him and every mouth silently agape. Saevio's own axe lay where it had fallen, and he reached out to take it, noticing for the first time the furrow of exposed flesh that ran across his forearm in the shape of a skull - the mark of the blood god. His hands closed around the axe - hands that were his own and yet no longer the strong, broad hands he had borne. These were black and scaly with long taloned fingers, claws very much like those of the Daemon-kin. As he grasped the axe, he felt a surge of energy within his breast and his head cleared, all sensation of pain falling from him. He rose to his full height - seemingly greater than ever before - and looked upon his tribe with a new confidence and new sense of purpose. He felt strong, he felt powerful, and Saevio knew that he carried the blessing of Khorne along with his mark. He raised his axe above his head. "The bargain has been made!" he roared. Previous MMO experience (if any). Played FFXI for 2 years, Mithra RDM/SAM/RNG/THF Tried out DaoC, but got sidetracked to World of Warcrack by my digital pusherfriends. Stuck there, but I've always been slightly irked by the overly toonish feel, and lack of proper faction separation. (I think WoW's factions are more ideologically separated, not really representing good and evil. Thrall doesn't put babies' heads on spikes, the spoilsport.) Previous RP (Roleplaying) experience (if any). Used to play Mutant tabletop back in the day (I was the guy that rolled 20's ;) , and dabbled with D&D as well. How you found out about