A little RP distraction…

I’ve had a couple RP character ideas for a while now.

Last night, I decided I’d roll one of them up. A Female Worgen DK.

Part of her story is already written (as a worgen in Gilneas and as a DK in the Plague-lands). I’ve crossed a lot of time lines/expansions in her story, but who cares. This is her story. Also, I’m not much of a writer, so bear with me.

Her father:
Naizer was a monk who had given up adventuring; settled down in Gilneas and looking to raise a family (before the curse). He still practiced his arts, and would teach anyone who asked him. He focused heavily on meditation and inner peace.

Her mother:
Goethyn was the daughter of the town blacksmith, who followed in her father’s footsteps. She worked in the smithy ever since she could lift a hammer. She was also a bit of tom-boy. Her means of escaping society was in hunting. On slow days when the workload was small, she’d go out and hunt food for the family and for the neighbors who were having a rough go at life.

The two met when Naizer brought his horse in to be re-shoed. She was taken by the aura of calm that radiated from him. He, by her strength and stature. To be cliche, love at first sight.

They courted for a year, then married. A year later they had a daughter. Unsure of what to name her, they blended their names, Goezer it was.

[As an aside, Gozer is one of my wife’s nicknames. She’s frequently the visual-model/naming inspiration for my female toons.]

When Goethyn’s father died, she wanted to take over the smithy. Her sister (Chantelle) wasn’t interested in the place. So they agreed that Goethyn got the smithy and Chantelle got the family farm.

[The worgen outbreak in Gilneas is well known, so I don’t need to rehash that.]

The mental discipline, that is the core of the martial training Naizer taught, is what kept many of the townsfolk from succumbing to the animalistic urges that comes with the worgen conversion.

Though it took time, life returned to a semblance of its former order. Naizer and Goethyn decided that they were not going to have more children.

As is normal in families, Goezer learned the arts of her father and her mother. In all likelihood, she would have grown up and taken over the smithy. However, the universe had other plans.

As the Lich King was sweeping the world, to both destroy his foes and replenish his ranks of death knights, he made his way through Gilneas. Naizer and Goethyn died trying to protect Goezer.

Goezer was abducted, tortured, and eventually currupted into a death knight under the Lich King’s command.

[The DK story is well known, so I’m not rehashing that either. ]

Goezer

When the death knights broke free of Arthus’ control, Goezer decided she would return to her home. See if anything remained of the city, if Aunt Chantelle still lived on the farm, and if the smithy was still standing.

Chantelle survived the attack and had rebuilt the family farm. The smithy was still standing. However, it was apparent no one had stepped foot in there since the city was invaded.

Goezer reopened the smithy. Unfortunately, as a death knight who had been under Arthus’ command, the towns-folk steered clear of her (and the smithy). The only business she got was from travelers who didn’t know her history. In the city of outcasts, she was an outcast.

Though her aunt was well respected in the community, it was apparent that Goezer’s presence unnerved the townsfolk to the point they began to shun Chantelle as well. She decided at that point that she needed to move on and find her future.

Chantelle dismantled the Smithy and stored what equipment she could, for the eventuality that Goezer would be able to setup a shop elsewhere. Goezer then slipped out of town to find her future and rebuild her life.

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