Wraithblade6

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

My favorite race, and I like playing guys. I know most about them than anyone and enjoy writing from their perspective. It is what I feel most interested in.

How about a rogue that usually lives away from society and plays at double-agent?

The Never Ending Hunt

Damien finally came to and picked his head up. He looked down at himself and saw his wound was almost completely gone, leaving just a scar and a memory. He looked at the angel with the white wings standing over him and gave a small smile. Then he saw the black winged angel standing so close and gasped.

The Never Ending Hunt

The blackness receded, but the pain and weakness were still very real. Damien was alive, but unable to rise. Apparently, his body was that of a true human. the powers he had just used however, could not have come from such. From the ground, he saw Neisha was still ok and very close to him, trying to cast some kind of a spell. He heard her words, but to him, they made little sense. "The air?" He gasped, holding his stomach. He was awake, at any rate.

I guess now he is floating.

The Never Ending Hunt

Somehow, it worked. His edge found flesh, and Damien lopped off the head of the one undead minion. Catching up with reality, Damien stopped and blinked, panting heavily. he hadn't even noticed the pain in his shoulder where Michael's arrow had hit him on the way in. The faint glow that had surrounded him a moment ago, faded away, and the pain of his shoulder wound stung him painfully, incapacitating his left arm. He heard the angel of light next to hi, and he nodded at her. "Yes angel. I don't know why I... All I want to do right now is get out of here." As Damien turned around to see Michael spawn behind Neisha, he was stabbed in the stomach. John had pulled himself together and jabbed him. Damien cried out in agony and dropped to his knees. Blood poured out of his wounds. Pure fear gripped him, and his vision began to go black.

The Never Ending Hunt

Damien slashed at John, who had shifted into spirit form and was completely missed by his blade. He slashed again immediately as he sensed his sword had only found air, but again, it only found air. Neisha was coming up behind him, and his body suddenly slowed, like moving through water. Damien was furious. The non-humans were merely toying with him, yet the undead creatures insulted his very essence. It was then that something inside him responded and snapped. The spell slowing him suddenly broke, and a faint glow surrounded him and his blade. Too angry to notice, he attacked again where the body of John should be and cut across his chest. Surely shocked, the undead probably wasn't ready when Damien moved with the attempt to sever his head.

The Never Ending Hunt

The human hunter gritted his teeth. The angels and demons were arguing, and now the undead John was targeting him. The human 'cavalry' would be here soon, and then the battle would begin again. He didn't know why the other angel had undead minions or why she was giving the nice angel a hard time... nor did he know why the demon was being so passive about all this. Damien struggled inwardly. The undead were really bothering him, on level he just couldn't comprehend. "You know what? I'll tell you something about death. It doesn't CARE!" He let loose the bolt at John and then just charged forward, drawing his sword, to cut those undead abominations down.

The Never Ending Hunt

Damien could have sworn he just heard something akin to wisdom coming from that awful demon. He kept his eye on the two undead however. That rebel angel was starting to look more like the enemy to him.

The Never Ending Hunt

Damien bowed to her, which was an odd thing, really, since the world truly belonged to humans and the angel was technically an enemy outsider. Yet he could not help but feel a kinship with her somehow.

Staying out of her way, Damien took aim at John and Michael.

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

I can understand avoiding cannon characters, but I made this one quite a while back and kind fell in love with it. it's also semi conceivable. I see your timeline is a bit behind where I used to play, but I can go back to that point. And yes, male nelfs are pretty much all druids, unless they have an odd reason for being something else. They are also, up until recently, pretty much all alseep a lot of the time. A male priest wouldn't be entirely unheard of. Elune is at least as highly revered as Cenarius.

I wouldn't mind editing his family history.

The Never Ending Hunt

Damien blinked. He looked perplexed and glanced at Alex to reassure him he had no idea what this angel was talking about. Then he looked back to Neisha. "I'm... I'm just human. I don't know what you're talking about." He shook his head. Quickly changing the topic to more pressing matters, he continued. "Look, angel, please help us. I'm begging you. There's a demon over there that is far more powerful than anything I have ever seen. I don't want to die. I don't want others to die, but there's no other reason I can think of why he'd be here." Damien noted the huge dog at her feet. "I'll make you a deal. I won't harm your 'brethren.' Just the demons, ok?"