Vind's Introduction

First off, introduce yourself. Tell us anything about you: Hello, my name is Steven, but you can call me Vind. Truthfully I am a very dedicated Roleplayer, that enjoys spending most of my free time on making new stories or scenarios for my various character's. (When I get that many.) But all around I enjoy meeting new people, and making new friends.

What country are you from and what language(s) do you speak?: I am from the United States, and currently only speak English.

How were you first introduced to Warcraft/World of Warcraft?: Well funny story actually, about five years ago I was watching South Park and their episode. "Make Love Not Warcraft", inspired me to pick up the game. For the comedy reasons and the gameplay looked fascinating.

How did you find us?: Just searched on google, for some RP servers, and ran into you guys.

How long have you been roleplaying?: About two and a half years.

What types of roleplay do you enjoy?: Truthfully I enjoy any type of Roleplay, i've lost various amounts of characters from character warnings. So i'm used to being in the posistion of other character's mercy.

Game Expansion: I own all of them, Vanilla, TBC, and of course WoTLK.

Sample of your work: (Well i'll improvise on this) On a day like any other, in the town of Goldshire. The sun was shining, the tavern patrons were laughing and enjoying themselves. As a man, not so familiar with the environment road upon a black steed. It's saddle riddled as a large sword hung over the side. The man looked suspicious wearing a black hood, and refusing to look at anyone that crossed his path. As he unsaddled his horse, loud clanking could be heard from the mysterious armored man. Tying his horse to a stand, he took his sheated blade and wrapped it around his belt. Slowly making his way into the tavern, gritting his teeth as the noise blasted into his ears as the doors of the tavern were open be-for him. Looking up as he spotted a man, that obviously he took interest in, taking a seat in the corner. He reached down onto his belt, pulling up a flask. As he unraveled the leather from the top of the flask, he took a long inhale of the smell of dwarven ale. A smirk appearing on his face, as a barmaid approached him. She was a soft complected ginger, wearing loose clothing that revealed more than she probably would like. An obvious fake smile across her face, as she approached the man. All she could see is his large intimidating physic, and his smirk that ran across his face. A candle light flickering infront of him, he glanced up and pulled down his hood. Long black hair fell down to his shoulders, and lime green eyes peered up at the woman. Before she could even speak, he said "Don't worry about asking me if i'd like a room. I don't plan to be here long." He said in his deep scratchy voice, battle scars traveled across this man's face. Obviously having seen battle, the woman nearly swallowed her windpipe as she nodded at the man. And quickly walked away, a fresh grin across the man's face was quite obvious as he eyed the man of interest he had seen earlier from entering the bar. (That should be enough! )

Lastly, have you read our rules and do you agree to them?: Yes I have

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