Her almond-shaped eyes peered up at him as a smile curved her full, pale purple lips. Lunarius kissed the crown of her head, bringing his hands to her face to brush a strand of snow white hair from her eyes. His thumbs smoothed over the familiar dark facial markings on her cheeks before intertwining with the two large looped braids at the base of her neck. She raised a hand to his jaw, expressing her fascination with the broad patch of white hair that ran across her husband’s chin and face. “Is the beard a bit much?” he questioned, his deep voice soft and mellow. Lunette bit her lip to hold back a girlish giggle and shook her head. She brought her other hand up to his face to trail her fingertips up either side of his jaw line in adoration, causing him to slowly close his eyes. When he opened them again, she rested her hands on his shoulder pads and buried her face into his chest, “I’ve missed you...”
...wasn't going to post or share this random Halloween project of mine, but Greyer's pumpkin won 3rd prize in a [random] pumpkin decorating contest, so, wo0t!
Taceo: The ever-strong and determined. A chip on rests on both shoulders. She has never known loss or hopelessness. She is capable of getting anything she could ever want. Nothing can stop her once she has focused on something. She is independently stable by all means: her parents are still living, she knows where the gold is and how much she needs to get her through each day, she is sure of her purpose as a Horde/Silvermoon soldier.
Reser: The 'lesser Taceo.' While she is independent and sure of what she wants, her road to that state of mind was rough; abandonment, a father-like Mage trainer, and years of soul-searching guided her when she had no one to answer her cries for help. She has no recollection of her parents or her friends, leaving her unsure of nearly everything except for the duties of a true Mage.
Lunette: The war-torn veteran... She had everything to begin with: a proper upbringing, a calling for her during the war, the confidence in her teachings as a druid, a companion for life (whom she married and had two children with). Depression broke her a thousand times over, testing her, but she would rise again, renewed after every bout. However, Northrend beckoned, and when the war continued to rage, it tore her from those she held dear, shattering her once again.
Whimsi: The undying optimist without a specific purpose. When something goes wrong, her focus shifts to the next event or thing that could succeed without a second thought about why that something failed. You could give her a small candle and tell her to explore a seemingly endless cave and she'd do it; even if her candle were to be blown out, she'd relight it by any means and continue until she'd memorize every nook and cranny. She does not remember most things, but the things she can recall are only moments of happiness or uplifting insight.
Tabijin: The fallen, crumbling patriarch. He has loved and lost... not just his family, but everything. From riches to rags. He is forced to continue life rebuilding, but whatever he has rebuilt can never replace or fill in the gaps that has formed within him. He clings desperately to the past, not knowing that things will never be the same.
Greyer: The cynical, misunderstood outcast. His isolation and seclusion were all of his own doing - his beliefs and outlook - and he has thoroughly accepted that along with his current condition of being cursed as a monstrous being. His older twin brothers overshadowed him constantly during his childhood and, on several occasions, he has gone out of his way to avoid them and their parents, determined to find something more to define him as 'different.' When his family fell under the effects of the Worgen curse, he watched as his family was torn apart and driven away; first his twin brothers were captured by authorities, then his father, and when he, himself, became afflicted, he watched as his mother fled in fear and mourned as he witnessed her lifeless body being towed to shore. He resorted to living away from society, only returning to his family's leatherworking shoppe for months at a time to temporarily ease his pain of missing them, observing as friends and town acquaintances became monsters themselves. His basic means of surviving are simple; as long as there is a way to continue living with how he is, life can go on.
I don't know why, but, I wish I had Greyer or Whimsi; perhaps they'd understand.
The Shadow of Paragon is a small, fun and friendly guild always seeking to improve itself while thoroughly enjoying the game. Currently, we have just enough active people to work on heroic dungeon runs.
We are knowledgeable in our character classes and always play to the best of our abilities.
Like most guilds, we have an awesome tabard and a nicely-stocked guild bank.
ALL classes and levels WELCOME! We're preparing to acquire guild achievements in the upcoming expansion, Cataclysm!
We have a late-night guild activity called the S.C.R.R.A.W.L. Club; though, we usually only venture out when there's enough interest and people online.
These people will also toss ya an invite! Azonifel Rhathgryn Berien Ealnn
Depending on how the Worgen models look, Greyer will either be male or female, though I do lean towards the male (mainly because all my characters are female, except for Tabijin). Worgen images from WoWinsider / WoW.com.
Full character sheet to come as soon as more information and the expansion are released... but for now, have a masculine (age 23) and feminine (age 11-12) Greyer, his 'finalized' male form (with conceptually incorrect teeth?), and a roughly sketched female form.
...and, erm, no, I didn't mean for 'him' to look like Orlando Bloom or Johnny Depp or Billy Crudup. Haha. I really intend for him to be older, so his pelt is grey (surprise, surprise...).
Oh, and he has a snaggletooth. :D Ain't 'e darling?!