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'Lived long enough to become the villain' Kes or Lex, either would be interesting to see...
Why not both?
Alexer—-Alexir had spent years working for Malicious Intent. Every mission seemed like a waste of time to him at the start, but as the years went on and he kept up his work, he found himself enjoying them more and more. He lost all sense of empathy when it came to anyone considered an enemy.
Alexir sat alone in his base of operations; he had long since moved out of the tower, and remained far away from the mansion. He had his own plans - after seeing all that Malicious Intent could do, he felt he needed a challenge. Nothing was worth it anymore, it all became nothing but easy targets. This time, he would have some fun. Sitting at his desk, he finished the small details of his plan. He had a taste of the life of a criminal mastermind, this time he’d be the one getting the credit for everything. First, he had to take out the competition - those who had so eagerly trained him to be the very best.
The hunter had everything set and in place, having given the mansion a visit. Though it wasn’t to greet his coworkers this time. This time, he had set up the explosives he had stolen from Malicious Intent from the inside. He placed them in the supports, knowing just where they would do the most damage to bring everything down. He had seen all of the schematics, thanks to being an integral part of the team.
Leaving the mansion, he gave the word for the others to meet him within, in the hall. He had a big surprise for them. Grinning, he raised the remote detonator, a gleam in his fel eyes. They would get a surprise, alright…
——————————————————————————-Keslyvan—-Keslyvan knew what he was doing was wrong. He knew how outright evil it was to do the bidding of his lover, to serve her as she wished as her loyal knight. Despite the darkness he had turned to, he couldn’t help but feel this was where he belonged. He had never loved one as fiercely as he loved her, and even in her corruption, he continued to love her just as fierce. He had warned her that she was stuck with him, even if she had made the decision to feast on the blood. Every task lingered in his mind, from the theft to the slayings. It wasn’t new to him, he’d always held his own dark secrets he had never shared. He had forgotten about them for a long while, trapped them away in his mind. The horrors he had committed in Wintergrasp, the mindless slaying for his own survival. He had been a beast back then, more than a man, and these times were no different.
The days seemed to melt together into one, the darkness never lifting around him. Even still, Hadami was his light. She was the fire burning in his soul and keeping him from going mad. Everything he did was for her, every breath was hers to draw from his body if she so wished it. He was her lover, her knight and her slave. Each of her touches were electricity through his veins, fire in his heart. Even when she left him battered and bruised, adding more scars to the canvas that was his flesh, he had nothing but fierce love for her. She was his demon, and he was her minion and protector. It was dangerous, but it was right. Nothing else could exist but the two of them, and if she so wanted it, he would burn the world just to be alone with her.
RP Questionnaire
RP questions!
Found these and decided to write them out as Kes. YAY
Give a two or three word description of yourself. Big, dumb guy.
Do you have any nicknames, street names, titles, nom de plume? Kes, Lion, Soran.
What is your full birth name?
Keslyvan Frostspire.
Where do you live?
Righ' now I live in Eversong.
Why do you live there?
'Cause I live where's easiest.
What is your citizenship status?
I'm a member o' th' Horde, but I ain't followin' Garrosh.
What is your most obvious blessing or strength?
I'm good with a bow an' animals.
What do you perceive as your greatest strength?
My ability t' survive, I reckon.
What is your most obvious flaw or weakness?
I'm fulla scars from fightin'.
What do you perceive as your greatest weakness?
I ain't as strong willed as I wish I was.
Was there any event or cause of these weaknesses?
Been through a lot. Been in a lot o' war, I can't put back wha' it's taken away.
How old are you?
Almost two hundred I reckon, I lost count o' th' years.
What is your gender?
I'm a man, 's pretty obvious.
What is your species/race?
Sin'dorei.
How tall are you?
'Bout six an' a half feet tall.
How much do you weigh?
I ain't sure. Well o'er two hundred pounds.
What is your general body type, frame, bone structure, and poise?
Got a lotta muscle but I c'n manage to not look like an ape.
What is your skin colour?
I ain't known fer a long time, I'm more tanned than some leather I seen.
What is your hair colour?
Brown.
What is your hair style?
If messy were a style, tha's wha' I'd have t' call it.
Do you have any facial hair?
Yah, I jus' shave enough tha' I don't get a full beard. Can't be bothered with th' stubble tho', tha' can stay.
What is your eye colour?
Green.
Does it change?
It can't.
How attractive are you?
I ain't attractive.
What is your most distinguishing feature?
Some say my eyes have somethin' about 'em, draws yeh in.
Do you have any scars, tattoos, or birthmarks?
I got a lioness tattooed on my chest, an' my body's scarred up.
If so, how did you acquire them?
War, animal trainin' an' unfortunate timin'.
What do these distinguishing marks look like?
Look like scars. I got 'em all o'er my face, too. One 'round my eye from where a mace smashed most o' my face in.Â
Do they have any special significance?
Jus' bad memories.
What is your handedness (left/right)?
I use both hands.
What is your hand size/description?
Tha's a weird question. My hands are calloused an' scarred up. Got some burns, too. Reckon 'ey're...big hands? I ain't sure wha' I'm comparin' to. 'Ey ain't big fer my size.
Do you wear a uniform?
I wore one once, an' I got a lotta teasin' from people, so I ain't gonna do tha' fer a while.
What kind of clothing do you wear?
Wha'ever I got, mostly jus' my leather pants an' my plaid shirt. Either th' red, blue or green one.
What is your clothing's style or level of sophistication?
I ain't got style or sophistication. I'd go naked if I could.
What sort of vocal tone do you have?
Got a deep voice. Kinda growl when I talk, even.
Do you get sick?
Ain't been real sick in a long time. I take care o' myself. I gotta.
Where is your homeland?
Reckon if yeh mean when I was l'il, it was Quel'thalas.
Are you patriotic or a social outcast?
I'm an outcast, ain't had th' interest in fancy things.
What are your opinion of home?
Home is where'er I set up my tent.
How do you feel about other races?
I ain't got a problem with anyone but humans. I'm even becomin' fond o' th' draenei.
Do you have any justification from your past experience for holding such views?
I seen 'em do a lotta things in war. I jus' can't forgive any of 'em.
What was childhood like for you?
My parents didn' understand me, or how I couldn' seem to get into dealin' with magic. I liked t' go off a lot on my own an' my friends were animals. 'Ey thought I was simple.
Did you have any childhood friends?
Nah.
What stupid things did you do when you were younger?
Messed with animals tha' were too dangerous fer kids t' be 'round. Like a bear, an' a crocolisk.
Do you have any deep, dark secrets in the past that may come back to haunt you?
Yah, one big one.Â
What conflicts might arise from your past?
A lotta moral issues. I wouldn' be seen th' same.
Have you begun your own family?
No.
 If not, do you ever want to have a family of your own someday?
I wish I could, but I can't see anythin' lastin'. I ain't good enough.
What type of person would be your ideal mate?
Someone who needs me jus' enough tha' I can fill some kinda space in their heart. One who doesn' leave me behind t' pursue 'er goals, but lets me be a part of 'em.
What would you be willing to do to protect such a person?
Anythin'.
Do you have any close friends?
I got a few.Â
If so, who and what are they like?
Auranis, who I ain't seen in a long time... I ain't sure she's even okay. She's a sweetheart an' would do anythin' to make sure I was alrigh'. And has, too.
Veleice. I ain't seen 'er either, but I hope she's alrigh'. I did love 'er, once... Feels like a long time 'go. I jus' wanna know she's happy.
Hadami is... somethin' I ain't sure how t' describe. She ain't stunnin', but she's got a beauty I ain't able to explain. An' she's been 'ere fer me, an' I been 'ere for her.
What is the history of their relationship(s) with you?
Aura an' I've been friends a long time. Used t' do a lotta things t'gether, 'till she got involved with someone an' slipped away from me.
Vel an' I had a fallin' out... A couple times. We used t' be together. Reckon we woulda got married too, but she was too focused on 'er independence an' didn' seem t' want more'n my company once in a while.Â
I found Dami in th' storm peaks an' nursed 'er back t' health, tha's how we met, an' became real good friends. Was a l'il rocky at th' start tho'.
Do you currently have a best friend whom you would protect with your reputation or your life?
Hadami.
What caused you to feel so close to them? What would have to happen for you to end this relationship?
All th' time spent makin' sure she was alrigh', gettin' to know 'er an' just doin' things with 'er got us close. Tho' if she betrayed me somehow, willingly... I wouldn' be able to take tha'.
Do you have any bitter enemies?
Humans are my enemies.
List any past serious relationships that you have had, and give a brief overview of the relationship(s).
'Ere's too many t' count an' too many sad stories tha' go with 'em, I ain't gettin' into tha'.
How do you think others generally perceive you?
They think I'm a hobo, or inbred.Â
If someone crossed your path, what would you do?
Ain't worth it unless 'ey're an enemy. I don' wanna murder no one.
For what would you die for?
I'd die for Hadami.Â
What is the worst thing someone has done to you?
Besides war crimes, I'd have t' say cheatin' on me with someone I saved, an' then bringin' th' man into my house, into my bed. Usin' my house as theirs. I ain't ever gone back there.
What is your general reaction to an attractive member of the opposite sex who lets you know they are available?
I ain't taken anyone up on offers in a long time, ain't interested.
Who would miss you, should you go missing?
Hadami's th' only one who'd notice.
Do you live with anyone (housemates, roommates, relatives, friends, near-strangers, family friend, spouse, boyfriend, girlfriend, lover)?
Hadami's been stayin' with me in my tent fer o'er half a year.
Do you have any dreams or ambitions?
I used t' dream of havin' a family.Â
What are your short term goals (what would you like to be doing within a year)?
Helpin' Hadami get better.
What are your long term goals (what would you like to be doing twenty years from now)?
I don' like t' raise my hopes.
Do you have any great rational or irrational fears or phobias? If so, what are the origins of or reasons behind them?
I'm afraid o' ditches in th' ground. Deep holes. It stems from Wintergrasp.
What, if anything, would it take for you to be able to overcome this?
I wish I knew.
How do you react when this fear manifests itself?
I freeze up.
Are you willing to discuss, or even admit to, the situation?
I ain't told anyone 'bout wha' happened in a long time.
What are your attitudes regarding material wealth?
Got no need fer it.
Are you greedy or generous?
I give all I got.
How do you generally treat others?
With respect, until I'm tired o' not gettin' it back.
Are you introverted (shy and withdrawn) or extroverted (outgoing)?
Introverted, ain't much t' share with anyone. Used t' be extroverted tho'.
Are you a humble soul or blusteringly proud?
Mostly humble.Â
What habits would you find most annoying in friends?
Friends are good t' have, I wouldn' complain.
How do others typically react to you?
'Ey usually treat me like trash or jus' ignore me.
Why, in your opinion, do they act that way?
'Ey think me bein' bad at Orcish means I'm stupid. An' tha' th' way I dress means I'm good fer nothin'.
What are your most annoying habits?
Smokin', drinkin'. Gettin' down on myself.
What is your favourite food?
I like steak an' potatoes a lot. An' beef stew.
What is your favourite drink?
Bourbon.
What is your favourite treat (dessert)?
Berries an' whipped cream.
Do you like food mild or heavily spiced?
Depends on how old it is.Â
Are there any specific foodstuffs that you find disgusting or refuse to eat?
Fish eggs an' snails.
What is your favourite colour?
Green.
If you have a favourite scent, what is it?
...Hadami. I know it ain't a scent, but if yeh knew...
What is your favourite type of animal?
Lions.
Do you have an animal totem or affinity, and if so for what?
I'm most like a lion, a protector.Â
Is there a certain type of animal that you hate or fear?
Is there anything that enrages you?
Humans.
Is there anything which embarrasses you?
Not so much, no.
Do you enjoy "roughing it", or do you prefer your creature comforts?
I live in th' wild, I don' find it rough.
Do you believe in the gods or not?
I ain't sure anymore.
Can you kill?
I can an' do.
When did you decide (or learn) that you could?
Killed a man who came at me with a sword, way back when I was fightin' alongside Kael'thas.
What happened and how did you handle it?
I was shocked but I knew wha' had t' be done. I got o'er it.
When do you consider it okay to kill (under what circumstances)?
Yah, t' defend someone or prevent somethin' bad from happenin'.
What would you do if someone shot at (attacked) you?
I been shot at an' attacked, an' I defended myself.
What would you do if something were stolen from you?
Ain't got anythin' on me to steal.
What would you do if you were badly insulted publicly?
It's happened plenty, I jus' ignore it now.
What is the one task you would absolutely refuse to do?
Pretend t' be someone else.
Do you have any unusual habits or dominant personality traits that are evident to others?
When I'm in a bad mood I tend t' drink a lot. I wouldn' say tha's unusual.
Do you have any unusual or nervous mannerisms, such as when talking, thinking, afraid, under stress, or when embarrassed?
Rubbin' th' back o' my neck.Â
Do you have an unusual gait or accent?
Accent, yah.
If so, where did you acquire them?
Tryin' to learn Orcish from a Dwarf who didn' speak Common too good. Then livin' in th' hills fer a while... I never could get th' hang o' th' accent.
Are there any circumstances where they become more (or less) evident?
If I speak Thalassian I don't got an accent.
How do you feel and react if made fun of for any of these things?
I jus' don't care no more.
What is your most treasured possession?
I don' hold onto possessions too tight. I got my bow, an' my scrolls. But bows break an' scrolls get used up.
If made to decide, would you rather be deaf or blind? Why?
Deaf, because I need my eyes t' see wha' I'm aimin' at.
What is your normal daily routine?
Get up, wash up a l'il, hunt down s'me breakfast. Cook, clean up after myself, go cut up s'me wood. Take a swim or a dive, go explorin' a l'il bit, fer a ride on my rocket. It ain't somethin' interestin' to describe, it's only gotta be experienced.Â
What are your hobbies when they are not adventuring or training?
Writin' books an' poetry.Â
What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself?
Depends if I got a girl or not.
What do you normally wear in bed at home?
Nothin'. Or shorts.
Do you wear any identifiable jewelry?
Tha' jus' gets in th' way.
Where do you normally put your weapons, magic items, or other valuables when you are sleeping?
Beside me.
What pastime (that you participate in regularly) gives you the most enjoyment?
Huntin'.
What is your idea of a good evening's entertainment?
Alcohol an' a woman t' spend time with.
Do you cook your own dinners?
Yah, all th' time.
Are you a good cook, a gourmet, or a terrible cook?
I ain't bad. I learned how t' cook well enough.
What would you like to be remembered for after your death?
Doin' somethin' worthwhile I hope.
Hey, just like Kes' life.
Keslyvan. Thank you, Dami, for finding him for me ;D
For Krue to see
Maengun awoke in the darkened forest, unaware of how she even got there. She recalled a struggle... but the rest was a blur. Her head pounded from being smacked with something. She couldn't quite remember...
When she looked to the side, she saw someone there. Another Tauren. It came back to her, the ambush. But what did they want? He walked up to Maengun, who sat herself up. It was only then she discovered her hands were bound behind her back, causing her to snort and growl at the approaching enemy. A large, black furred grimtotem. He knelt down before her with a sneer.
"You're one of the Horde's, aren't you? Disgusting traitors to the shu'halo." Maengun glared at the man, before spitting into his face. "I'm no Horde. I belong to a tribe, away from your stupid alliances."
The Grimtotem reached out to grab Maengun's throat with a massive hand, squeezing to silence her. "You're a traitor, and will be dealt with like one," he snarled. The woman squirmed in his grip, trying to kick and get him off of her. But, the male forced her onto her feet, grabbing behind her bound arms and shoving upward to strain her arms. She gasped out from the pain, though would slowly stumble forward. As they walked along, she could see signs that they were approaching a settlement. A fire burned in the center, between tauren-made huts.
Maengun was thrown before the others sitting around the circle. They were going to decide her punishment for treason to the shu'halo. Their idea of the shu'halo and their true nature. Magatha Grimtotem's idea of the true race.
The shaman struggled to get back up to her feet, only to find a hoof on her back, pushing her into the dirt. "We should let her live," said the female stepping on her. "Send her back to her 'tribe' with a warning about traitors coming into our territory." The others seemed to be mulling over the idea, before agreeing. "Let me deal with her. I know you boys will go too far like the last time." She stepped harder on Maengun's back, before finally reaching down and tugging her up onto her feet. She led the fighting, angered shaman toward one of the huts, and forced her into a corner. A large hook hanging from the roof served as an area to bind her arms up above her head, leaving her unable to relax unless she wished for her arms to pop from their sockets.
The female paced a few times, just watching Maengun struggle. She seemed amused, lacking empathy. A devious look was on her face as she grabbed up a small dagger from the table, still crusted with blood. "Look at how soft and groomed you are. Horde trash," she muttered. "Do we disgust you, living in the wilds? Away from all of those luxuries?" She raised the dagger to Maengun's face, casually dragging it along and just barely scraping the flesh. Maengun squirmed, trying to turn her head as far away as possible. It resulted in the woman slicing open her cheek, causing Maengun to cry out in shock. This woman was insane!
The woman's blade would come down upon Maengun over and over, leaving crudely carved letters. Spelling Grimtotem on her body. The process was long and painful, and left Maengun unable to even cry out anymore. That was when the other tauren showed just how cruel and full of hatred she was. She brought her knife up and grabbed onto Maengun's horn to hold her still. She would then take the knife, dragging it down the entire left side of Maengun's face, from her forehead, down through her eye and to her lip. And then with a quick slice, off came half of her ear. The shaman cried out in pain, feeling the blood pouring down her face. She began struggling again, unable to see anything but red and blurring... before finally, she blacked out.
At some point, the Grimtotem dragged her out of their encampment, leaving her face-down out in the forest. They had stopped her bleeding just so she wouldn't die. So she could be a proper message, perhaps fearing the others. Her shoulders were out of place, and despite the slowed bleeding, some blood remained there on the grass beneath her. Her chest piece had been removed, leaving her nude from the waist up.

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Jamais RSP
Jamais is a very sunny man, always sporting a smile that dimples his freckle-peppered cheeks. His sunglow hair, always so neatly brushed into place, falls just below his thick shoulders. Usually managing to get caught up in those golden strands is a thick pair of chestnut-rimmed glasses.Â
His body isn't unlike one of his job. His arms are strong and in the process of bulking up, seeming to change with each month of hard work on the field, sword and shield in his hands each day. Despite his line of work, he sports no scars to show his feats in battle.
He's usually found in his armour, though sometimes will sport something more casual, with a utility belt around his waist and tools attached to the belt. Some days, you may find him with a set of goggles mimicking a necklace when not in use, and grease smudged here or there on his skin.
Just some progress leading up to my final coloured pic of the kids.

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Jaymeson RSP
This ginger Sin'dorei is a lot less threatening than he perhaps wishes. His hair is soft and well-kept, his flesh is pale and untouched by blemishes. Freckles are peppered all over his skin, especially around the bridge of his nose, his cheeks, and along his arms. He sports the light eyelashes and brows of a true ginger, making his face look soft. Â
His body is lithe, nothing spectacular. The muscles he sports are toned and ones that better suit a ranger than one who would do any close-combat. He takes good care of his body, and is usually in top shape, avoiding injury at all cost. Â
Jaymeson carries himself with confidence, head up and a large smile on his face almost constantly. Though he may seem pleasant, some will notice he can be very unpleasant if rubbed the wrong way.  Â
Alexir RSP
Lex, like most Sin'dorei, is handsome. Not remarkably so, just enough to nicely represent his race. His face is symmetrical, features in no way outstanding. He keeps his facial hair well-trimmed (usually), and styled in a goatee. Â
His flesh is nicely tanned from hours spent in the sun, his black hair kept tied back from his features in a foxtail.Â
Lex's body is lean, muscles toned and strong thanks to his pastime and old job - as a dancer. Â