Chalker

Information

Player: Glain123

Full Name: Chalker Klanstein

Ingame Name: Chalker

Nicknames: Chalk, Scope, Swampy

Associations: Ironforge, Wildhammer Dwarves

Race: Dwarf

Sex: Male

Age: 267

Class: Hunter

Hair/Eyes: Black hair and blue eyes

Weight: He is a limber 189 lbs.

Height: 4'5"

Alignment: Neutral

Appearance

He will wear normal clothing in a city, but will throw on some sort of camouflage while in the wild.

Other: There is a Sniper Rifle strapped around on his back and a machete and skinning, both sheathed, around his belt.

Personality

Chalker will associate with anyone interested in the hunt. He is outgoing and for the ladies, easy on the eyes. He can get quite angry quite fast, but as long as the shot counts it's lager for everyone!

History

Growing up in the Wetlands just outside Menethil, Chalker lived the life every young dwarf could live. His father taught him what his father taught him, the Way of the Scope. Chalkers family has been either marvelous hunters or Snipers for the great army of Ironforge. His whole family had some talent with a rifle.

As he grew up he hunted more and more progressing from squirrels to crocolisks and eventually a raptor here and there. He was in love with the sport, and Exotic Game was his fancy at older ages. Infact when he had learned of a group of world renowned hunters in Stranglethorn, he had thought of joining up.

Even though Chalker was not accepted into joining the band of hunters lead by the famous Hemet Nessingwary, he went off and hunted anyways. Within days he had bagged himself plenty of trophies from the local wildlife. He was also quite the fisherman and took part in Booty Bays weekly Fishing Extravaganza, he never won it though.

Around Chalker's 156th birthday he had a small team of hunters set up. They were all close friends, no matter of race or religion. They had traveled the world in search of greater and greater game. From the jungles of Feralas to the Desert of Tanaris they hunted.

After years of sport hunting, the Dark Portal had opened and with it the Burning Legion flooded into Azeroth but only to meet the Alliance and Horde. Chalker had heard of this and got his team to move to the Badlands in search of bagging a few demon trophies.

Days of fighting, many soldiers of both sides and of all cultures were blown to oblivion or worse. Including Chalkers team of hunters, a small band of Fel Guards had broken through the line, one night, and got to his camp. They slaughtered all of them in their sleep while Chalker was in the nearby keep of Nethergarde replenishing supplies.

He never let himself down about this, but when the portal was stabilized and Azerothian troops went onto the otherside, he went with them. He wasn't there to fight the demons, however, he was going in search of exotic alien game animals. Much like the Nessingwary hunters, he was out all over Outland. He followed the different Alliance forces as they marched through the forsaken planet.

Eventually though he made his way back to Azeroth and settled down with a wife, Eva Klanstein. He now lives in the city of Menethil, longing to set up a team again to hunt in the wild places of the world.