Garonir

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Player: zenethen

Character Full Name: Garonir of Sunnyglade

Character In-Game Name: Garonir

Nickname(s): Courier, Sunnyboy

Association(s): The Alliance Army, Order of the Lion Hearted

Race: Human

Class: Soldier (Warrior)

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Hair: An ash blonde color, long and in a ponytail.

Eyes: Brown

Weight: 187 lbs

Height: 6’ 1”

Appearance

He is usually dressed in blue and gold fringed leather armor, what seems to be his standard wear for being a courier. He also holds a short sword and small buckler. He can otherwise be found in simple clothing.

Other: He speaks with a natural stutter.

Personality

Garonir is a rather jittery person, mostly due to his natural stutter he appears to most people as frequently afraid of everything. While not a completely or extraordinarily brave person, Garonir does make up for his stuttering and fears with a heart to do what’s right. He believes in what some might call ‘Paladin Morals’, that anyone can do good, and if they cannot, they can at the least be redeemed. So if offered a chance, he might try and aid rather than hurt his opponent, unless in a situation where the opponent really is not displaying a willingness to turn to good. Outside of struggle and combat, Garonir is a rather kind person, usually over-reacting towards people of higher rank and status; nobles and high-ranking military officials will usually be attacked by salutes and respectful bows from him, but it seems to be more of what he was taught as a child than trying to get some form of pity.

Alignment: Lawful Good

History

Born the fourth and youngest child of a small family living in Sunnyglade, Garonir had two brothers and one sister. When he was old enough to talk Garonir’s parents discovered that he had a natural stutter, something that would stick with him for his entire life.

Both of Garonir’s brothers were much older than him, and so Garonir was barely six years old when they both joined the army of Stormwind. Barely two years later, Garonir’s sister joined the armies as a medic, serving alongside their brothers with grace. While his older siblings were off fighting for Stormwind’s armies, Garonir was raised by his aging father and mother on their family farm and taught the values of respect and integrity.

Garonir was unlucky and did not inherit his father’s stocky build and so he was given less physical tasks than a normal farmboy would be given. He made his allowance by helping around the town, running letters and packages for various citizens and being quite respectful. When the Third War ravaged the north, the news seemed less than fleeting to the people of Sunnyglade, but Garonir was slighted in interest and so he took to reading history books on his spare time, teaching himself to read.

Garonir’s entire life was sent spiraling downward when the worgen curse descended on the forests of southern Elwynn. Sunnyglade and Garonir’s family farm were both assailed by a strange and new wave of undead creatures, both worgen and near-scourge monstrosities. Garonir did what any young man would do when surrounded by very gruesome creatures, and hid in the cellar of his family’s farm.

Developing a fear of what would idly tap on the cellar door from time to time, Garonir’s stutter worsened as he spoke to himself as if he could reassure himself that this was all a horrid nightmare. A few days passed and the weary Garonir fell asleep in the cellar. When he woke, he was surrounded by a small group of the former town guard of Sunnyglade. While one of them called it Raven Hill now, the group assured each other that the boy was alive and took him with them towards ‘Darkshire’.

On the way to Darkshire the group encountered many dangers, all of them minor. Garonir was reassured each time a ghoul neared that the guards would protect him, and each time a ghoul approached, they did. Eventually the party got to Darkshire, which Garonir recognized as the former Grand Hamlet, and made their home in the town’s inn.

Garonir was not very surprised when barely days later his brothers and sister rushed into the inn searching for him. He told them about what had happened to Sunnyglade, or at least from what he knew, and how their parents were now dead. While his brothers ranted on about calling in whole legions of Stormwind soldiers, Garonir’s sister softly soothed Garonir on the loss of their parents, allowing them both to mourn together.

Garonir’s older siblings took him to Stormwind City, where they made a deal with an innkeeper there; the innkeeper would let him stay in one of the smaller rooms if Garonir would fulfill his part in keeping the inn running. Garonir’s part usually involved running packages and retrieving mail, which he found refreshing as it was at least something of a task he was familiar with. His brothers and sisters returned to their active service in Stormwind’s armies.

Garonir adopted the nickname he was often given as ‘Sunnyboy’, in memory of his former hometown as well as to reflect his usually upstanding and honest behavior. His life of running errands for the innkeeper continued until he was sixteen, at which time he was a strapping young man (or so the old women who frequented the inn said).

Garonir wanted to serve a greater purpose for the Kingdom and despite his friendship with the innkeeper; he decided to enlist in the Stormwind Army. On his first day in basic training he was already selected out as the man destined to be a courier. He was often teased for his stutter but did not mind it much as he took to reading most of the posters lining the Stormwind streets as he walked official parcels back and forth between various command centers in the city.

Garonir was glad to hear that his brothers and sister were proud members of Stormwind’s armies, persevering in the war against the Lich King in Northrend as members of the legendary 7th Legion. He longed to fight beside them but he was regrettably neither fit or brave enough for a role in the midst of extreme combat. At the end of his ‘training stage’ in the armies of Stormwind he was, without much surprise, assigned the official military detail of courier.

For two years, Garonir navigated the vast lands of the Kingdom of Stormwind as an internal courier, taking parcels from one garrison to the next and so on. Eventually, he was tasked with taking a special parcel to a commander resting in Booty Bay. In the Bay, he met a man by the name of Doyle Lynch, a soldier from Stromgarde and member of the Order of the Lionhearted. Through a small amount of easy convincing Garonir was given the off-duty task of running courier business for the Lionhearts.

Eventually he was promoted to the rank of corporal, but retained his detail as courier. Garonir did not mind much as war between the Horde and Alliance seemed imminent, and he preferred to stay out of the warzones. When the Lionhearts were taken in as an official order of Stormwind, Garonir’s courier detail was given full-sign to the Order and it is in this role he is still serving today.