Garuzuo
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Player: h3avenzrezurect
Character Full Name: Garuzuo Sarrandar [First.Last]
Character In-Game Name: Garuzuo
Nickname(s): Garuz
Association(s): Draenei Shaman Brotherhood, Alliance, The Earthen Ring
Race: Draenei
Class: Shaman
Age: Over 9000
Sex: Male
Hair: None, only tentacles and a jagged horn stick from where his hair should be.
Eyes: Green Glow
Weight: 420 Lbs.
Height: 8' 6
Alignment: Neutral Good
Appearance
After landing upon Azeroth, Garuzuo has worn very little of his usual garb he had once worn before the escape.
Other: Garuzuo holds a necklace which is bundled up underneath his throat, merged between his tentacles as a hiding place.
Personality
Garuzuo feels at times, being a Shaman is quite hard. The power comes along with great responsibility for him, he must be bias, only allowing the Spirits to do the judging. His life is amazing, rich, and has gone through many changes as a Draenei. It is quite difficult, though his hatred for Orcs and Sin'dorei have been put at a rest as he must remain clear-minded for the Spirits' sake. During his Shamanistic training, he was told that the powers of Shamanism could not be abused to the user's ideals or else it would be taken away, therefor the result was Garuzuo dropping his racial hatreds. Garuzuo is a calm, down to earth kinda person, often showing little to no reaction from those who try to drive one out from him. This Draenei is a selfless being, shows no injustice or prejudice, unless he views a serving purpose within it. While among the attractive types within his race, he is quite redundant while speaking, he certainly has those lady-troubles; stuttering, clumsy, etc.
History
Dating over a good few thousand years ago, a little after Velen's time, Garuzuo was born. He was in his adolescents when his people had become turned. Garuzuo moved with Velen's people, this including his family. Over a set period of time, the ship would be planted on the world of Draenor. His main fascination was with the race known as the Orcs, their Shamanistic ways. "May the spirits be with you." The heads of clans spoke, "The spirits shall guide you." some others spoke. Garuzuo was an artisan Jewelry maker, and would make trinkets for trade. He traded them for herbalist and other natural necessities. Soon though, the great attempted Genocide was upon his people. Garuzuo of course, was not a fighter, so he had fled with a random group of Draenei at the time, splitting from his family. He found himself at a lake, far away from his old civilization. Out there he sat for what seemed like decades, his body unknowingly becoming aware of Nature's touch on him.
Garuzuo held great potential to become a Shaman, the blessings of the Orc Shaman still upon him. Voices, as he would describe them, from the wind they came. These took him to the refuge for the Draenei, Telredor. It took him a fine month to actually find his way through Zangarmarsh, but when he came upon the last refuge, he was welcomed. Garuzuo spoke minor details on how he was led to this refuge. Around this time, a Broken by the name of Nobundo was accepted by Velen and taken into Telrendor. Here, he spoke of Shamanism, here was where Garuzuo dedicated himself to it. With other Draenei, he took on the training Nobundo offered to them, to understand the elements and philosophy of the Spirits. Soon enough, they were ready, and Garuzuo was among the Draenei who participated in the raid to take back The Exodar.
They would use it to escape Draenor, to a world which had no taint hopefully, a world which was not destroyed by Dark Portals, by fel-magic. Before they knew it, after blacking out for a few hours upon landing, Garuzuo awoke. "Azeroth?" Here, he would find his new home and make his name known in such a short period of time. With a long set of training in the arts of Shamanism under his belt, he would set out.
Irony.