Don

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Player: Beltharean

Character Full Name: Don Gray

Character In-Game Name: Don

Nickname(s): Goes by Don Bronco, forsaking the last name Gray, just like his father before him. He will respond to Bronco, as well as Don.

Association(s): Bronco Wrangling, Gadgetzan, The Aldor, The Argent Dawn and Crusade,

Race: Human

Class: Gunman (( Warrior ))

The Argent Don

As a guard, it is Don's duty to keep the peace within the walls of Hearthglen. If a drunkard begins to cause trouble, they are detained. If a warlock begins to cause undue panic in the populace, casting without restraint, they too are pulled into custody until someone of higher authority can be brought in to deal with the criminal.

Age: 25

Sex: Male

Hair: Brown, cut short. Big mustache.

Eyes: Brown, specks of green.

Weight: 190 lbs

Height: 5'10

Other: Carries a knife in his boot.

Alignment: On Duty: Lawful Good Off Duty: Chaotic Good

Appearance

legant, yet functional leather armour with chaps are what he is normally seen wearing. He has a duelist's sword on his person, and a wide array of firearms at any given time. His floppy brown hat is a trademark of sorts, and he is seldom if ever seen without it. Spurs can generally be heard to sound his approach, often taking away the element of surprise. If need be however, he can quiet them by tightening a small bolt or screw.

Personality

Bronco lives for fun. If he's not doing something outrageous, exciting, or adventurous, he's thinking about the next opportunity to go out. He's very expressive about what he thinks, and never hides what's on his mind. All though, that's not to say people will actually understand what he's saying... He is a staunch advocate of the light. He doesn't actually wield it, but more follows the three virtues, and respects it like most citizens, however his devout following of it borders on the fanaticism most priests and paladins have.

History

Don was born to a well off cattle and horse herding company just outside of Stromgarde. His family lived on a farm, and were rather self sufficient. They had several servants, and even more herders. The majority of the family lived in luxury, sitting inside, being pampered to. Being the oldest son however, Don was out herding with his father; This instilled a deep sense of belonging in the great outdoors. It lead to his near absurd obsession with throwing himself in front of anything and everything dangerous. He lived a rather sedentary life for several years however, not leaving the farm all too often. That is, until the orcs and plague began to ravage Eastern Kingdoms. (The orcs, for the third time).

When Jaina was approached by ‘The Prophet,' word spread fast that she was leaving the continent to head out for a strange new land of opportunity. Don was obviously interested. At the age of fifteen he took his favorite horse (Diamond) in the dead of night, and left a note for his father saying he was heading off with the Kul Tirasians. After some time at sea, Don began to think that his choice was wrong, since there was no end in sight. He wasn't a man of the sea, and figured they would reach their destination within a day or two, but the fact that he was getting extremely sea sick didn't help.

Finally, the ships docked in Dustwallow. Having no idea where he was going, Don left Theramore as it was destined to be called, (it was little more than a tent city at that time) and travelled on through the swamps. He finally arrived at the entrance to the Barrens, moving onward until he finally reached the empty expanse of Tanaris...

With prosperity in mind, Don travelled back into the Barrens where he had seen a herd of Kodo. Hiring a few goblins from Gadgetzan, Don managed to wrangle a few stragglers from the pack, and take them back down into the desert. Here, he started a cattle company, which didn't succeed at first due to the limited amount of people on the actual continent. Shipping them back to the kingdoms alive would be far too expensive, so he began to kill them when they would come of the right age, and ship the mass amounts of meat off to Stormwind.

He did this for quite some time, and opened the company as a branch of his father's old horse and cattle company. Soon the franchise grew, and people were more interested in mounts than just meat. They began to literally wrangle up some of the more common ridable beasts of the world, and sell them. When the dark portal opened, and the legion rushed forth, Don began to think of this as the same opportunity as when he crossed the sea.

Rushing in after the initial impact had died down, and the alliance had gone on the offensive, Don went deep into Outland. He explored the vast reaches of this other world, and found it extremely homey in Nagrand. He stopped and set up camp when he saw the majestic Talbuk. He immediately fell in love with the animal, and saw some of the inhabitants of the area riding them. Thinking of the Kodo he had been breeding for years now, he managed to rope one with his lasso, and take it back to Azeroth.

There was a great deal of interest in the animal, having a look completely unique compared to anything on Azeroth that could be ridden with relative ease. He went back, and found one of the many abandoned orc towns deep within the zone. He took a few of his most trustworthy men from his Kodo farm, and moved into the ghost town. They bought several tamed talbuk from the inhabitants, and bred them with some of the wild ones. They recently have been selling their offspring to the highest bidder. With the close proximity to Shattrath, they often sell there, and Don has become friends with the Aldor. He uses their ramp to get into the city, which started the friendship. It continued by a mutual liking of the light. Don is no priest, but he believes that the light will eventually be what saves the universe from the legion.

He was however, pulled away once more by the prospect of the Mammoths far to the north in his own world. He set off for Northrend, and once finding himself there, realized that he had bitten off more than he could chew with the wooly beasts. Only able to tame one, he headed off into the depths of Northrend in an attempt to kill off what undead he could. Traveling into the frozen expanse of Icecrown, the Rancher met up with the Argent Crusade. Once again, finding a mutual friendship in the Tenants of the Light, Don began to settle in; That is, when he wasn’t tending to the recent strengthening of his relationship with Annabelle Greene. Before he could cultivate their relationship further and finish off their engagement with marriage, he was murdered by one Mordis in the forests of Duskwood.

His body taken in by the Forsaken Priest Sariel, mentor of Annabelle, his body was preserved and eventually buried in the mountains of Nagrand. He would have been resurrected of course, but his soul was trapped in the Soulshard now belonging to the vile warlock. However, it slipped from its master’s grip on a journey. It was found in the forests by a child at the Stormwind Orphanage, and eventually found by Annabelle while visiting said orphanage. His body was promptly raised, and finding himself drawn to Hearthglen not only for his and it’s connection to Annabelle, but for past connections with the Dawn. While there, with the recent rising of suspicious events, he applied for the position of Guard within the Dawn, taking active duty not long after.