Dune
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Player: Dune
Character Full Name: Dune Swinler
Character In-Game Name: Dune
Nickname(s): None
Association(s): The Lion's League, Stormwind, Hearthglen
Race: human
Class: Rogue, IC hunter/soldier
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Hair: Blonde, styled
Eyes: Green with yellow speckles
Weight: 215 lbs
Height: 6'3
Alignment: Lawful Good
Appearance
His clothes are normaly always diffrent, but you will always see him in his tabard he takes alot of pride with The Lions League.
Dune's fairly athletic in build, he's no body builder but definately capable of holding out on his own and stands at 5' 7.2". His light blue eyes are easily complimented by his light, fair hair and tanned skin, which is covered by tiny freckles around his cheek-bones. He's kept his face free of facial hair by staying clean-shaven, not a single hair remaining on his face apart from his eyebrows.
He stands and walks with his back slouched, almost like a rebellious teenager but not quite the same age, although he looks like he might just have the intellect of one. His gaze seems easily stolen by the floor, uninterested by most things around him.
There are a few, small scratch marks which feature on his face and arms, looking like hunting scars. They're the only thing tarnishing his face, he hides one of his scars under a headband, some might think scars are like trophy's but he thinks otherwise.
Personality
His obvious flaws are he speaks mind wich normaly get's him into trouble with The Champion and and he doesnt know when to shutup , he likes to be diffrent. he generally kind and doesnt mind being taken charge of, likes training with loads of people and can normaly see him in the bar with a glass of water socializing, he isnt a big fan of alchohol, he loves his food like any man. and takes pride in cleaning and maintaining his weapon's. He seems to be a silly unrespectable bloke, but thats because he hasnt grown comfortable with certain people, another reason why he is in The Lions League is he does not want another major city to get crushed by Arthas like Stratholme.
History
The Story Of Dune Swinler
My life was doomed right near the beginning i was 8 years old when my life made a horrible turn, the scorge attacked our village Hearthglen, all I remember is my mother telling me to hide so I did as I was told, it was the worst day of my life, All I could hear was the bombarding sound of catapults throwing somekind of liquid hearing the sound of something being thrown and then a smash and something spilling after that people screaming then falling,
I heard someone go outside the house and firing arrows I knew that becuase of the sound the strings make after it has been released, I knew then that was my father a hunter then I heard a banging on the door the door swung open a person got catapulted by the force of the door, and then I heard a impaling stabbing sound and an even loader scream, mom I cried in my head tears driping down the side of my face then loud footsteps coming closer and closer, "hello pitifull human" a orcish looking thing with blackish armour it was all blured because of my tears but he seamed weird I seen orc's before but his eyes where shining blue and ive only heard this because of rumors of somekind of death knight it cant be true a death itself pearing into my eyes then he picked me up and I was hitting and kicking him he didnt even notice it.
He carried me outside the house and away from the burning and dead smelling town I called home then I started crying realizing everything I new and loved has gone, then a bright light apeared and he had a huge hammer and a he was wearing all shiny whitish clothes he had long blonde hair clean shaven and holy symbols embedded on his armour then he whacked the orc around the head whilst doing something like a sign with his other hand as the orc and me fell to the floor and he said its okay its gonna be fine now.
7 years later ( 16 years old) The past few years i've been dwelling in the past, sitting and not talking, just thinking why did this happen, saying to myself what did I do to diserve this, i've never done anything wrong, i was wollowing in self pity, I hardly ate, hardly smiled, i was one of those kids you see in the back of the classroom, till this day you will see me, looking at the floor still thinking why it happend. I was took in by the paladin, he asked me if I wanted to learn from him, i rejected, after all thats happend I dont think I could bare it, after a while I started learning how to use swords, bows and generally any weapon, I slowly became familier with the weapons and started hunting because thats one of the things that made me think of home, trophys, heads of wolfs, deer, and other strange creatures, eventually I left the paladins safe lifestlye and started hunting in the wild for many years, traveling around and meeting new people, thats the life I enjoy.
4 years later (20 years old) I'm in the Lions League group of people sword an oath to protect the lands of Stormwind, i know most of you will be thinking thats what the army are for, but your wrong, there corrupt and dont care about the men and women who sacrifice there life everyday for the sake of what!!, nothing just some men getting paid to get people killed, i bet if there was a war they would be happy accepting a bribe and pretend it isn't happening. so stormwind is where i call my home now, you will see me riding my horse and making shure everything is in order, i would just like to say thanks to Ognor and Rosfon, for risking there life to save me, against whatever that thing was.
