OOC:
Greetings from Germany everyone.
I do already have a bit of RP experience. My WoW RP skills might still need some pracice though.
I am using the Central European Time zone and will most likely be an “occasional player”.
That is to say, I have not planed a schedule jet.
I plan to join the new Nost PvE realm
Name: Asthenia
Female Undead
Job: Alchemist, Ex Cleric
no accent to speak of ((unless you read my dyslexic typing as an accent. Witch I might approve))
My plans: I want to play as an Alchemist. Make my In Game profession to my main RP characteristic.
I would be happy to play a supporting character. Help out with Biologic knowledge and such.
I also might want to join a merchant guild to eventually RULE THE MARKET PRICES.
Background story: ((If you are interested))
The story of Asthena begins in the place that is now known as the Western Plague Lands. She was one of the many citizens of Lorderon that fell to the plague of undeath.
Asthena used to be a cleric and a great healer with not only the Light alone, but also First Aid and Alchemy at her disposal.
When the Plague hit the first villages and the citizens became clear of the thread of this Epidemic, she and a a group of Priests and Alchemists alike gathered all their knowledge to research a way to prevent the further spread of the curse.
But it was to no avail. None of their Spells seemed to work and none of their antidotes seemed to take effect.
And so they fell one after another.
When Asthena awoke as a sane undead, she did not know how much time had passed.
((this was when Silvanas rose to power))
It all seemed like a far dream to her.
The Elixir she consumed right before death definitely helped her to retain a lot of her memories. It conserved her whole body within a secrete of green sludge that was now constantly running threw her skin. It was a desperate attempt to prevent the inevitable. But it was her last Idea.
Being reanimated as an undead, Asthena soon realised that she had lost all means to cast Magic. There was a deep void inside her that would not fill, no matter how many mana potions she would try to consume.
As an Alchemist, her current theory is that it must be either a side effect of her elixir, a side effect of the curse, being dead for such a long time or maybe a combination of the above.
Being robbed off the Light and with a frail body, she now acts as a wandering merchant for potions and herbs and still attempts to use first aid whenever she can.
She might not ever be recognised as the Healer she once was, but she does what she can.
