OOC information
Character name: Karolyne
Class: Rogue
Why do you want to join the Cult?: I've been looking for a decent Forsaken RP guild for a while and finally found one.
How did you come to learn about the Cult: Random chat in the Second Gurubashi Empire's channel mentioned you guys.
Anything else you'd like us to know?
I've been roleplaying since October 2009, I have been in a couple RP guilds, and am an officer of one of the main RP guilds around.
IC application:
Karolyn is the youngest of the three Brightwood siblings, Karolyn, William, and Elizabeth. Her father, Samuel Brightwood, was a priest in the Scarlet Monastery before its' corruption. William took the path of the priest, like his father, and Elizabeth studied arcane arts. Karolyn however, didn't see the appeal of any of those. Instead, she began learning about poisons, tactics, and 'How To Properly Hold a Knife'. Every lesson, her skills grew more and more.
Years pass. The plagued grain has been distributed around Lordaeron long before.
Karolyn stands in front of a medium-sized house in the Hillsbrad Foothills. Her target is a corrupt official, and a zealous follower of the Light. Karolyn fumbles with the lock, finally picking it open. The walls of the main hall are covered in paintings, tapestries, and archived newspapers - most of them to do with the Light's victories. She peers through a barely open door, spotting the man sitting in an armchair at his desk, writing on a piece of parchment with an elaborate quill. In the corner of the room, a stuffed bear. Just before she takes a small step forwards, two small, strong hands grip her around the neck and start strangling her. Panicking, she reaches for her dagger. Her bony fingers grip the hilt and pull it out of its sheathe. She stabs whatever is behind her, making a ripping motion in their flesh. The hands slide off of her neck, and the strangler falls to the ground. The official is already out of his seat, holding a rifle in his hands and aiming. He shoots, and she raises up her daggers and deflects the shot. The man takes a step back and can only watch as she jumps and throws her daggers into his chest. He falls back, his eyes open. Karolyn yanks the daggers out of him, buries the bodies in the freshly-dug farm, and disposes of any evidence that she might have been there.
She is now standing in the middle of Andorhal, looking through the windows of her house before the plague struck. She looks up into the moon and remembers her life before the pandemic. Karolyne turns around, and walks away into the mist.
Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:05 pm
