Our guild members
Here you can find some information and lore about our guildmembers
Zenar
Zenar is a Draenei warrior who stands tall at 6'1. Her tail is slightly longer than the average Draenei, and her horns are slicked back and as hard as iron. Years of using them as a weapon to damage her foes has toughened them. She has a well-built body, a result of being a warrior for many years on Draenor, where she fought against not only the orcs but also the Burning Legion. With hundreds of years of experience, she has developed her body to fight against the bloodthirsty orcs and the fel-infested demons of the LegioHer skin is a pale white, resembling a diamond star in the vile night sky. She wears raven-black lipstick and eyeliner, complementing her soft black hair that is braided on one side. Her eyes are purple and glow with arcane magic, concealed behind a pair of glasses. A beautiful black rose sits elegantly on the left side of her head, kept healthy and well-maintained by the same arcane energy.
A butterfly-adorned flower climbs her right arm, shimmering with arcane light.
Personality
She is a woman who appears serious and reserved, with a no-nonsense attitude towards life. She is not afraid to speak her mind and can be quite blunt, which sometimes lands her in trouble. Although she appears guarded around most people, she has a distinctive, albeit dark sense of humor that she occasionally reveals.
Zenar is a creative individual who expresses her artistic side through tattoo design and bike repair. Her passion for magic is reflected in her fighting style as a Spellblade.
Ynloeth
Ynloeth stands at a tall and quite respectable height of 7'2" ( 218 cm ), typical for her Draenei heritage. What lies beneath the shell of her ornamented armour is an mystery to all but a few- it is a rarity to see the Vindicator without it, suggesting that she holds it close to her heart. Some notable features of her exposed face include a pearlescent complexion, curls of alabaster paired with similarly spiraling horns, a bejewelled circlet sitting atop her head and- upon getting closer- a dusting of iridescent freckles across the bridge of her nose.
Jawbone
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