Character Information
- Character Name
- Jakiel
- Class
- Rogue
- Talent Specialization
- Subtelty
- Race
- Troll
- Sex
- Male
- Age
- 25
- Character History
For’give me Orkeesh tongue, I don’ be raised in deez hea’ lan’s. As a matta’ a fact, I waz born fah frum hea’ in an’ islan’ indah sout’ seas. I bein wat we Zandalari call a prod’I’gee cuz me ancensestahs bein’ da bes’ stabbaz an’ slice’az ah der’e time. I don’ be alone doe cuz mi twin broddah, Jakil, ‘e be a goo’ fightah tu. Owah eldah’s teached uz lots 'bout da weys ah da blade., a’fore dey died a’course. Wen we waz lit’eluns, da Dorfs, dey came, and pil’aged owah town, leav’en mi an’ mi broddah orphananned an’ alone. Dats wen da reel learn’en begun. We be watch’en ‘elplessly as owah moddah an’ faddah attacked a whole bunchah Dorfies to make da distrac’tion so mi an’ mi broddah cud get out wit’ owah necks. Alotta nasty sheet happen’on owah to da port, a long wey frum da village. We runned inta Dorf patrolz, al’mos’ got eat’en by da Sharptoot’ Tigah and damn nea’ starve ta deat’.
O dat tigah… We know ‘e be stalk’en uz a few miles back an’ now ‘e be start’en iz approach. We start’ed runn’en like ‘ell, den I ‘id behin’ a tree an’ slashed em goo’ wen ‘e ran by. I start’ed climm’en da tree, tink’en I a gonna wit da tigah rite on mah ass wen frum outta no wheah, der’e waz mi brodda, stick’en em in da side an’ break’en a rib. Da sharptoot’ be ‘urten but ‘e ‘ad mah broddah lined up fo’ a keel, wen I jumped down frum da tree an’ got em goo’ in da neck, kill’en ‘im der’e. Dats wen we knew weez waz goo togethah, cuz we not even be see’en wat da oddah ‘un be do’en, but still we knows.
Anoddah time, me an’ mi broddah waz steal’en food frum a Dorfy tent wen ‘un a dem caught uz. Weez not be know’en wat a do at firs’, and needah did da knee bite’ah. ‘e came at uz wit’ a axe, but we be dodge’en et. Mi broddah man’aged tu’ get aroun’ ‘im to ‘iz back wen ‘e waz beat’en on mi, and me broddah, ‘e be stick’en ‘im deep in da kidney. I be worried dat ‘e be scream’en an’ call’en fo’ ‘elp, so iz care’fuli stuck mah blade be’tween ‘iz ribs and punk’tchad bot’ lungz. Nutt’en gave da Jak broddah’s mo’ pleazah den watch’en dat tree stump chok’en on ‘iz own blud till ‘e stopped breath’en. Aftah tink’en about dat batt’el, I realized dat I bein’ a lit’el dif’runt frum mi broddah wen weez do’en batt’el. ‘e be use’en mo’ force wit’ ‘iz blade, like mi faddah, break’en bones an’ sheet; wen I be focus’en mo’ on da position’en a’ mah blade, like mi moddah, fo’ dat quick keel shot. Tugeddah, even az lit’el green tusk’ez, we bein’ a goo’ fight fo’ ani’un. Wen weez gots ta da harba, weez foun’ a boat dat wud be tak’en uz awey frum dis dorfy infest’ed ‘ome, but we did’en know wheah it be go’en. Be’en on dat boat be tuff but it be teach’en uz da import’tance ov stealt’ an’ da dis’i’plin to not be kill’en wen weez gots ta be hid’en. Da boat en’z up in T’eramore I’lan’ an weez gotz lucki by find’en a Zandalari prisonah dat be tell’en uz wer’e weez at. ‘e said weez cud fin’ a safe place fah trollz if we trav’eld nort’ tu Kalim’dore, but ‘e also be say’en dat et be veri’ ‘ard gett’en troo da town wit out ani’un not’a’cin. ‘e bein’ rite, weez ‘adda keel tu dogs dat be sniff’en uz out but got outta’ da town wit’out even a scratch.
Weez did’en know wut ta be espect’en wen weez ar’ived at da Sen’ Jin Village, but da leadah der’e, Vol’Jin, be tak’en uz rite in. Aftah ‘earen wat weez ‘ad gone troo, and realiz’en owah goo’ blud line, ‘e set da Jaks up wit’ sum goo’ fight’en train’az an’ start’en teach’un uz abut da worl’. We be learn’en lotz about da Alliyance race'ez, an’ da bess’ weys ta be keel’en dem tu. Weez also got ta learn’en bout da oddah ‘orde race'ez an’ waz tol’ dat mos’ a dem ‘ated da Alliyance like weez do. Til’ nowz, we onli’ be ‘aten da tree stumpees but Vol’Jin be esplain’en ‘ow dey all alikes, and da Jak’s ‘atred espand’ed ta all-a-da miz’ra’bel bas’tads. Oh, an’ also weez gotz sum train’en der’e wit tings weez ‘adent been familya wit but took tu like natch'ur’als. Mi broddah tuk tah min’en follow’en mi faddahs foot’steps cuz dey bot’ like da smash’en an’ break’en but iz fol’owed mi moddahs profes’en wit da fine picken an’ percis’on a potion mak’en.
Wen weez came of age, mi an’ mi broddah ‘ad learned a’ da weys a’ da ‘orde and decid’ed ta strike out on owah own and put dis train’n ta goo’ use. We ben filled wit a ‘atred fo’ da Alliyance and want’ed ta ‘elp. We trav’eled frum ‘eah ta der’e, mak’en frenz and learn’en mo’ about da worl’. Wen Azerot’ got tu small, me and mi broddah vench’ad intah da Outlan’ frontiah an’ ‘elped ta put Illidan in ‘iz place. A’course we ‘ad ben kill’en pinkies an’ stumpies along da wey but dat be chang’en wit Ar’tas an’ T'ralls “new planz fah da ‘orde.” Nutt’en cud stop uz frum keel’en Alliyance an’ da Peace’Cheefs coward’ess proved ta me an’ mi broddah dat weez need’en ta find a groop dat shared owah eva’last’en grudge. Liv’en da life weez did got uz know’en lotsa ‘orde dat be tell’en uz ‘bout un clan dat waz jus like uz. Dey called demselves da Blacktoot’ Grin an’ waz keel’en masheenz, like uz, an’ be shar’en da same feel’enz. Dur’en owah inish’i’ation Iz be learn’en dat da rumahz ‘bout da Grin, dis’i’pline an’ ded’ication waz tru’, an’ dey got stuff dun quick. Der’e inish’i’ation waz ‘ard but ‘ad ta be dun ta’ get a spot wit’ a groop dis goo’ dat ‘ates da stumpeez an pigskinz az much as weez dooz. Nevah since owah old I’lan’ as me and mi broddah felt so at ‘ome.- Alts
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