*Have you read the Guild Laws?: Yes
*Do you agree to abide by the Guild Laws?: Yes
*Character Name : Vindicator Khastulun
*Character Class : Paladin
Character Level : 100
Player Age (18+) : 24
Most Recent Guild: Wayward Haven
*Requested Role : Chaser
*Character Notes :
Vindicator Khastulun was born on Draenor, the real Draenor in Shadowmoon Valley. He grew up knowing only the power and beauty of the Light, watching his father providing safety for others and protecting the weak. Khast wanted to be just like him.
Years later, he got his wish. But not in the way he dreamed. The Fel Orcs had attacked his post in Shattrath. He fought for as long as his strength would allow before being forced to retreat to Nagrand. Khastulun and many other refugees spent years searching for a way off world, seeking out any mage powerful enough to make a portal to the Exodar...
One day, in the fields, Khastulun heard the cheering from the camp. He rushed back to his hut to see his comrades already pushing through. They arrived, thinking they were still in the Twisting Nether. But horror encased them as they discovered the crashed ship on an unknown planet. "Azeroth." He heard many Elders say the name as he marched onward into Exodar. With his wounds treated and basic essentials in his pack, Khastulun took off towards the mainland, using whatever method he could find.
*Do you agree to abide by the Guild Laws?: Yes
*Character Name : Vindicator Khastulun
*Character Class : Paladin
Character Level : 100
Player Age (18+) : 24
Most Recent Guild: Wayward Haven
*Requested Role : Chaser
*Character Notes :
Vindicator Khastulun was born on Draenor, the real Draenor in Shadowmoon Valley. He grew up knowing only the power and beauty of the Light, watching his father providing safety for others and protecting the weak. Khast wanted to be just like him.
Years later, he got his wish. But not in the way he dreamed. The Fel Orcs had attacked his post in Shattrath. He fought for as long as his strength would allow before being forced to retreat to Nagrand. Khastulun and many other refugees spent years searching for a way off world, seeking out any mage powerful enough to make a portal to the Exodar...
One day, in the fields, Khastulun heard the cheering from the camp. He rushed back to his hut to see his comrades already pushing through. They arrived, thinking they were still in the Twisting Nether. But horror encased them as they discovered the crashed ship on an unknown planet. "Azeroth." He heard many Elders say the name as he marched onward into Exodar. With his wounds treated and basic essentials in his pack, Khastulun took off towards the mainland, using whatever method he could find.
