Me Name: Kasarah The Ub0r!
Level: Almost 70! But 69 at the moment :<
Class: Elemental Shaman, and shall not change! Maybe.. I’m still learning about the shaman class, but I should be knowing wut the fux I’m doing soon . I also know that elemental shaman dps is just pushing 2-3 buttons, so I know how to do some kind of good dps! xD I can get most of my things done alone, like instances, lvl’ing and stuff. PuG’s are not that bad a lot of the times
Real life age: Only 16
Game Experience: ZG, AQ20, MC, BWL, Onyxia and Half AQ40 cleared Pre-TBC as a warlock. Karazhan, Gruul and Void cleared/killed as a holy paladin, the most ub0r one. I have no raid experience as a shaman, and I haven’t got any heroic keys (yet). I’ve been in every single normal/heroic instance as a warlock/Paladin.
Armoury link: My computer can't open Armory for some reason, so I can't give you the link X_X
Resistances: No Res. Gear at all, and I haven’t got any professions as Alch or something that could help peeps out in instance/raids or sumthing.
RP Background: Days, week, months. Kasarah had lost count. She’d been in Outlands for to long, helping out different people and beings. She sat in Shattrath in the Scryer Tier and looked up on the skies. Outlands, such a beautiful and yet dangerous place. She still remembered the vale. Not many things could have their beauty compared with the vale. It was a place many trolls could call home. She remembered a place she had recently visited. A place where the very earth seemed to have been ripped apart, the place they called ‘Netherstorm’. That place had some very small areas that could remind one of the vale. Also, the goblins.. She still hadn’t figured out what they were trying to build there, but they seemed to know better than her anyway. That place was also where some elf named Kael’thas lived. Damn flappys. The only thing she liked about that place was the small jungle like areas. She sighed a little as she looked east. But Netherstorm wasn’t the worst place, no, that was Shadowmoon Valley. The place where The Betrayer, Illidan, was. She couldn’t even think up words that could describe that terrible place. She’d only been there a time or two, but she’d never forget it. Demons everywhere. If it weren’t demons, it was mutated creatures, ghost beings, nagas or felorcs. Even the elementals seemed to have lost their mind there. There weren’t even –one- good thing you could mention. She got up standing while she still looked towards the east. There was still much to be done in this place. She took off and left for the tavern in Shattrath to have a little drink before she left the place.
Why do you want to join us: I want to become a libertine for the fucking hawt epixx lewt! .. Or just because I know that you got a bunch of –awesome- people! I can offer my bod-.. I mean, I can offer you me self and my char, and pretty much nothing more. A helpful, happy, weird and cute player! What more do you want from me?
I can DPS more than Kungen can, which should tell how ub0r my dps is, aye?
With a little gear, of course >_>
Do you know any libertines at the moment: I know a lot from Stormspire, but a lot of them don’t know me I suppose :< .. But I know Heresy/Fireflower and Snub, And I suppose those two know me aswell! And maybe the fat cow Elanos? >_>
P.S. Don't kill me because of the RP story. I know I suck at those things
