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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jeanu" data-source="post: 2521045" data-attributes="member: 35636">Lone wolf...Character Name: Jeanu Di'AssahtRace: Night ElfClass: HunterTalent Spec: SurvivalistProfessions: Leatherworking(elemental), SkinningCharacter Goals: Search out those who would disrupt the peace and bring them to justice.Player Goals: Aquire Eqic Mount, Full Beastalker Set, Complete MC/BWL/OnyxiaMy story is a long one. Intertwined in myth and legend of the world we now know. As old as the night elves themselves. But I will spare you the details of my youth, as it were. My linage dates back to the dawning ages of man. Our hands molded the elven lands, shaping the things to come. We were revered and honored among all the races of the land in those distant days. Di'Assaht was a name known to all. So it came to be that we were charged with the safety of our lands. Protect our borders, ensure the tree of life lays untouched by mortal hands. This was our task, ours alone.... we failed. Scorned and outcast from our homelands, our name fell to ruin. Our lineage, our past, and most certainly our future were lost. Those who bore our name were hunted like Orcs in the sewers of Iron Forge. Relentlessly they chased us. Most were murdered on site. The hatred overwhelming even the most wise elf. With our numbers dwindling, and our namesake lost, we scattered. Sheading ourselves of all that we were. Abandoning our ounce proud name. Venturing aimlessly into the world, in search of a new way, a new honor. For centuries those that remained went unnoticed. Hidden behind a vail of secrecy, we lived out our lives in shadow. Those who spoke of their past were sure to be hunted to their death. Few of us gathered together again, for fear that some may discover our secret. We live this way still. Moving from place to place. Never getting to close, never speaking of our past. Now, in this new age, in this new conflict, I wonder the borders. I seek to restor my honor, and my family name. Carefully, I stalk the world. Searching for the right time, the right plan, the right people to aid my cause.My life, my story, is one of desperation.. seclusion... and hope. I share these memories now, knowing what may come to follow, in the hopes that the hatred for my family has subsided over the ages. For know, I walk alone... but soon, I will walk proud! With my friends, and family, at my side!My story to yours, our paths intertwined.Jeanu, Di'Assaht._______________________________________(please forgive my spelling errors, I'm a horrable speller. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> )</blockquote>

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