Elegantly formed parchment scented oddly of embalming ichor
Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 10:32 pm
To whom it may concern,
It has been a long time since I have trusted anyone. From being forcefully forbidden to enter the gates of Stratholme in life and narrowly missing the Culling, I seem to be at odds with most of the residential denizens of Azeroth. While I haven't always been the greatest of company death or Undeath as it would likely seem has made me rethink my past deeds. I once called Silverpine Forest my home in life. Dutifully fulfilling my training as a warlock and master of summoning demons bending them to my will and forcing them to do my bidding. I was a vile man whilst I breathed and bled the blood of mortals succumbing to the evil at a young age. In the times of my youth you must understand those who were pure and good affiliating themselves with the Church or Knighthood scarcely lasted long enough to commit themselves a proper life. Evil and the darkness has lasted longer than the light and thus is much more adept to survivability. By the time I was in my late twenties I had seen much death and destruction due to the warrings in Lordaeron and secluded myself away preparing myself for intellectual battles rather than the fight of bone sinew blade and blood. It got to the point where I enjoyed watching and torturing my victims from afar though while able to manipulate demons and their ilk I could not surpass the trials of the Plague. It was at this point in time I had tried to take Haven within the walls of Stratholme but much to my dismay I was turned away. A few days later I had learned of the Culling and counted my blessings though received the touch of Plague upon return to my home within Silverpine. I have longed to join a rather respectful company of my own since my death and rebirth and while Lady Sylvanas will always be first and foremost be my primary loyalty gainer. I wish to provide my loyalty secondarily to your affiliation. I find that my skills in enchanting as well as tailoring garments and other sorts of items have not dwindled and would be satisfactory to your needs in the later times. My knowledge of the Eastern Lands is far greater than most and would also offer my expertise in bypassing the Alliance armies when fighting is not an option. Whilst I mainly spend my time dismantling Scarlet Crusade camps with my minions I can usually be found in the Undercity below the ruins of Lordaeron. I hope my introductory letter is not too shrouded in mystery as my mind may be missing a few memories but eventually once I traverse further my memories may return upon visiting the places I once held dear whilst I could still enjoy such things.
Reguards,
Master Summoner, Maximillian Vontagne
It has been a long time since I have trusted anyone. From being forcefully forbidden to enter the gates of Stratholme in life and narrowly missing the Culling, I seem to be at odds with most of the residential denizens of Azeroth. While I haven't always been the greatest of company death or Undeath as it would likely seem has made me rethink my past deeds. I once called Silverpine Forest my home in life. Dutifully fulfilling my training as a warlock and master of summoning demons bending them to my will and forcing them to do my bidding. I was a vile man whilst I breathed and bled the blood of mortals succumbing to the evil at a young age. In the times of my youth you must understand those who were pure and good affiliating themselves with the Church or Knighthood scarcely lasted long enough to commit themselves a proper life. Evil and the darkness has lasted longer than the light and thus is much more adept to survivability. By the time I was in my late twenties I had seen much death and destruction due to the warrings in Lordaeron and secluded myself away preparing myself for intellectual battles rather than the fight of bone sinew blade and blood. It got to the point where I enjoyed watching and torturing my victims from afar though while able to manipulate demons and their ilk I could not surpass the trials of the Plague. It was at this point in time I had tried to take Haven within the walls of Stratholme but much to my dismay I was turned away. A few days later I had learned of the Culling and counted my blessings though received the touch of Plague upon return to my home within Silverpine. I have longed to join a rather respectful company of my own since my death and rebirth and while Lady Sylvanas will always be first and foremost be my primary loyalty gainer. I wish to provide my loyalty secondarily to your affiliation. I find that my skills in enchanting as well as tailoring garments and other sorts of items have not dwindled and would be satisfactory to your needs in the later times. My knowledge of the Eastern Lands is far greater than most and would also offer my expertise in bypassing the Alliance armies when fighting is not an option. Whilst I mainly spend my time dismantling Scarlet Crusade camps with my minions I can usually be found in the Undercity below the ruins of Lordaeron. I hope my introductory letter is not too shrouded in mystery as my mind may be missing a few memories but eventually once I traverse further my memories may return upon visiting the places I once held dear whilst I could still enjoy such things.
Reguards,
Master Summoner, Maximillian Vontagne