Helgahn

[Nohr]

I've been dead for a very long time and I rather enjoy it. Not having to breathe underwater, refreshing cut off pants, and an evil cackle are all things I can really get behind. The only thing I love more is snuffing out Alliance souls with a frosty determination (pun intended, I wield frost magic).

I met Nohr, a member of the Grim, while drinking at the large tavern in Warspear. We were both weary from the days activities. Me with my constant scribbling of glyphs and arguing prices with dim witted Orc warriors. He with his clothes drenched in blood. I was a bit envious as my blood had dried up years ago. Nohr had just got back from the front lines on Ashran. He seemed so content saying, "When I'm standing on a pile of gnome bodies, that's my happy place." I asked if I could go with him on his next raid of the Alliance and he agreed, happy to have a new buddy to murder with.

Now I have my very own scribes brush made from genuine dwarf beard. All my glyphs are a bit more costly as they are written on tanned gnome hide and inked with dark Draenei blood. I find ground human teeth are good for blotting up spills. And I've grown quite a taste for the more delicate insides of night elves. The Grim seem to be like minded in their quest for slaughtering Alliance. I would be with you in your fight against the alliance, if you would have me. I'm almost out of gnome skin.

Your humble frost mage,
Helgahn

[Atticus]

((Buddy this is the most RP I have ever seen you do. And it doesn't completely suck))

[Syreenna]

Helgahn,

Seek out a Grim officer.

Peace through annihilation.

Syreena Shadowblade
High Inquisitor of The Grim