Zotar1234

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  • Name Hadeston
  • Class Warlock
  • Level 110
  • Realm Sylvanas
  • Race Worgen

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  1. client-side mod

    You must extract it on to your root folder, if it still doesn't work then try both 32bit and 64bit clients
  2. client-side mod

    Yes, you can use DK skins as a normal class. There are also the Eredar skins, the ones you see on the Broken Isle Yes, it is ok to use, no rules againsts it, i and a bunch of my friends have been using it with no problems
  3. client-side mod

    Doesn't seem to work when i open my 32bit client... But i got it to work for 64bit so i have no complaints
  4. This mod will only work with the 64bit client. Instruction: Download the rar file down bellow then extract it on your WoW game folder. Once you login and are at the character creation screen, you will see new skin color and a few other character customization options like these: Disclaimer: I did not made this mod nor do i have any ownership over it. I did not found any server rules that prohibit this. DBFilesClient.rar
  5. This mod will only work with the 64bit client. Instruction: Download the rar file down bellow then extract it on your WoW game folder. Once you login and are at the character creation screen, you will see new skin color and a few other character customization options like these: Disclaimer: I did not made this mod nor do i have any ownership over it. I did not found any server rules that prohibit this. DBFilesClient.rar
  6. This mod will only work with the 64bit client. Instruction: Download the rar file down bellow then extract it on your WoW game folder. Once you login and are at the character creation screen, you will see new skin color and a few other character customization options like these: Disclaimer: I did not made this mod nor do i have any ownership over it. I did not found any server rules that prohibit this. DBFilesClient.rar
  7. This mod will only work with the 64bit client. Instruction: Download the rar file down bellow then extract it on your WoW game folder. Once you login and are at the character creation screen, you will see new skin color and a few other character customization options like these: Disclaimer: I did not made this mod nor do i have any ownership over it. I did not found any server rules that prohibit this. DBFilesClient.rar
  8. I want to ask if altering the client's files in order to visually change the textures within the game is legal It's not like removing or adding game objects or anything, it's more like the extra character customizations in the character creation screen like explained in this suggestion topic here:
  9. Nope... nope... nothing... got me excited for a little bit there
  10. The Lightning Fox isn't on the server yet, sadly But the spirit beast mana sabers are there in Suramar
  11. original story

    So this is the story of my character Saungyu. I don't think it's fitting for a biography during roleplay but i want to share it here anyway, maybe someone will get a kick out of it. I am looking for criticisms, but please... keep it constructive so that i can improve. Chapter I: The Curious Cub The Jadestorm family is a family of skilled brewmasters and herbalists serving directly under the pandaren emperors of Pandaria. In one fateful battle to repel the mantid, the head of the family fell sacrificing himself to save his comrades. To honor this noble sacrifice, the emperor of that time ordered that a large tomb be constructed as a resting place of the most heroic and wise members of the Jadestorm family. Generations passed and eventually the last of the Jadestorm on Pandaria died out. However, there is a branch of the family that has followed the great explorer Liu Lang on to the Wandering Isle and made their home there. From this family, was born Saung Yu Jadestorm. Saung Yu was a very active child, often caused mischief around the isle. So her family sent her to be trained as a monk while also teaching her in the Jadestorm secret brews and medicine formulae in hopes to calm her energy, or at least try to redirect it towards something more constructive. Years gone by, Saung Yu has grown into a fine monk and herbalist. Then the peace was broken as the Alliance and Horde crashed onto the Wandering Isle. Compelled by her curious nature and captivated by the morals and ideals of the Horde, Saung Yu followed Ji Firepaw and the Houjin monks to join the Horde. After arriving at Orgrimmar and meeting the warchief Garrosh Hellscream, the orc values strength very much and he is very stern. Saung disliked the conflicts between the Horde and Alliance so she stays as far away from them as possible. Chapter II: The Spirit of Adventure Saung Yu was eventually sent to aid the Horde in their campaign in Pandaria. Reluctant to go to the front lines, but her explorer's spirit pushed her to go into this mysterious land where her people are said to have originated. Soon after arriving, Saung and several others were ordered to escort Vol'jin, a powerful Shadow Hunter and leader to the trolls of the Horde, and help him uncover the secret dark magic that the Mogu wields. They entered a dark cave, where the ancient tablets and scrolls that describe the magic of the mogu are. Vol'jin read and saw the terrifying dark arts, he strongly disagreed with the use of this magic, and the Kor'kron captain accused him of treason and swiftly stabbed a dagger into Vol'jin's throat. A massive battle broke out between the Kor'kron and those who were loyal to Vol'jin. Horrified, Saung fled the scene, deserting the Horde. Needing shelter, Saung Yu made her way north to Kun-Lai and settled in a small village where she stayed for many weeks, helping out the locals and earning her keep with her knowledge of brew and medicine. She heard from the villagers about the Shado-Pan monks and Xuen, the White Tiger celestial, occupying the peaks of Kun-Lai in their monasteries. Once again compelled by curiosity, Saung packed up and prepare to climb the mountains to meet and see the legendary Shado-Pan. Saung arrived at the monastery, she watched the trainees practiced and even sparred with many of them. One of the trainees took Saung to an overseeing adept and asked for her to meet the great White Tiger, and so they head off to the temple where Xuen the Shado-Pan elites were meditating. They arrived before Xuen, he instantly recognized her family name, Jadestorm. The two conversed for a while and Xuen told Saung about the tomb of her ancestors and about the family's heirloom armaments resting inside. After exchanging farewells, Saung Yu set off once again, to find the resting place of her ancestors and claim her birthright. Chapter III: The Lost Child After a long journey, Saung Yu arrived at the ancient tomb. She carefully set foot into the dust-filled halls, paying respects to each tombstone she passes. Finally, Saung is at the center of the tomb and she sees the fabled armor and spear of the Jadestorm family. She steadily approached them, she reached out her hand seeking to claim the pieces, and then suddenly, an unseen force pushed Saung backwards, unbalancing her. Then, a shroud of jade mist started forming around the chamber, and from them, the ancient spirits of the Jadestorm family appeared. They told Saung to be gone and that only a true Jadestorm will be able to claim these heirlooms, she tried to explain that she is their descendant but they simply request that she brings proof. Not knowing what else to do, Saung Yu exited the tomb and set up camp outside. It is impossible to just return to the Wandering Isle and ask her family for some proof, and she doesn't carry any important items with her. Saung thought and pondered, and then she realized that there is a special brew that only her family knows, so she started gathering ingredients and started brewing. Few days passed and the brew is finally ready, she took the jug and entered the tomb once more. Saung present the brew before the ancestors' spirits. Instead of being impressed like she thought they'd be, the spirits called her a thief and lashed out at her. She barely managed to fight off the enraged spirits and escaped the tomb. Now, outraged, she devised a plan to take advantage of the Saurok as a distraction while she takes the armaments while the spirits are busy repelling the saurok. Saung Yu laid out the lures and set her plans into motion. The saurok has arrived at the tomb as started frantically looting anything shiny, and Saung was discreetly following right behind them. She carefully approach the room where the armor and weapon was held, Saung was nearly there when suddenly she heard screams, children screams, echoing through the halls, little did she knew that a pair of children has wandered into the tomb and they are now found by the saurok raiders. The two children ran with all their might through the winding maze-like halls trying to flee from the pursuing saurok. Hearing their distress, Saung instantly forget about her objective and started sprinting towards the direction of the screams. She found the children and lead them running out to the exit, Saung told them to run back to their homes while she stay and take out as many saurok as she can to buy them time. She watched as they ran off to the distance, and then as she turned around, a squad of saurok was rushing towards her, weapons in hand. Chapter IV: The Growing Branch Saung assumed her stance and prepared for battle. The saurok charged at her and one by one, she dodged their attacks, knocked them down and dispatched them. The commotion has not gone unheard, the rest of the saurok raid was alerted, all of them ran to Saung's location and engaged her. Blows after blows, she returns each one that was thrown at her, but their numbers were too great and they eventually overwhelmed her. Try as she might, Saung cannot avoid every one of their attacks, a crude saurok spear impaled her back straight through her chest, before she gives in, Saung turned around, delivering a powerful kick to the saurok's head, breaking its neck. Now bleeding heavily, Saung fell to her knees and collapsed onto the tomb's floor. Feeling her end nearing, Saung closed her eyes and smiled as she knew that the children fled safely. Just then, a shroud of jade mist enveloped Saung Yu's body, mending her wounds and bringing back her consciousness. Tired, she slowly stood up and from the thick mists, the ancestor's spirits stepped out. They explained that all the things she's been through were tests to prove that she has the Jadestorm blood. The first was to test her brewing skills, the second was to test her fervor in battle, and the third, though unexpected, was to test her heart. If Saung had chosen to take the armaments over saving the children, the spirits has surely ended her life; however, she showed that she has the heart of a true Jadestorm when she chosen to sacrificed herself to ensure the safety of others. The spirit of the former head of the family took Saung’s hand and leads her to the chamber where the ancient armor and weapon was kept. When they arrived, each spirit bowed to her, one by one, and disappears, Saung Yu Jadestorm stepped forward and claimed the legendary armaments of the family and she stepped out of the tomb now, as a true Jadestorm, carrying with her the valuable lessons she has been taught on her journey so far, and she begin a new journey across Azeroth and beyond. I hope you all enjoyed! ~Huy~
  12. There are already tons of Legion server, i'd like it if Firestorm would stand out more
  13. original story

    Gosh i wish i could edit this post more, it just look like a lifeless wall of text
  14. original story

    So this is the story of my character Janore. I don't think it's fitting for a biography during roleplay but i want to share it here anyway, maybe someone will get a kick out of it. Janore is born from a Highborne family of magi, the Starweaver family. Her father is the head of the Royal Spellsmiths, working under Lord Xavius, and her mother passed away long ago due to an illness. During the War of the Ancients, Janore's father, Kaesarac, realized the plans of Xavius and Queen Azshara and sent Janore off to the Night Elven Resistance while he stayed behind to act as a spy to the resistance force. At the end of the war and the Well was collapsing in on itself, Kaesarac couldn't make it out in time and was trapped inside the palace while it crumbles down. Struck by the news that her father didn't survived, Janore's heart is filled with grief and that grief turned into hatred towards the ones that took her only family away from her. Fueled by a newfound purpose to defeat the Burning Legion, Janore became a follower of Illidan Stormrage and trained to become a Demon Hunter. Janore's training was successful; she became a skilled Demon Hunter under Illidan's teachings. Her skill in controlling Fel energy is without equal due to the larger than normal amount of demonic magic infused into her body and her past of being a magi. During her training, Janore became close to another demon hunter named Talaeloran. After Illidan was imprisoned for creating the second Well of Eternity on the peak of Mount Hyjal, his followers were forced to disband. Janore and Talaeloran decided to set off together to wander Kalimdor and hunt down demons that still remained on the world. During their travel, the two encountered a wounded night elf Sentinel in Feralas which explained that her squad was sent out to put a stop to the ogres in the ruins of Eldre'thalas and their attempts to summon a powerful demon. Janore and Talaeloran patched up the sentinel and accompanied her back to the ruins to slay the ogres and their summoned demon. When they arrived, they found many slain ogres with vicious wounds on their bodies. They progressed further inside and found a hulking Pit Lord standing next to a swirling portal glowing with a sickly green color. Talaeloran told Janore to destroy the portal while he distracts the pit lord away from it, then he rushed in, warglaives at the ready to attack the pit lord. After a hard-fought battle, they successfully destroyed the portal, struck down the pit lord and the few demons that managed to cross through. Talaeloran decided to absorb the pit lord’s powers, laying his warglaives down to the ground and kneel. Unexpectedly, the sentinel they were helping suddenly lashed out and struck a mortal blow at Talaeloran. Caught off guard, there was nothing Janore can do as it all happened in an instant. The sentinel then charged at Janore, but was quickly cut down. Janore ran to Talaeloran’s side, trying to mend the grievous wound on him. As Janore was attempting to heal Talaeloran, a swirl of black smoke entered the room and formed into a shadowy figure. A demonic voice echoed out from the dark mists, the smoke then congealed into a Nathrezim, he introduced himself as Nethorus, a general of the Burning Legion. He explained that the pit lord’s plans were unintentional and was not a part of the Legion’s agenda so he apologized for it. Nethorus explained that the slain sentinel’s weapon was enchanted with a special spell that were specifically designed to slay demons and that Talaeloran will soon die from it. He then made an offer to Janore, he will save Talaeloran’s life, in return, both of them join him as agents of the Legion. The dreadlord tried to convince Janore by saying that the Legion’s cause is noble. Now that they’re demon hunters, their people will always hate and fear them, that is the reason why the sentinel tried to kill the two of them, so there is no point to defend the ones that only wants them dead. Janore refused as she threw her glaive at the dreadlord, Nethorus easily dodged the attack and faded away into the shadows, leaving a small Legion communicator and instructed that if she ever changed her mind, then the offer still stands and Talaeloran does not have much time left. A few moments passed and a squad of night elf sentinels marched into the sanctum. They saw the scene of battle that took place; two demon hunters and a fellow sentinel slain. They assumed that the two had slain their comrade due to the demonic fury that is within them, so they readied their arms and attacked the two. Janore quickly picked up Talaeloran and fled, barely escaping the vengeful sentinels. Once they got far enough away, Janore laid Talaeloran down and they talked. Janore said she is considering the offer the dreadlord Nethorus made to them if it means saving Talaeloran, but he absolutely refuse as he would rather die than join the demons they’ve sworn to fight. His condition worsened, he reminded Janore to never be swayed by the sweet words of the Burning Legion. As Talaeloran’s final moments approaches, his last words to Janore is he hope that they will meet once again in another life. Once again, a loved one was taken away from her. This time, she is consumed by sorrow and fury. From the shadows, Nethorus was watching, he used this moment of weakness to whisper thoughts of hatred, of anger, of havoc, of vengeance. Janore gave in to the chaotic energy within her, she transformed into a monstrous demonic winged fiend and started flying towards the the base in Feralas where the squad of sentinels that were there in Dire Maul are stationed. When she arrived, she started to bring destruction on all that is in her sight. Fel flames burst forth from Janore’s eyes, burning everything she sets her gaze on. Sentinel guards tried to put her down but was brutally slashed apart by Janore’s warglaives. The carnage continued until all that’s left were ash and bones, on that day, the entire town was erased from existence. With her fury quenched, Janore walked off, dropping the Legion communicator to the ground and crushing it under her foot. A few survivors managed to escape the massacre and eventually encountered a tauren tribe which helped them. The elves told of the destruction of their outpost and sought the help of the tribe to destroy this demon before it wreaks even more havoc. The tribe elders agreed, sent a group of braves and shamans to help the elves track down and eliminate this threat. The squad followed the trail of fel magic until they finally found Janore, kneeling at a simple unmarked grave. The troops spread out and surrounded the demon hunter, they prepared for their assault. Following a booming war cry, the forces of night elves and tauren descended on Janore, blades and spears at the ready. Janore fend them off, one by one. Seeing that it is impossible to kill her with such a small force, the shamans and druids started channeling a spell of sealing. The muscular braves held her back for a brief moment while the shamans drew a circle around the ground where Janore was at, and with a final incantation; the spell was complete and Janore was sealed within the circle. Victorious, the group of tauren returned to their tribe and the elves thanked them and they too made their way to a nearby night elven outpost, leaving Janore there, imprisoned for eternity. Hundreds, thousands of years passed. Janore was left alone, with nothing but her thoughts. In that time, she grew to resent the elves and tauren, the elves in their ignorance bite at their own saviors and the tauren blindly follow whatever is told to them. She replayed the events countless times inside her mind, living it again and again. Her demonic body removes the need for sustenance like food and water, she could not leave, she could not die, bound to this place until the end of time. The fel energy seeps out from Janore's body, corrupting the grounds surrounding her prison, nothing grows there and no animal would dare approach. In that time, Janore knew nothing but hate and sorrow. Until one day, she sensed something. A small presence, it was shuffling around in the ruins close to her. It seems tired and weak. As the creature approaches closer and closer, she saw that it was a small tauren, must've been only a boy. It's been ages since she saw another living being, let alone a sentient one. The tauren boy gets closer and finally, the two gazed upon each other. Janore introduced herself and then the boy did the same. His name was Anropp and he was wandering lost into these ruins. Having spent so long without anyone to talk to, Janore said she will cook the raw food he have in his satchel and tell him stories if he would keep her company for a while. The boy was observant and he noticed that Janore was actually trapped inside a certain area marked on the ground, seeing that she can do him no harm and he was in no hurry to start stumbling around in the jungle again, Anropp agreed. Hours passed, Anropp and Janore conversed with each other. After eating his fill, Anropp nodded off to sleep. His arrival has reminded her of joyful and painful memories, memories that is best left forgotten. Janore’s hatred still burn within her heart, she was screaming and shouting for him to wake up so that he would leave. Before she knew it, she was crying. The pain was unbearable, she picked up rocks and tossed them at Anropp, one after another each missed again and again. Janore cry out in agony and rage, cursing the whole world in between each sobs. When Anropp finally wake, Janore was silent. He asked her why she was trapped there in the first place, only to be responded to with a cold grunt telling to leave, but he refused. Anropp said he wanted to free Janore from her prison, to which Janore respond by saying that if he freed her, she would kill every living being in the entire world. Anropp said that he doubt her, as from what he's seen, she is not evil, whatever rage she had inside her, it has been long gone. He walked closer, taking hold of her hand and asked how can he free her from her bonds. Janore looked at him and said that to free her, another living being would need to take her place. Janore's other hand grabbed onto Anropp's, her grasp tightening. Anropp tries to remain calm in this situation but inside, he is terrified. He pleaded that if she let him go, he will go and find another way to free her. Janore dig her claws into his arm, slowly pulling him in. A few moments passed but it felt like an eternity, the two stared into each other's eyes. Janore turned away and let go of Anropp's arm. The boy was relieved and told Janore that he will be right back. A few hours later, as night falls. Janore was there alone once again. When the thought of the boy has left her for good crept into her mind, she hears the sound of distant footsteps, rapid steps, running. When she looked up, she saw Anropp running towards her, in his dirtied hands were a tiny sapling. Janore explained that due to her fel aura, nothing will grow on the ground she's in. Anropp said that his father taught him a few things about nature and this sapling is a species that is especially resilient and if anything would grow on these soil, it would be this tree. Anropp stepped into the circle and started digging into the tough dirt as Janore stand and watched. He carefully placed the small sapling into the hole and covered up the roots then he stepped outside the circle. His heart is thumping out of his chest, from both fatigue and nervousness, he called out to Janore to step outside. Janore stared at the plant for a few moments, then she looked forward towards Anropp. He said that she should test out by slowly reaching out. Before he can finish his sentence, Janore stepped forward and falls onto Anropp, embracing and thanking him with tears streaming down her cheeks. The two stood and laughed. They walked out of the ruins together, leaving behind the sapling for it to grow. Eventually Anropp, with the help of Janore, found his way back to his tribe. Janore decided to watch over him, making sure that his life is going well until the day he dies. From then, perhaps she will return to her duties as a Demon Hunter, travelling the world, seeing where her journey would take her next. I hope you all enjoyed! ~Huy~
  15. Saungyu/Jinzulak(Horde), Hadeston/Janore(Alliance). I'm a pretty casual player and i have a vast knowledge of WoW lore and love to write my own stories with my characters, if you see me in game, don't be shy and feel free to walk-up RP (Taken if i'm not just sitting in a chair and being AFK :P)