World of Warcraft Machinima: The Quest
Project Overview
This is a project developed by Thompshire, and a few other of us as a hobby. The project is a fan-made machinima series, focused on the events taking place during a journey, made by the listed characters, having the purpose of liberated a defiled estate from demonic infestation.
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Son of a noble family, Thomson has been sent to train, in order to become a paladin from a young age, indoctrinated in the values of the Light. Desiring world peace, his reasons are the purest. But this, can also be seen as a weakness, some despicable characters could profit from.
*Serious, firm* We need to find another route.
*Tired, annoyed* Quit the circus.
*Embarassed, content* '' Light Damn it! Just... pretend this never happened.
A cursed old man, of a high social status, and drowned in wealth, who grew increasingly bored of the monotonous life behind the desk, and spent much of his fortune in the development of secret arts, and forbidden knowledge. Which in the end.. proved to be his downfall.
*Serious* Quit the circus. There's work to be done.
*Casual* I did not want to interrupt your little... exercise.
*Bored* Let's get this over with.
An adventurous and excited young gnome, with a short temper Kelsey's apparent personality is but a faccade, ment to conceal her true, insidious preocupation, as a high graded master of espionage and deception.
*Excited* '' Adventure you say..? I'm all in!
*Angry, annoyed* You little...!
* Curious* '' What do we know of this place? Is it dark..? And does anyone still live there? Besides.. you know.. demons, and stuff.
Born a pureblood Wildhammer dwarf, he has a certain attraction to the wilderness, and the weary roads of Azeroth. Travelling through the whole word, gathering both skills and contacts, restorting to questionable mercenary work, should the need of gold grow too big to handle. Nowdays, he drinks his days in the Lion's Pride inn, in Goldshire, while waiting to be contacted by someone for more gold, to be put in his pockets.
*Casual* '' Fek off ye bastard, cant ye see im busy?''
*Offended* OLD?! I'm only 120 years old!''
*proud* ''Heheheh.. just like me first wife.''
A flirtaceous, but intelligent gnome, Manu's desire for knowledge was sparked when a mysterious priest saved him from drowning. But as the desire for power... and beautiful ladies grew.. the Light proved too weak, to sustain his desires, loosing portions of his sanity, and personality to the Void.
*charming* Oh.. Well, m'lady. It would seem we have -Even- more time to get to know eachother!
*Casual* Prince Anduin, He is a king nowdays.
*Confident, Firm* By my calculations, we have arrived exactly at Rut'Theran Village.
Daughter of an Alterac deserter, Thalia lived under his father's shadow of disgrace. Determined to be the one to change this situation, and restore the family's honor. With the need of income, motivating her as well, she has joined the Holy church, meeting many people, and archiving a respectable status within the Silver hand order, now, tasked with protecting the lands from unholy defilement.
*Firm, slightly annoyed*Sir thompshire. What would be your reason to be in such a mundane place?
*Commanding* I shall see the troops arriving at the destination in a week, at maximum. Now get to it, leutenant.
*Nostalgic* Remember when we were but children, playing with wooden swords and shields?
A simple pandaren chef, who unfortunately ended up working in Goldshire's Lion's pride inn. Lacking knowledge, his respect towards the Azerothian customs are minimal, his greatest wish, being to relive his days of youth, as a fiery-souled pandaren adventurer.
* Concerned, Urgent* Sir, I will need that loincloth back. It's been in the family for centuries.
*Excited* Oh..? That certainly sounds like a good idea. My fists are itching for combat.
*Confused* Why is the new king so disliked?
Despite most of his kin having left the Alliance, Ala'theas chose to continue to serve in its millitary, as a marksman. Even so.. when his homeland of Quel'thalas was destroyed by Arthas's scourge, he felt guilty for being unable to help. And such, continued to hunt the undead in the area. When the scourge was undone, he found himself purpose-less, and started mercenary work.
*Proud* I must announce you that I, Ala'theas, am superior in marksmanship to you, little gnome.
*Fearful* I, Ala'theas, suggest that Retreat, is the Optimal course of action.
*Offended* Of course I, Ala'Theas have to say my name whenever making a statement. Are you a simpleton, not to understand such thing?
A simple worker, aiming to make some gold through adventuring.
*Neutral* You're the leader? Well, I didn't vote for you.
*Neutral* I just want the money.. Then I'm gone... okay?
*Saddened* The things man does for money..
A young and naive druid apprentice, Tithorea yarns for adventure and the opportunity to explore the world, outside of the elven land.
*angered* Why is a dwarf meddling with my hippogryph?!
*saddened* I'm sorry.. I.. didn't know what to do.
*panicked* Wait! But, I need to tell my master.... Argh!.. Damn it! Wait for me!
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