So I ended up trying the Tauren Druid idea, as detailed in my previous post, and it just didn't work out. As much as I want to try Druids for all the cool stuff later on, I just can't get into the flow of them.
So after playing my rogue a bit more and being sick of him for some reason. I decided to go for the gnome mage engineer idea. The reason is picked that idea is that it fits, to the greatest extent, the kind of person I would be in Azeroth. I'm a technical sort of person whose more than willing to dive into complicated yet sophisticated systems, and in the absence of computers, I probably would end up in gadgets or in magic, if it existed.
Plus I'm a little guy, so gnomes have always appealed to me, but I played them a ton when I first started Wow, so I was staying away, but I think its time come back to it. This time I just let the characterization come to me when I started playing, with the initial seed that, like the writer of the Sopranos I've been watching later, I would draw on real life inspiration in my writing or roleplaying.
Just to maintain that familiary with a twist of the different, I named my gnome mage Tonari. It was something I came up with on the spot that sounded fantasy yet was almost a variant on Tony.
I've come up with a family situation and an early characterization for Tonari, just from playing for a few minutes.
Last time I tried to write a character journal here in this Livejournal it only lasted one post, so I'm hoping to break that record and get to at least two ;)
Level Achieved: 3
Inn for a good night sleep: Anvilmar
Cash: less than a silver
Engineer Dewald put down his tools, smiling at his nephew Tonari who was standing in the doorway to his workshop.
"Ton, good to see you," he said.
"Uncle Dewy, guess what?" Tonari asked.
"What is it?" Dewy said, turning to the workbench and cleaning up a few things.
"Mage-Mistress Coral wrote me a nice letter, she said. Said it was going directly--"
Placing rachets and gearsets and other things neatly in their drawers, Dewy finished the sentence for his newphew, "to the High Tinker himself, who passed it on to Mage Sparkfizzle."
"How'd you guess!?" Tonari said, incredulously, "Mistress Coral told me that Sparkfizzle had plans for me. What kind of plans?"
"What's an apprenticeship worth if its not used Ton, and the High Tinker himself owes great allegiance to the Dwarves here. The dwarves owe allegiance to the alliance in its whole. The alliance needs soldiers."
"But I'm no soldier, uncle."
Dewy turned to his workbench and said, "and I was no bombmaker, back when we had the luxury of ignoring outsiders, Ton, but now I make explosives for the Armies of the Alliance. Its my number one creation, if they were to be asked. I don't have your skills, I have my own. Magic certainly is quite the interesting sort of thing, and I've seen and studied its rise. More and more of our people are turning to magic, dedicating their knowledge to the callings that are needed today,
Yet you can't just go out and join the armies from scratch. They will want to ease you into things. Sparkfizzle came to see me, you see. He's seen hundreds of mages who never set foot outside Dun Morogh, leave the doors of the city behind, and in barely no time at all, they were returning as intrepid adventurers, who fought for what was right without hesitation.
You're going to need two things, Ton. First, wait, three things. First, I want you get out your warmest clothes, because Coldridge Valley is well named. Second, gather your courage, and follow orders out there. And third, you're going to need some supplies, and a little coin to get them.
Coldridge is the special training ground of the Dwarves, used to test and transform raw recruits into people ready to fight for the King. After Coldridge, you're going to have to decide how to proceed. The dwarves at Coldridge will give you plenty of advice, but ultimately its up to you. There are many worthy causes that could use another soldier. Before you move on to such things, however, send me a message from Kharanos. That will surely be your first stopoff. If you can make it that far, I will help keep you well up in supplies. Just check your mail at Kharanos and once you receive my response, you'll be off for wherever you will go, and whoever you will help."
"Coldridge? Can't I stay in the city and learn with you, uncle? I don't think I can do it."
"Listen, you have to. No choice. While you were off training with Ms. Coral, things are getting worse out there. The troggs are coming, the trolls are becoming a greater threat. The Humans and the Elves are embroiled in their own struggle. I've even seen the strange sight of a blue-skinned person of some strange kind walking through Ironforge with not a single odd look.
You're drafted kid. So you better learn quickly, the best way to take down your foes with that fancy old magic. The best way to stay warm when you have to sleep out in the snow. And the best way to keep going no matter what. The gryphon to Coldridge leaves tommorrow, 8 am sharp."
Tonari didn't sleep a wink that night, having imagined every conceivable possibility, all of them terrifying, for how Coldridge would be. What would the testers be like there. What would they do to test him, and would he have to sleep out in the snow overnight?
When the gryphon arrived, he mounted up, tired and on edge. Halfway there he was already feeling better. The fresh chilled air seemed to serve as a wakeup call, both literally and figuratively.
And if there were testers, they didn't call themselves that. There were almost as many dwarves here as in Ironforge, but there were also a number of other new recruits, all of them gnomes.
Tonari saw the prettiest gnome lass he's ever seen, and waved at her, but she darted out of a sight. The gnomes were in a hurry here, and no particularly talkative.
But the Dwarves did have a lot to say. There was a wolf problem. Tonari shivered. He would have to start his journey with the hunting of wolves, equipped with nothing more than staff and his knowledge.
He stalked the wolves, in the way a wolf cub might stalk his own mother, that is , inexpertly, and with the full attention of the target.
There were other spells that promised him that they were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't think of them, and so he fell back on the old candle lighter trick. He used to light all of Coral's candles, one by one, with a puff of fire.
This time, he made the puffs a lot bigger, but it only took three blasts of the candlefire, as he still thought it was called, to fell the wolf. The prey was running towards him the whole time, and scratched his right arm, pushing through his blue robes there, leaving a rip in the robe there and three streaks running across his arm, which bled a bit. He calmed down, had breakfast, and applied bandages and continued.
But back up. Beyond the purpose of culling the wolves, the Dwarf who had sent him out promised good warm gloves. Having been scratched and gouged a bit more, but rapidlly getting the hang of the "Big candle fire" spell, he had bested over a dozen of the local wolves. It was a huge accomplishment to Tonari.
But for the Dwarf, it was less. He wanted Tonari to take on some Troggs next. Tonari new about troggs. They were the bane of all Gnomes, and fear was certainly an expected response. But the dwarf convinced Tonari to fight them, telling him that these Troggs were younger, less aggresive, and that there was little to fear if he had been able to best the wolves, which he had.
Things went well with the Troggs. Tonari was shocked. He began to learn how to weave the "candlefire" magics in rapid succession, and even got overconfident and ran out of mana briefly, but soon he was back to it.
He learned the true name of the "candlefire", when he was sent to the top Mage in the area, Mr. Nurribit. He was a youthful sort, and he straightened out some of Tonari's weaknesses in the area of combat magic, which he had only been taught about in passing by Coral, who was more focussed on civilian magic. The "candlefire" turned out to be a very well known spell called Fireball, and he learned a few new techniques for focussing and enhancing his magical aptitude through magic. It was amazing to him, to realize that a spell could itself enhance spellcaster.
Tonari studied the Arcane Intellect spell that night, sitting by the roaring fire in Anvilmar. Things were different than in his wildest dreams of the previous night, but they were not so bad, and the learning he had done today was exciting in its own right. There was a full day ahead of him tommorrow as well.