“The Bleak Street Blighters? Well ain’t they a friendly bunch! They toss me a good’ol copper once in a while. Saints! Saints, I tell ya!” - Ron Barnsley, professional hobo.
“Men and women deprived of all honour, is what they are! Blightin’ our farms, demandin’ their stake in our livestock. They may get my fear, but they ain’t gettin’ my respect!” - Brandon Harry, Westfall Farmer.
“The Blighters have been causing all sorts of trouble in Westfall over the past years. Theft, smuggling, bribery, kidnapping. I assure you, we are working tirelessly to make sure that these scum of the earth rot in the deepest cells of the Stockades!” - Guard Thomas, The Westfall Brigade.
“I ain’t speakin’ a word bad ‘bout the Blighters. No, Sir! I ain’t gettin’ blight shoved down my throat today. If they come ‘round, pay the price and live life to its fullest.” - Josh Tarvin, Butcher
Backstory
The Bleak Street Blighters
Stretching out from Moonbrook, running along the edge of Dagger Hills and towards Duskwood, runs Bleak Street. A street deprived of its former glory, housing only ravaged farms and crops. The men who once lived here saw their homes, families and heritage fade away by the ignorance of the Alliance. The corruption started from the higher echelons, but truly exploded in the lowest. Having grown tired of the hopelessness of living a fair life and fighting the wealthy for remaining fed, a group of men lead by the notoriously shady farmer John “Cotton” decided to find fortune elsewhere.
Surely the Bleak Street was poor and dry in its presence, but it was rich in many other ways. Daily, travelers and couriers from the southern part of the Kingdom traveled through. Either with wares meant for the Defias or simply transporting the little goods Westfall had to offer. Here the group had found its goldmine.
Naturally under the Defias’ presence, these endeavours could not last for long. Hanging only in a thin thread, Cotton and his men of bandits were swallowed up by the Defias, having to work as a subgroup to both provide them with stolen goods or simply snatch up caravans ordered by the Brotherhood itself. For years this one-sided partnership continued to Cotton’s great dismay.
The plotting to break loose from the chains started immediately. A former apothecary known as Thomas Peters, whom also had seen his business and lineage diminish, joined up with the group of subdued men. Thomas had long experimented on a acidic liquid similar to the Forsaken’s blight. Being under the heel of the Defias or the ignorance of the Alliance hurt them, and it had to be fought against.
To the group’s satisfaction Heroes of Azeroth suddenly raided the Deadmines, removing the Defias nearly all together. With Westfall now released from the tyrannic grasp, the barren land suddenly found itself deprived of proper outlaws to fill the hole Defias left behind. With a storage filled with the blight the apothecary produced, the gang decided to use it for their own gain, expanding their vision from the Brotherhood to the land itself.
For years the Bleak Street Gang traveled from farm to farm, offering the farms protection in exchange for a percentage of their income, stock and loyalty. Should the deal be denied, they’d bring fear and desperation upon the farm, depriving it of what they cherished the most - their way of living. The farmers and business owners with a backbone to turn the gang down were forced to witness their crops, wares, home and sometimes family blighted.
Men of the law, farmers, merchants and alike fell under the Bleak Street Blighters’ ruthless control. But knowing all too well that Westfall had lower potential, Cotton sent a splinter of the Blighters to expand the turf.
Your either travel through Bleak Street, or the Bleak Street travels to you.
The Concept!
The Bleak Street Blighters is our take on a realistic approach to criminal RP, where your characters are the (below)Average-Joes. The very scum of the earth, rough-skinned labourers having lost their land, outcasts of society longing for companions, thieves never having seen a brighter day in its life.
What started out as an antagonist for a different guild quickly turned into a fully fleshed out concept. The initial idea was to have a guild of bandits, thugs and scoundrels to breathe life into the golden gem that is Westfall. However we quickly realised that in order to make the guild to survive, we had to look outwards, but to use Westfall as the very foundation of the concept. Stormwind is currently used as the main base of operations, but we seek to make our feet touch the soil of just about every land in Eastern Kingdoms that we can realistically reach. This will mostly be done through the veil of a trading company named “Bleak Street Trading”, currently set up in a worn down shelter in Mage Quarter (Ancient Curious).
Having a core of members that live and breathe (sometimes bleed) for criminal RP, we seek to invite others into the vast amount of fun and shenanigans we toss ourselves into. Our principle is that RP-interactions takes us where we want to go. Meaning that other than simply surviving the foul world of today, there are no end-goal beyond what the characters place for the guild.
What we offer:
- A down to earth take on criminal RP.
- A concept where your character matters and communication is key.
- A chance to flip the finger to the Officer Blue (Sschh, keep that finger down!)
- Experienced roleplayers that gladly helps out those in need of it.
- Casual RP occuring most of the day and events when it is deemed natural.
- One hell of a bumpy ride IC, and not so bumpy OOC.
What we are looking for
As you might have noticed, we are quite picky when it comes to the characters wandering down the Bleak Street. The very concept speaks of characters in the lower scale of life’s feast. Meaning that it would make little sense for us to include Death Knights, Demon Hunters and concepts that are less likely to ever cross path with dirt such as ourselves. That does not mean however that we do not accept creative concepts! We are all ears.
While we do not wish to list demands of what we accept and don’t accept, we ask you to open a dialogue with us if you are unsure if your characters fits the gang.
Sounds interesting? Ready to earn a reasonably small amount of silver? Then hit us up either IC or OOC!
Siesiela - GM
Twistroot (Kithra)
Arthur Fowler (Gilneanfella)
Alfred Hayes (Shadewood)
Or hit up any of the online thugs! They are all pretty nice.
