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Et tu, Lintian?
Joking joking. I know the town was different back then but, I couldn’t resist.
This 'un!
I… think at the time I split my time between WoW and SWTOR, where I had a more established character and foothold? And then Eternal Empire came around, shattered the established setting, our guild moved on and… well, here I am.
Kaytlinne has remained much the same from start to finish, despite the last time I RP’d her being ages ago (sadly). Tbh I got all my RP Crimes™ out of the way in my first MMO, City of Heroes/Villains (and oh boy, there were some bad ones -dies of cringe-) so, thankfully to an extent, my time in WoW has been a rather smoother ride.
Sure would love it if Elwyyn was usable for RP/had some more villages, as that’s Kayt’s home and - when there’s not an End of The World On - where she still spends a lot of time.
My first ever true RP char was in SWtOR. And Eternal Empire was such a disater for so many guilds.
People who thought the DF timeskip was bad do not thankfully know what its like to have more year’s taken from you while both factions are curbstomped to oblivion in a single day of content.
My first rp character on AD was a silly little Dwarf Hunter i made to see what the server was initially like as i was growing weary with nothing but pve in early MoP, roughly around Operation Shieldwall. I ran into a few dwarf and gnome rpers over a few days who were slightly amused at my obviously bad attempts to rp a dwarven trapper.
A few days later i tried again on Horde as a blood elr warrior named Mellisara who ended up being what lead to me sticking around on the server and making my first friends here. Alas she is no longer on my character list but the cringey but halcyon memories of youth remain.
An Undead Rogue, joined a guild called The High Command. I can’t in truth remember many details of it, honestly, other than me SOMEHOW getting an officer role, that I didn’t know what to do with.
The Guild later imploded or other without my knowledge, as I had moved on to another character without telling them >__>.
I had several toons, that I used to dip into roleplay, because I found it interesting. This was on another roleplay realm which I can’t remember the name of anymore.
These toons reached level 5 - and also had one level 58 death knight - and mostly stuck to Goldshire. It was not a wretched hive of scum and villainy back then, or not that I recall and my quality of roleplay was what you could expect from a 15 year old. (toon died upstairs of Goldshire Inn, then found himself resurrected as forsaken in Tirisfal Glades.)
Later I migrated to Argent Dawn and made my first toon. A human warrior - Yes, very original. Right out the gate, I joined a guild called Seventh Legion that was recruiting in Northshire Valley. Boy, I was hooked.
Later on, I would find another guild that I stuck with (Lordaeron’s Order), oh I don’t know, 3-4 years? The guild morphed a couple of times during that (Blackwind Marine Platoon and so on) and that’s where my first character eventually met his end. I did have another character within the guild as well, related to my first one, but eventually I quit. Roleplay hasn’t quite been the same after that. To be a naive youngster once more.
My first ever RP character was a Stormwind City Watchman called Frank. I was doing rounds around the city, making sure nobody was up to no good, when I heard a /y gunshot from the back alley behind Shady Lady. I made the mistake of investigating, and Frank got stabbed to death.
Then I made an enterprising goblin hustler called Beetle Copperbolt who was doing the hustle of the week trying to get by. He was selling some counterfeit products in Silvermoon when a blood elf rogue kidnapped him, put him in a box and nailed the lid shut, and buried him alive under the flowerbed on the right side of the entrance to the main building at Sunstrider Isle.
Not so easily discouraged, my third character was a Forsaken fisherman called Barnaby who was in denial about his state of undeath, and resolved to go back to fishing since that’s what he knew in life, and it helped him disassociate with the trauma. He got torn to pieces by Kor’kron RPers and thrown into the Southfury River for “not contributing enough to the war effort”.
My early RP characters did not survive for long.
My first character was a Wildhammer dwarf hunter named Dunks. Sadly, over the years, I can’t remember his last name. I played on a roleplaying server that no longer exists.
Dunks and I shared many wonderful times. There was laughter, there were wisdom, there was fun and (sometimes) epicness. When we found out that the server was going to be shut down, our GMs threw a big event, after which not every character would survive. Cultists, ancient gods, there was everything.
By a lucky chance, my rolls were very good, and Dunks survived.
It’s been over 15 years since that. I joined AD not so long ago, but I still haven’t recreated him. And I probably won’t. That old dwarf needs a well-deserved rest.
Sometimes I think about creating his son and continuing the legacy, but I’m still not sure about that idea.
I don’t remember who came first but I had a few early on of which I’ll share three:
There was an orc shaman who wandered Durotar while doing shaman stuff, accidentally made on a non-RP server somehow, so I remade her a few times and this set a trend of making and remaking that muddied my memory of anything before 2013.
I also had an undead warlock who I played as an apothecary, doing alchemy and spent a stupid amount of time getting the mog for to look like the RAS npcs.
I also made a human priestess with whom I discovered what Goldshire was and the person who decided to basically hard shift emoting into tearing off her dress made me flee back to the Horde for a long time.
My first WoW RP character was a DK that I rolled IC roughly a year after I started playing the game (before that I was too afraid to interact with others, being very young and new to MMOs and wouldn’t even go near the dungeon/raid finder). She joined an Old God cult and longed to be alive again, which is why she would wander among the living dressed in white like a paladin and with her face hidden to feel like she belonged.
It was very silly and I cringe thinking back, I think it put the fear of DK RP in me though no one ever laughed or told me off for it. Though I think eleven years later, I’d love to try RPing a DK again some day.
First ever?
That’d be my Dwarf Paladin on Darkmoon Faire that I made in 2010 (I was 12). He was a Guard with a visor on his helmet that allowed him to instantly see who was a criminal and who was not, robocop style. He also had a pair of ugly pauldrons I loved so much I bullied my GM into letting me wear them as uniform and I was so weirdly attached to them they had an enchantment that teleported them to safety should they ever be threatened (seems rather antithetical to the point of armour if you ask me now, of course).
When Cataclysm released on Dec 7th, my Mum wouldn’t let me have it early - I had to wait till Christmas Day! - and I was so incensed by seeing all the cool Worgen roaming around that I retconned my Dwarf to be half-Worgen: literally his face was some kind of foul amalgam with a wolf. I remember as well that I found it funny to have my Dwarf crash their Gryphon into trees and portray this by writing garbled nonsense into the guild’s radio chat channel. Why that guild kept me around I’ll never know.
That’s my first character - do I still play them? Absolutely not. Abandoned in 2011, never looked back.
Might just be me, but that sounds pretty rad/valid, tbh. A character, as an individual, desperately wanting the thing thats pretty much forever denied to them? Yum levels of angst.
I couldn’t say for sure if they were my first but the one I have had the longest is my human paladin.
originally he reeked of bad RP and all the bad tropes you can imagine.
I ironed out the roughness over time while keeping some aspects.
He was a Darrowshire survivor and infected by the plague, except his faith in the light kept it in balance.
so while he devolved into a ghoul looking fellow he remained human until I killed him off, then brought him back as an actual undead before I shelfed him semi-permanently in legion when he got trapped on the wrong side of a closing legion portal at the broken shore.
I still play the character but I RP them as someone else with a different name.
Thank you very much for the kind words, but I think the execution as well was a little bit wanting. The awkwardness of RPing in a new game and all.
oh my that is a while back.
My very first ever WoW RP character was a Tauren Shaman named Onemira on the german “Der Rat von Dalaran” engl. the Council of Dalaran Server.
She was nothing to grand, a shamaness that joined a Tauren Tribe and taught her way of shamanism, speaking to the elements and rituals to lay the spirits to rest.
Sadly the Guild back then slowly died out, and later i left to a different german RP Server “Die Aldor” engl. The Aldor.
And then i finally ended up on Argent Dawn, arround the end of Legion.
Sounds exactly what a 14 year old Ignul would have roleplayed back in the day.
I was 13 years old, and my first character was either a secret Twilight Cultist dwarf or a Master Assassin Night elf who was also the “Baron of Karazhan” - in either case, it was a level 58 not-a-DK-IC in 2010.
I technically started roleplaying in TBC. I was quite young and adored Warcraft 3.
So, naturally, being the young and barely teenage boy that I was… I roleplayed a half night elf, half demon. Yes, yes. You can imagine the edge, the brooding, the self-insert into the body of a pseudo-Illidan the - dare i whisper… badrp.
I eventually tired of lurking around taverns, and one of his “mortal enemies” made an attempt to stab him. I let him die. Logged out. And deleted him. I recall it being a little cathartic.
I came back to roleplay in late wrath, I think.
I started in TBC completely out of nowhere. I had friends who played, they roped me into it, even if I knew absolutely nothing about the Warcraft universe back then, besides a close friend playing Warcraft 3 a lot.
I elected on playing a Draenei Warrior. And boy let me tell you, I knew absolutely nothing of the Lore back then, so I probably broke the universe a thousand times over.
She was actually very basic when I rethink on her character concept, just some mercenary with a bit of a sadistic streak to herself, walking the world and taking contracts here and there.
In hindsight, I took a draenei just because I wanted the alien look, but I played nothing of the draenei Lore, she was pretty much just a goat human by lack of another descriptor.
With me getting into the Lore and becoming fascinated by it, I ended up completely retconning her as a paladin sometimes at the end of TBC, played her through TLK and a bit of Cataclysm, then took a big pause until Legion after which I decided to move to a new character Horde-side.
I still have her in that new state, but since I pretty much moved all my RP activities Horde side, she’s effectively retired.