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|guild=Barbarian |
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|instance=Prime |
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|relat=Nimthiriel |
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You are Everild's Fist Hammerfist Wasutumi, Weapon Master of Elanthia, a Gor'Tog. |
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You have a square-jawed face, gold-flecked dark eyes and a straight nose. You have emerald skin dripping with viscous swamp ooze and a tight-fitting damask shirt adorned with golden dragons accenting a brawny build. |
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You are very tall for a Gor'Tog. |
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You are middle-aged. |
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Brutally burnt into your chest is the image of a berserking Gor'Tog Barbarian. A trail of mangled corpses lie in his wake. The disfigured flesh on your chest accents the image of a wild, angry boar with dagger-like tusk that stands proudly beside him. The swollen, raised brand spiders down to your abdomen to show three figures. The repulsive witches are surrounded by a dozen of their minions. The word "SAK" is burnt into the flesh of the stomach under the scene. |
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Revision as of 05:52, 26 June 2017
| Hammerfist Wasutumi | |
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| Race | Gor'Tog |
| Gender | Male |
| Guild | Barbarian |
| Instance | Prime |
| Relatives | Nimthiriel |
You are Everild's Fist Hammerfist Wasutumi, Weapon Master of Elanthia, a Gor'Tog.
You have a square-jawed face, gold-flecked dark eyes and a straight nose. You have emerald skin dripping with viscous swamp ooze and a tight-fitting damask shirt adorned with golden dragons accenting a brawny build.
You are very tall for a Gor'Tog.
You are middle-aged.
Brutally burnt into your chest is the image of a berserking Gor'Tog Barbarian. A trail of mangled corpses lie in his wake. The disfigured flesh on your chest accents the image of a wild, angry boar with dagger-like tusk that stands proudly beside him. The swollen, raised brand spiders down to your abdomen to show three figures. The repulsive witches are surrounded by a dozen of their minions. The word "SAK" is burnt into the flesh of the stomach under the scene.