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Secret Santa Art Trade 2010

18 Jan

Recently, I participated in a Secret Santa Art Exchange on the twitters, hosted by Loreli. Art was distributed on the 24th of December — what a great Christmas present!

If you follow the blog Manalicious, you would have already seen the piece that Vidyala (the former Pugging Pally) did for me. However, I will also show it here because it is smexy:

Mishaweha by Vidyala

Mishaweha by Vidyala. It's my favorite armor set! Also - totems! ❤

I absolutely love it! I’ve even made it into my current twitter/gravatar icons! So thank you a bunch, Vidyala!

But as this was an art trade, I too had to draw someone all pretty, and that someone (picked out by non-artist Technophobia) was Fyreuni, of Daily Quests fame! I had tons of ideas for what to draw (with most well out of the bounds of my abilities/time to complete them, which is why Vas wasn’t drawn. Sorry!) In the end I came up with this:


She's wearing the priest Tier 11, as requested. It's a pretty set (for priests), even if it has a couple dudes looking into pools of water on the shoulders.

It’s not too bad if I dare say so myself, though I’ve vowed never to draw tier gear again! So many details! I’m much more of a lazy slapdash artist myself.

I’m not that happy with the background, though. I decided to put her in Vashj’ir, which is notionally the zone priest Tier 11 armor is based on. However, Vashj’ir’s plantlife isn’t exactly pretty, and the colors ended up being a little too similar (I’m horrible with color schemes!)

So just because I can, here’s a version of the picture with Fyreuni in the Mac whitespace:

Fyreuni in Macspace

Fyreuni in the place they filmed those Mac commercials.

The purple on her arm is indeed shadowform. I’m pretending the spell rapidly moves up from her hand to cover the rest of her body, instead of being instantly applied. I had put more shadowform over her body, but it hid the ‘details’ of the armor (and also The SA said it looked like she got covered in some sort of purple mud. >.> )

I’ll close with a small sample of the many, many sketches I did of Fyreuni in the weeks before starting the finished drawing. These are just the ones that I did at home, and not while at work (since I didn’t feel like taking work materials home to scan!)

These were drawn on wedding thank you notes I had messed up:

Fyreuni Sketches 1

Sketched Fyreuni heads, now with scribbled notes!

Fyreuni Sketches 2

More Fyreunis, now with cute poses!

Fyreuni Sketches 3

More Fyreuni, now with slightly more detailed armor!

Fyreuni Sketches 4

More Fyreuni, now with sketchy Tier 11 armor! (This sketch was the main basis for the pose, and the first time I carefully studied the Tier 11 armor)

That’s all I have to say about this year’s Secret Santa Art Trade! Here’s the page with a list of participants and links to all the art that they made. You should go check out all of the great art there!


The Box

16 Jul

Upon returning home at the end of the night, your character finds… a box before his or her door.  It’s rather common-looking, as boxes go — a simple wooden crate, about two feet on a side.  There are no markings telling its point of origin, but your name’s stamped in big, block letters right on top.  It’s closed with a simple brass hasp.  No one appears to be around that witnessed its delivery.

As you peer at it, something shifts inside:  just the faintest sound of movement, then all is still again.

What do you do?


The night’s air was crisp and cold, as it often was in Dalaran. With the city so high on the northern continent, Mishaweha wondered how they didn’t all freeze to death.

“Magic, probably,” she mused to herself. “How like mages, to force the elements when they only need to ask. Even the air spirits here would be willing to listen.” Misha stretched her fingers out to play against the air, smiling briefly. At least the elements and their issues were simple… compared to the mess she and her comrades had been dealing with for the past few days — the Scourge. They were fortunate enough to get a break from the front lines, if only for a little while.

It was well past midnight, as evidenced by the lack of people on the street. Very few were out and about, and those who were either hurried to their destination or loitered with intent. Misha was one that hurried, from the ‘portal room’ to her ‘home away from home’ at The Filthy Animal.

The inn was eerily dark and silent. Only the main fire still burned, giving the central room a dark red glow. No servers walked about, the kitchen was silent, and even Uda, the ever vigilant innkeeper, was nowhere in sight. Not to say the place was unguarded, though, as her wolves still lay at the entrance. One lifted his head to sniff at Misha as she walked in, but quickly laid back down, snuffling with disinterest.

Carefully, Misha made her way past to wolves and upstairs to her room, fiddling for her key in the dark. A few minutes later she found it (along with the rest of her keys) buried at the bottom of her pack. A few minutes after that, she located the correct key for the door. After the key was found, however, it was very quick for her to unlock the door, take a step to go inside —

And trip over a two-foot wooden crate that had escaped her night-vision. Misha fell straight forward and face-planted into her room with an extremely-loud-in-a-silent-house crash due to all of her mail armor she was still wearing.

She stayed absolutely still for a moment, taking full account of any injuries (nothing serious, though her chin would probably still smart in the morning). It seemed that no one was up to see, which was good. This wasn’t very dignified for a tauren of her stature. And there were no cries for silence, which meant either her neighbors were dead asleep or too tired to complain about noise.

Mishaweha laying awkwardly on the ground after tripping on a box.

(( This is sorta what I envisioned, but it's not accurate. Just look at that armor - Misha wouldn't be caught dead in that! >.> ))

A few minutes later Misha had untangled herself from the floor and moved the offending item into the middle of the room, instead of right outside her doorway. It was just a plan old wooden crate, as far as she could tell. A simple latch, easy enough to open. It had her name on it.

Oh — and it had moved.

It was a subtle movement, just a little jitter, a tiny shake — but it definitely had done something. Misha figured that since boxes typically don’t move on their own, there had to be something inside.

“And who,” Mishaweha wondered, “would leave me a plain box with something alive in it? And what, pray, could it be?”

She had a hunch about who gave it to her, at least. But as to what it could be…

“Only one way to find out…”

She deftly undid the latch, opened the lid, and peered inside to see…

“A mechanical squirrel?”

The squirrel looked at her with green glowing eyes and chirped, mechanical-like.

Carefully, Misha reached in and pulled out the squirrel so she could get a better look. It tilted its head to the side and continued to look adorable. Misha’s eyes narrowed at the squirrel as she proceeded to search the box, with one hand, for a note of some kind. But there was nothing but box.

“Someone who knows me, knows when I’d be on leave, knows how to make useless mechanical contraptions, and loves surprising people? It could only be…”

“Mamisha,” she muttered aloud. As if to confirm her suspicions, the squirrel made that adorable mechanical chirping noise again. Mishaweha sighed. Her sister would do this. Leaving her no note, not telling her what it is, leaving ‘the present’ in an inconvenient place… yup, it smelled of younger sister.

“I don’t even know what I’d do with you,” Misha murmured at the squirrel. She turned it different angles and examined it some. “Do you need to be wound up? Or do you have some crazy power source?” Cursory examinations showed no keys or other winding mechanisms that she could see. The squirrel barely struggled as she checked the surface.

“Hm. I suppose you’re girl too, huh. Do you need to eat?” Misha smirked slightly at the thought of a mechanical squirrel eating (“Gears and oil?”), and offered a finger for it to sniff. The squirrel sniffed it and cocked its head again, looking ever more adorable. Misha tried not to be taken in with it’s cuteness.

“I guess I’ll worry more about this in the morning.” Slowly she got up from her sitting position, still holding the squirrel. She moved to place it back in the box, but after it gave her the most piteously adorable puppy dog face (a great feat, considering it was made of metal), Misha placed the squirrel on a nearby table. She then closed the box, tucking it under the table where people can’t trip on it, and then got herself ready for some well-deserved sleep.

Shame she didn’t know that mechanical squirrels have built in alarm clocks. A shame indeed.

Saturday Sketch – Katiea & Misha

10 Jul

I’m starting yet another post series that probably won’t be regular at all, but I think the weekend is a good time to share my art. Especially since I’ll probably never post on Monday.



Anyway, our first Saturday Sketch is a bonafide sketch, on lined paper and everything!

Katiea, a blood elf paladin, and Mishaweha, a Tauren shaman, play with a puppy and kitty, respectively.From left to right, there is an adorable puppy, Katiea, a blood elf paladin, an adorable cat, and Mishaweha, tauren shaman of blogging fame. It’s drawn with pencil on lined paper from a work notebook (as I might have drawn this during a boring meeting), which I then scanned into my computer and gave up on trying to edit the lines out of.

I still have lots of anatomy issues to work out (or ignore), but other than that I think it’s alright. You can see that Katiea (my healing buddy in guild) conveniently blocks Misha’s legs, so I don’t have to figure out which way they bend while she’s sitting down like that. And I still say it’s not too bad of a Tauren drawing, even if I’m still trying to figure out the best way for me to draw them.

That’s all for today! Hope you enjoyed this surprisingly short post (for me, that is)!


P.S. Today is my birthday! Happy birthday to me! *eats cake*

Meet Mishalom, Pally of the Pugs

2 Jul

As mentioned in the introductory post about the Pally of the Pugs (a project inspired by the Pugging Pally Vidyala), I said we would get to meet him next time. Well, here he is.

Mishalom, a Draenei Paladin

Mishalom, The Pally With The Plan (and a bad wardrobe)

While I haven’t given too many details to his character, I think I have enough to BS my way through a meet form. So let’s do that before we go into the PoP Project Details!

The Basic Information

Name: Mishalom
From: World of Warcraft
Race: Draenei
Gender: Male ((gasp! Me, making a second male character? Shocking!))
Age: “We are all young in the eyes of the ageless Naaru.” ((aka he’s old! Well, probably near middle age, for a draenei. Except they’re immortal so… yeah.))
Appearance: Please see the above picture. Pretty typical of Draenei men — strong, tall, and buff.
Home: Draenor/Exodar/Azeroth
History: Mishalom has been a soldier of the Light for a long time; the majority of his life, in fact. At one point he had a wife, but that marriage ended on good terms when… well, when he knew he was not interested in women. ((And to all of you thinking “omg it’s so cliche for a girl to make a guy character gay!”… yes, it is (well, at least my experiences reading fanfiction has indicated that it is. Since most fanfic writers are girls. >.>). But I believe I’m entitled one. And it’s not the Blood Elf so I think this is charting new territory (Ooo, burn!))). This ‘discovery’ caused some … strife, but as  the (hundreds of) years went by, things more or less smoothed over (perhaps a little less than more). When the Draenei came to Azeroth, he embraced their new allies whole-heartedly. He now splits his time between all of the Alliance capital cities (though he spends more time in Stormwind than the other cities), studying nuances of the Light, and lending his aid to others in the Alliance.
Personality: He is a good-natured fellow, very devout to the Light, eloquent with his words, and tries to be helpful. He usually doesn’t speak up too much, preferring to stay in the background. But if you’re interested, he’ll happily spout off tenets of the Light at you all day. But don’t think that he’s weak just because he only ‘heals with the Light’ — he’s taken down unskilled folks who’ve challenged him before! (This is why you should never underestimate a Paladin — they wear plate armor for a reason!). He’s pretty much a quintessential nice tough guy.

Additional Notes

Yes, it’s true; I made one of my only guy character gay (maybe the real shocker is that it wasn’t the Blood Elf). But the majority of  his storyline that revolved around his sexuality has already played out much earlier in his life. Like… hundreds of years earlier. He doesn’t go around announcing that he’s gay, he doesn’t act ‘stereotypically gay’, so to most people he’s just another Light-obsessed paladin (which makes sense, because he is a Light-obsessed paladin. I would think that most paladins are).

Mishalom is also a fairly stable character. He doesn’t have much personal growth to do at this time, as much of it has already been done. This is because I’m not sure if or when I will be RPing with him in-game — I think it’s good to leave him at a steady point in his life. If I do get the opportunity to RP with him, especially in a long-term group setting, it will be interesting to see how his relationships with others will affect his relatively quiet personality… especially when the others figure out that he’s gay, since he wouldn’t go announcing it to them.

(On a side note, I’m not sure how accepting of the LGBT community Azerothian society is. My initial guess is that it would be similar to our culture as it is now (and my ‘our’ I mean ‘US’, since that’s what I know. XD) Though I do figure that the Draenei, being close to the Naaru and the Light and such, wouldn’t really mind. Or if they did mind, they would still be nicer about it because, you know, the Naaru are watching. As for the rest of Azeroth… I dunno. I haven’t done any research about it either, as to whether various religions would be against it or not. Does anyone have any thoughts on this, or have you addressed it in RPs before? Please, let me know!)

Either way, the possible character interactions seem very interesting, even if I won’t get a chance to RP them.

Speaking of interactions… sometimes in PuGs I make him say silly things that he wouldn’t actually say while in-character. It’s only been in response to other conversation — like someone saying “Look at my strong muscular man-chest” and then I would say “Mmm, sexy” (I’m paraphrasing, of course, because my memory is that bad). It’s nothing big or ground-breaking, and I certainly don’t interject those comments without prior conversation (I don’t want Mishalom blurting out random “I WANT ATTENTION” phrases). But either way, it’s not something that straight males would normally say, so it’s interesting to see people’s reactions, because A) I don’t announce that I’m pseudo-roleplaying, and B) since I have a male avatar, they assume I’m a guy, and I’m not going to tell them I’m a “girl irl! <3” unless they ask, for fear of being pegged as a certain paladin (you should read that blog, by the way. It’s an inspiration for us all. >.>) So I’m going to treat the interactions in PuGs as being out of character, since Mishalom would usually not say the silly things that I usually type. (He’s in the same boat as all my other ‘serious’ characters — I always go for the laugh >.>)

As for Mishalom’s name… I’m trying to keep all of the Argent Dawn characters starting with ‘Misha’, so people still shorten my name(s) to Mish or Misha. But it was tricky to come up with a ‘manly-sounding’ name starting with Misha (since to me, Misha sounds like a girl’s name) that wasn’t already taken. After some brainstorming by myself and with people from SAN (and The SA, actually), I finally decided on Mishalom. Why? Because ‘Shalom’ is the Hebrew word that means ‘Peace’, and this character that I was envisioning (which you can now see above) was a very peaceful kind of guy. Plus, it ends with an ‘m’ which is not as ‘girly’ as ‘a’. (I have a tendency to add ‘a’ to the end of my female characters’ names to make them sound more girl-like. I’m trying to stop doing that on purpose, though).

PoP Project Information

But enough about his roughly-flushed out RP character side. Let’s shift focus to what I’ll be talking about the most when it comes to Mishalom — the “Pally of the Pugs” project.

As you may have read before, I’ve already taken Mishalom for a few spins around the LFD. And you may ask yourself, “But Misha — if you’ve already pugged on Mishalom, how will we know you started doing so at level 15?”

Well, I supposed there’s not too much solid proof… but I did take lots of screenshots of his stats before I first queued up! Let’s take a look-see at what I got!

(Feel free to click the screenshots to embiggen).

Screenshot of Mishalom with his XP Bar

Behold! An XP bar!

Here’s Mishalom’s XP bar right before I went to queue. If you’ll ignore my crappy UI, you can see that he’s already part of the way through 15 (ok, you can’t see his level, but I assure you that’s level 15!) This is because paladins have their quest to learn how to rez people starting at 15. I thought it would be good to know how to rez people before I started going into dungeons, so I went ahead and did the quest.

And below are three additional screenshots I look of Mishalom’s various statistics and achievements (or lack thereof), from the stat/achievement page.

Screenshot of Mishalom's Stats Page

The Stats Summary Page

Screenshot of Mishalom's Consumable Stats Page

Consumable Stats Page

Stat page with Mishalom's Achievements

Mishalom's Achievement Page

You may, of course, click any and all of these to embiggen.

The Stats Summary shows that I hadn’t died yet. Good for past me! Sadly, it was too good to last. Maybe we can keep the ‘Death from Drowning’ Category clear. That seems like a reasonable goal. It also shows that at this point I had completed 83 quests. I hope to keep it at that number — or at least be aware when I do complete a quest!

The Consumables Page shows I hadn’t really consumed much. Just an Elixir of Minor Defense and 8 Refreshing Spring Waters. Since I plan on recording the number of drinks consumed, it’ll be good to note that I had already had 8.

The Achievements Page, besides being cropped to hide the fact that I took the screenshot with all my bags open for some reason, shows that Mishalom was indeed a fairly young character. No recent achievements, for one, because even I take forever to level a character to level 15, apparently. And only 5 achievements to his name, total! You can see the breakdown on the screenshot, even though I didn’t take screenshots of each one. I’m going to guess they’re fairly standard ones for baby characters to get (like Level 10, for instance).

But What Stats Will Be Recorded?

I’m so glad you asked. I have a list of them right here that I will be recording, along with notes as to how they will be recorded! Hopefully I won’t confuse myself later on the project with pluses and minuses and such! (Note: it doesn’t take much to confuse me. >.>)

Here’s an example, with some fake stats (double slashes mean it’s a comment and will not actually be stored!):

Level: 32 (+2) // The current level plus the differential since the last time. If there isn’t a difference, there will be a +0
Deaths: 19 (+0) // Total number of deaths, along with the differential since last time. Again, no different = +0
Drinks Consumed: 132 (+12) // Total number of drinks consumed, along with the differential.
Dungeons Run: 2 (+2) // Total number of dungeons run, plus the differential. This is calculated by me unless otherwise stated.
–RFC: 5 // An individual dungeon’s total. This is calculated by me entirely, not by blizzard stats. Once a run is out of my level range, I will stop putting the differential in.
–Deadmines: 4
–SFK: 3
–SM:Graveyard: 23 (+10)

So there you have it! A delightfully ‘simple’ way of recording Mishalom’s Puggin’ Stats! If any of you would like to see other data recorded, please let me know and I can add it (as long as it doesn’t take too long to figure out!)

Next time we’ll have an post that’s actually about Pugging! Finally! XD

So stay tuned!


Meet Mishaweha

18 Jun

To kick off the ‘Meeting my characters’ series, I present to you a character near and dear to my heart; my main on WoW, Mishaweha.

Mishaweha standing in Dalaran with Naxx-25 shaman gear

Mishaweha will heal you with this large spikey mace!

(Boy, doesn’t that name sound familiar).

She doesn’t ‘live’ on an RP server though, so I don’t spend too much time fleshing out her personality and history. However, I did get the opportunity to bring her into a Gaiaonline RP at one point, so the base of this ‘Meet’ form was filled out from the Gaiaonline RP application. I’ve made a large number of changes and additions, to fill out sections I didn’t have on the Gaiaonline app, and to add/subtract details to fit her more in how she is in game.

The Basic Information

Mishaweha, standing near SSC, looking around in a wolf helm.

Wolf helm!

Name: Mishaweha; Misha for short. (This is merely a public name, used for contact with people outside of her tribe. Her private name is, well, private).
From: World of Warcraft
Race: Tauren
Gender: Female
Age: ~40 (somewhere in the ‘Young Adult’ range for Tauren; I’m pegging her at about 10 during the First War (year ‘0’) according to the unofficial timeline on Wowwiki, not that she would have known about it until later.)
Appearance: Tauren, known in some vernaculars as ‘cow-people’, look pretty much like they are described (humanoid cows); tall, standing on two hooved legs, with tail, horns, ears, and a muzzle similar to those of cows. She stands tall at 7’6”, an average size and build, though she appears more muscular and sturdy than those who do not travel for a living. Her fur is a golden tan, with large patches of creamy-white fur all over. She has a dark brown mane that goes from the top of her head to slightly past her shoulders, with two thick braids hanging in front, down to her stomach. Above her blue-green eyes are her horns, somewhat long for a female, their color going from light brown to dark brown at the tips. Slightly below her horns are her ears; she can be quite expressive between them and her tail.

Mishaweha often makes her own clothing; she is a fairly decent leatherworker. Her more casual clothes usually are a mix of leather and cloth (some looking more tribal than others). However, she is typically seen in either her traveling attire (mostly thick leather) or battle armor (mostly chain mail). Both her traveling and battle armor do consist of a chest guard, shoulder pads, cloak, and helm (her more ceremonial helm is one that was a former wolf’s head). She uses a mace and shield as her weapons. She also carries a satchel, strapped around her back, to carry food, water, and extra gear when not fighting.
Home: She was born somewhere in the plains of the Barrens, but now resides in Thunder Bluff.
History: Mishaweha was born before the founding of the Tauren’s capitol city, and therefore spent much of her childhood roaming the plains of the Barrens with her tribe. It was a dangerous time, with much turmoil caused by Centaur, Quilboar, and other enemies of the Tauren. However, Mishaweha’s tribe persevered, due to it’s larger size, and willingness to travel with other Taurens tribes for safety.

While in the tribe, Mishaweha lived with her blood relatives, in their own tent; her parents, her grandparents, one of her aunts and her children, and her two younger sisters. It was a little crowded, but Misha didn’t mind. Mostly because she was out of their home often, due to her shaman training. (Earlier in her childhood the elders of the tribe recognized that Mishaweha had a connection with the spirits, and therefore was chosen to become a shaman of the tribe, a lifelong commitment with years of study involved; in act, it was only a few years ago that she completed the final tests needed to become an official shaman, instead of just a pupil). While her training started off with more general lessons, it wasn’t long before the focus switched to the nurturing side of the Earthmother, due to her proficiencies with healing (though she still did well with direct elemental manipulation).

And so her life continued in such a fashion – doing various chores for the tribe with the other young Tauren, and continuing her shamanistic studies – until the Orcs arrived. Since the Orcs had already contacted other well-respected tribes, it was an easy decision for the elders of Misha’s tribe to decide to join them. The Orcs would help them drive the centaur from the lands, including the Tauren’s ancestral home of Mulgore. In return, the Tauren would help the Orcs settle in other parts of the land. This sat well with many Tauren, who were unable to muster the sheer numbers needed to take back their homelands.

Mishaweha, while technically an adult of her tribe when the Orcs came, could not participate directly in any battles away from the tribe, as her training required her to stay with the elders. However, she vividly remembers the time the ‘green skins’ came. How their tribe merged with other tribes, with the Orcs, and with the Trolls, another ally of the Orcs. How preparations were made for the additional company, and for wars. How weapons were made anew; how old ones were honed once again to deadly points. How cloth was scavenged or woven carefully from fibers, to turn into clothes and bandages. How hunts seemed to happen day and night for more meat for the large population. How leather was formed into battle armor, or stretched to make new homes for the newcomers, who had no place of their own. It felt magical, unbelievable. The tribes had rarely spent such a long time in one another’s company, as it was easier for follow kodo herds in smaller groups. But now there were many joining forces together, and they had much to teach one another, between tribes, and between races.

But it did not stay so magical for long. Braves would leave the encampment for battle and not return alive. Injuries left others permanently at their homes, unable to fight any longer. And it was a tiring for those who did not have to charge into battle, with the injured to take care of, and more and more duties being assigned to them to keep their warriors fed. Misha, even though she rarely fought during the wars, also felt the strain, from her continuous lessons, and the extra work that needed to be done around the tribe (such as using her skills to make and repair armor, or prepare more bandages).

Eventually, the Orcs, Trolls, and Tauren persevered, driving the centaur and their other enemies from the land, from one end of the coast to the other. While they all settled in separate areas of the land, the Tauren tribes pledged to remain allies with the Orcs and Trolls, as it was with their strength and numbers that Tauren could once again claim Mulgore as their home.

Mishaweha standing in Dalaran with Naxx-25 Shaman Gear

One of Misha's adventuring outifts.

There was still some difficultly, however, when it came time to decide what to do with their homeland. From what Mishaweha could gather from the elders’ conversations during her lessons, the various tribes had disagreements on where to settle, or even if they were going to permanently settle. It had been several generations since the Tauren had made permanent structures to call home; some weren’t sure if they would wish to settle. The Bloodhoofs, a well-respected tribe and the defacto spokesperson for their people with the outsiders, listened to all of the tribes differing opinions. The end decision was that they would make the majority of their settlements in Mulgore, that all tribes could live in or make use of, but if a tribe did not want to live in their cities, than they were not required. This decision sat well with most tribes, though some tribes rejected the idea of ‘open’ settlements (in those cases, they often made a settlement elsewhere in Kalimdor, or continued to be a wandering tribe).

Mishaweha’s tribe conferred amongst themselves, before they decided to join the Bloodhoofs and many other clans to build a city. After surveying the land, the tribes collectively choose the Thunder Bluff as the site of their new city (a few other places along the way were determined to be good for smaller villages, but were not as defensible as the high bluffs could be). Misha participated in the construction of this new city, her skills with leather coming in handy to help make the roofs and walls of some of the buildings there.

It was not long after construction of Thunder Bluff was complete that Misha went through her rite of passage to become a fully recognized shaman (it involved lots of traveling and dealing with various elements; Misha does not speak of it very much at all). Once she was granted the honors of being an official shaman of the tribe, she technically became an elder of her tribe, privy to council meetings and other important decision making. However, most of the elders were more experienced than her (aka they were actually elderly), and therefore Mishaweha’s opinions were generally ignored by the circle. Feeling somewhat frustrated for the apparent lack of difference she made in her tribe after all her years of work, Mishaweha went off to adventure (there is a word for this in Tarahe, meaning something to the effect of “Life-journey”, or perhaps “sabbatical”. It used to mean a time shortly after one became an adult in the tribe, where the Tauren would go off to assist other tribes, or go on a spiritual journey alone. It would usually last a few years, depending on where they what they decided to do, and is considered something typical for a young adult to do to further strengthen themselves. With the arrival of the Orcs and Trolls, it then became in vogue to send these adventuring adults to assist their allies, instead of just other wandering tribes).

To this day, Mishaweha is still adventuring; with most of her tribe living in Thunder Bluff, she can easily visit them, making it easy for her to adventure in the world. During her travels she has strengthened her abilities to work with the elemental spirits, and has met a rather… interesting group of people with whom she works with often.

Personality: Mishaweha appears to be quiet and shy. In fact, she was very quiet and shy when she first left the tribe to go on her adventurers. However, she has gained confidence in the years she’s been away from home. Her demeanor is calm; few things catch her off guard, though her ears and tail often betray her true emotion. She usually tries to make sure everyone else gets along well, and will try to act as a mediator if there is trouble. Emphasis is on the word try. Her patience isn’t as good as she would hope it to be, so sometimes she snaps out at people, especially if they were doing very silly things (especially if they were doing dangerous silly things!)

Additional Notes

Yes, it’s true; I actually don’t know what Misha’s proper tribe name is. I tried tacking on various Tauren-sounding names onto Mishaweha, like Plainstrider or Skyweaver, etc., but none of those really fit. So I leave her name as a mystery wrapped in an enigma.

Her age is also of question. WoW has a notoriously confusing timeline, in the way that they don’t have a full official one and most of the timeline resources conflict each other (as I mentioned before, I based mine on the unofficial timeline). Add that to the fact that many of the races have different sources on their aging, and it makes it hard to decide how old, exactly, your character is. I was originally going to have her be even younger, age-wise (in her 40s), but she has two younger sisters (years younger, in fact) that both can be considered adults as well, so it makes sense to push her age higher (I even drew out a graph, mapping the human age of 25 to what the Tauren age would be, assuming that both Tauren and Humans become ‘adults’ at the ages 15 and 50 and are ‘middle-aged’ at 35 and 75, respectively. Those numbers are based off the life spans of races on wowwiki).

You’ll also notice I made up a lot of stuff about Tauren culture. I don’t think any of it was out of bounds, from what I read, but I’m sure you’ll hear different things from other people, especially about rites of passage, their take on adventuring, and shaman training in general. As you can tell, I put a lot of weight on the importance of shaman in Tauren culture; perhaps rightly so. Having them act as ‘Elders’ of a tribe makes sense; I doubt that all Tauren have shaman abilities, and being in tune with the elements grants you some incite on the world around you. However, being an Elder of the tribe merely means you’re one voice of the ruling council (in my mind). Tauren who aren’t shaman, such as great warriors and hunters, could earn their right to be an Elder (or some title of an equivalent station); however, they wouldn’t be specifically trained for such decision making as shaman would be. (Well, all of that is still according to my view of Tauren society, which probably isn’t actually factual. Whoops!)

In fact, I also made up a bit about Shaman. I’m unsure how controlling the elements allows one to heals others, or if shaman interact more with the ancestors and the Earthmother who can help with healing. I’m thinking it’s more of the latter, but I haven’t done my research.

I also tapered off near the end of her story; I really don’t want to write about what experiences she’s had since the start of the WoW game (which is more or less when she started adventuring). I’m sure there are events in the game that have affected her greatly, but I haven’t had time to chew those over in my head. So if I do write about them, I think I’ll post them as works of fiction instead of in her character bio. I also haven’t pinned down her RP personality yet, either. I’ve always found they end up being different than what I wrote in the first place. (Of course, the end of this could be a bit drier because I had to rewrite that part, due to WordPress logging me out and making my edits unrecoverable after I had nearly finished the post. T_T Nothing really drains your creativity like trying to rewrite something that accidentally got deleted. Worst part was, I remember thinking to myself ‘Oh, you don’t need to copy/paste this post – WordPress will remember it for you!’.)

Also, Misha really hates being called a cow, or being told to moo. Stupid moo emote.