Rate My Story so Far Started at 6:20 am

[GoombaMan]

Rate My Story so Far I started at 6:20 am its about my Mages life which isnt far >_<

[GoombaMan]

This is the Story of a Young Undead named Eyekunezon he was Killed by a Sword In Battle. He has just Started His Life as an Undead. He Is Not Happy Not Sad he Has No Emotion Now So
He was sent Out to an Undead Adoption Agency till He Was Old Enough to Go On his Own He was 16 before he was Adopted so He spent the 2 Years he Had with his New Family. He Became
Old Enough to Go On with His Own Life he had loved the Fascination of Magic and went to a Master Mage Renuzk, He Is Now Living in Deathknell so here is Eyekunezon's story.

So Eyekunezon is Living in Deathknell Currently and I hated there was No One else there But Me other Than Some People who Didn't Talk to Me so I asked around for a Really
Talented Mage to help him but the Mage said she wanted him to come to Undercity surely Eyekunezon knew I've been there before But It's hard to understand the Path To Get to the Bank
so Finally I Found the Path and he talked To The Mage that Was Going to Help Me all she did Was Open Up a Portal to the Place I wanted which was Thunderbluff and I said thanks
She then Went On with Her Buisness.

[Errage]

This is the story of a young undead named Eyekunezon, he was killed by a sword In battle. He has just started his life as an undead. He is not happy, not sad, he has no emotion, now so
he was sent out to an Undead Adoption Agency until he was old enough to go on his own. He was sixteen before he was adopted, so he spent the two years he had with his new family. He became
old enough to go on with his own life. He had loved the fascination of magic, and went to Master Mage Renuzk. He is now living in Deathknell so here is Eyekunezon's story.

So Eyekunezon is living in Deathknell currently and I hated that there was no one else there but me other than some people who didn't talk to me so I asked around for a really
talented mage to help him but the mage said she wanted him to come to Undercity. Surely Eyekunezon knew I've been there before but it's hard to understand the path to get to the bank.
So finally, I found the path, and he talked to the mage that was going to help me. All she did was open up a portal to the place I wanted to go, which was Thunderbluff, and I said, "thanks"
she then went on with her buisness.

I edited it a little (Wow, you really like your capital letters in the middle of a sentence)

As for the story, meh, I'm a picky person, so I wouldn't expect a very good response from me.

[GoombaMan]

thanks (post limit ftl)

[GoombaMan]

This is the story of a young undead named Eyekunezon, he was killed by a sword In battle. He has just started his life as an undead. He is not happy, not sad, he has no emotion, now so
he was sent out to an Undead Adoption Agency until he was old enough to go on his own. He was sixteen before he was adopted, so he spent the two years he had with his new family. He became
old enough to go on with his own life. He had loved the fascination of magic, and went to Master Mage Renuzk. He is now living in Deathknell so here is Eyekunezon's story.

So Eyekunezon is living in Deathknell currently and I hated that there was no one else there but me other than some people who didn't talk to me so I asked around for a really
talented mage to help him but the mage said she wanted him to come to Undercity. Surely Eyekunezon knew I've been there before but it's hard to understand the path to get to the bank.
So finally, I found the path, and he talked to the mage that was going to help me. All she did was open up a portal to the place I wanted to go, which was Thunderbluff, and I said, "thanks"
she then went on with her buisness.

I went through the Portal and "Poof" appeared in Thunderbluff so I continued my adventure and Left Thunderbluff and headed for Camp Narache. He Finally Arived at Camp Narache after
Several Hours. He Talked to a Tauren that told Me To Kill Adult Plainstriders and get 7 pieces of meat from Them and 7 Feathers it was a simple Task And I had it done in no time.
So then I Gave the Meat and Feathers to the Tauren Again and he told me to Kill Mountain Lions till I got 10 Mountain Lion Hides it was quick and Easy and I talked to Chief Hawkwind
and He told me To Talk to his Grandmother down at the Well So I went down to The Well And talked to Her there was 3 Pitchers behind her So I took one and ran off back to Camp
Narache.

[Gelormino]

The storys not bad Luke

BTW: Whats this for? RP'ing in WoW?

[WoWLegend]

Not bad, you got a good story so far, but to make a great story, you always have to look at other peoples work, get an idea of what others think about writing styles, it will help you become a better writer as a whole. so i present you my story:

Beyond Death and Valor

The air felt cold against my cheek as I departed from the shores of Menithil Harbour. I glanced back at the vacating land behind me, the land where I trained to become who I am, who I wanted to be. There was nothing left for me there, I had to move on.

I stood up tall and walked about the ship, seeing the new adventurers taking part on a voyage to Kalimdor made me smile slightly, as I bit my lip to fall back to a straight face. I could not show any weakness, Warriors do not show fear.
To whom it may concern, you are probably wondering who exactly I am. Your curiosity does not surprise me, I am a mysterious character around others, as I intend to be, for no enemy shall know who I truly am, but I trust you, so I will make an exception. My name is Mure Valore, Hero of the Alliance. I have braved the Eastern Kingdoms, home of my allegiance. I have defeated the Molten Lord Ragnaros, Struck down King Nefarious, and have even defended the Dark Portal from invading demons before it was closed. I thank the gods every night that I was not sent through the Dark Portal into the shattered realm of Outland, leaving my world behind for eternity.

My Commander has sent me orders to seek out a dragon, the one by the name of Onyxia. He has told me after I dock, her cave is not far away, a good ten to twenty kilometres west of Theramore Isle.

I hitch up my belt, and secure my blade, for journey to Theramore will be a long one. Time is on my side, however, I am still young, and have patience ideal to a rogue waiting to stalk its prey. The ocean spray hits my face, covering it with a fine layer of salt water. This brings back memories of how my family was lost to the Veiled Sea long ago, when our vessel was attacked by the wretched Horde. That night was burned into my memory from the horrors that I had seen. I sought revenge after that, and so I learned the art of combat.

“Strap yourself down me lads, rough seas ahead.” yelled the captain from the rear of the boat. He wasn’t lying, the sea picked up quickly, rocking the boat side to side. I slide on the deck as if it was covered by a sheet of ice. I struggled to gain my surroundings; the boat was taking on water with every splash that came up. “Ahoy, someone bail that water, we’re going down!” screamed the frightened captain. He is an optimistic fool. The waves crashing against the side of the boat were massive, about 20 feet into the air from deck level (approximately 50 feet from the ocean surface). The arrogant deckhands frantically bailed pity amounts of water from the boat, but it was no use, we were going down.

It was midnight in the freezing ocean. The winds from Northrend didn’t help the situation either. Lucky for me I snagged a large piece of the ship before it went down, as I lay here in the cold waters, I knew that I would be safe tonight, for the storm had passed, for now.

I awoke the next morning on a vessel of orcish design, wooden halls covered with a layer of metal spikes surrounded me. I was lying on the main deck out on the bow of the boat, the damp water sent shivers down my spine.

I struggled to get up as my joints weren’t used to lying a drift for a night, but what was I doing on a ship built by Horde? And why hadn’t they killed me when they found me?

“Org zug rah’krag” I heard something say from behind me. I quickly cocked my head towards the voice. I remember a hammer coming at me but that is it, I assume I was knocked out cold.




As you can see its not finished, im just giving you an idea of a writing style you may want to use.

[BxR]

WoW, Very Very Sexy. Good Writing Bro.

[Errage]

Awesome story piece, WoWLegend Maybe I could right a quick paragraph or two for my Night Elf Rogue... Or my Human Mage... Hm...