Ritualist

Mazkalar

Goblin Engineer / (future)Dragonscale Leatherworker

Born during the Darkspear's voyage with the Horde towards Kalimdor, Mazkalar would not find himself growing among his people, as the Echo Isles were overtaken by Zalazane. Once old enough to do so, he would join the ranks of the Horde's warriors, seeking to rid his home of the Loa forsaken Witchdocta. Alas, Zalazane's magics allowed him to evade the young hunter's wrath, whilst forcing him to slay his people in order to escape, among which were likely his own parents that he never truly know, due to being evacuated from the isles as a child. Rather than despairing, leaving the Horde, living among the Tauren of Mulgore and later on turning to a life of piracy and becoming Azeroth's foremost drug supplier and dealer, before once again returning to the Warchief's military and attaining high rank and status. Which took him to the broken orcish world and, after conquering its perils...saw him stationed as a garrison commander in Silvermoon City where he had to train new recruits for the army, whilst life went by in a moonguardedhaze... In this timeline, in his lowest point, he refused to let go of his roots and entered into the service of the foremost elite guild, both of his race and the Horde as a whole(that sleep), taking the journey to be the best troll he can be. Making stylish leather clothing and marvels of engineering(leaving the drugs' making to Petal), as well as becoming more of a cat person than a dog person. However. Nothing says he can't eventually obtain the same drip like the one he may have earned in a different timeline.