User:Zacu

WoW Name: Zacu Accepted Name: Zacu "Deadeye" Dawnbreaker Race: Blood Elf Gender: Male Class: Hunter Height: 6'5 Weight: N/A (Varied by armor) Hair Colour: Orange-Red Eye Colour: A dim, jade green Birthplace: Quel’Thalas. Home: A small house on the border of Sunstrider Isle and the Ruins of Silvermoon Family: Father and Mother, names unknown. Both deceased.

History:

Zacu was born in a small house near the border of the elven lands and the human lands of Lorderon. His father taught him how to hunt simple game, in which Zacu found great joy. Zacu did not have time to look into the glorified lives of being a ranger; spending most of his time helping his family sell furs and cattle to nearby traders and travelers. This continued for about five years, halted when Arthas’ scourge began its fearsome drive to Quel’Thalas. Not having any honor to uphold, or courage to show, Zacu and his family retreated to the north. After Arthas decimated their home, the entire region mutating into the Ghostlands of the present, Zacu and his family had no choice but to run. With little supplies, they packed up their small fishing vessel, and sailed into the great sea.

Weeks passed. They starved. Near the end of the journey, Zacu’s mother passed away from exhaustion. Zacu and his father would have surly died as well, only to be saved by the sight of a distant shore.They pulled their small boat ashore with the last of their energy, staring out into the new and desolate land they arrived on. Steep rocky canyons, jagged peaks, and endless amounts of dirt and cacti. They had landed in Durotar, a week before Thrall would arrive to give it its rightful name. For the Dawnbreakers, this place was simply called a hell away from home. They fed off of the cactus and boars that roamed the land, barely keeping their strength up to survive another day full of harpies and quillboars, also inhabiting the reigon.

A week passed. Thrall's orcish horde galloped astride war wolves into a nearby flat. The two elves noticed signs of life in the region across the rocky canyons, but as Zacu's father said: "Just another Quillboar camp, just another battle to be fought later." But this was no quillboar camp. Before long the Orcish horde began to cleanse the harsh land of all the horrible beings within. With the aid of the half-blood Rexxar, Thrall sent war parties to take out all life on the rocky peninsula.

One night, two weeks on time since the arrival of the Dawnbreakers, Rexxar and a small party of orcs found the small boat on the shore. They followed the trail made by the small elven footprints up to a small cave. Rexxar and the orcs entered. In the largest chamber slept Zacu's father. On instinct, the orcs roared in fury at the sight of a high elf. "Alliance!" The orcs yelled as they stormed the rocky chamber. Zacu's father was short to respond, fighting with the weak strength he had. In a minute, he was dead. The orcs left the room, searching the cave for more of the elves. Suddenly, Rexxar spoke for the first time since the fight. "I shall check the cave. Wait outside." He ordered. Rexxar stumbled back to the corpse of the elf, letting out a sigh of pain. He stood, wandering into a small chamber leading to the back of the cave. After a short walk, he found a small blanket in a corner of the last room, which held the sleeping form of Zacu, only five years old. Rexxar glanced back to the large room where the elf layed dead. He smiled. "I know what it is like to be the last of a race, little one. You shall not suffer a fate worse than mine." He slowly picked up the young elf, escaping the cave in secrecy.

For years, Rexxar would train Zacu in secrecy. Rexxar tought him the arts of the wild hunt, something an elf would never learn. Zacu grew large and strong, his abilities as a huntsman growing to staggering heights.When news of the sunwell being destroyed and the high elves turning into the more cahotic, power-seeking blood elves, Rexxar thought it was time to let Zacu return to his homeland, and tell his people of the established Horde. Rexxar sent Zacu on a goblin zepplin for Quel'Thalas, telling him "Untill you bind the people of this land and yours, never return. But do not fear. I will see you again. I know I will."

When Zacu arrived, strangers treated him as strangely. His Thalassian lacking, and his orcish exelling, Zacu did what he could to communicate with the few people left in the land of his birth. He thought. If he could not reach the people of his homeland with words, it would be combat that could get him his goal. Zacu spent a year in service for the new found elves of Silvermoon. He helped push back forest troll advances, and he dealt a large blow to the scourge of the Ghostlands. He was shortly after awarded the title of Ranger, allowing him to meet with the higher tier of elven society.

He spoke with the lords and masters of Silvermoon, helping to convince them to aid the Horde with the help of the Forsaken ambassadors. He was awarded the title and rank of the guardian of Sunstrider Isle and the Ruins of Silvermoon for his efforts. More years passed. Zacu settled down in a house directly on the border of his two positions. He heard that Rexxar found his way back to his homeland, only to find his parents abandoned him. He felt that if Rexxar had known of this, he would have never been spared. He did not return to Rexxar there after.

Zacu stayed stationed in Eversong untill news of the Scourge arose. He immediatly suspended his guard duties to aid the Horde expodition to Northrend. Zacu felt a small vengeance in his heart, the scourge causing the horrible trajety of his parents. Now lies the present. Zacu currently guards his border once again, seeking allies and friends alike. He visits Northrend and first signs of new battles.

Subjects of Note:

-Zacu has a small isolation from orcs, as he spent most of his life avoiding them.

-Zacu's pet, Avalarion, was hatched from an egg he found on his return to Eversong. His bond with the pet is like that of a mother and child.

-He is very wise and very tactical in the things he does.

-Military startegy and recon is his main strengths, but he also can be a formidable opponent in combat.

-Zacu wears the regalia of Silvermoon and the Blood Elves when attending to his duties as a ranger, or when speaking with those he knows outside of major combat.

-Zacu is an exellent survivalist by experience.

-Through his training, Zacu did not only learn the basic techniques of the hunt, but also how to fight in melee combat with lethality.

-Zacu is an exellent designer of engineerable weapondry and devices. He uses these to complete tasks he finds too hard to do alone.

-Swimming and diving are two things Zacu exels at from former training in his youth as a tradesman.

-He dislikes visiting the bridge between Eversong and the Ghostlands. Too many memories.