Intro
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Character Sheet
Personality Traits
Chaotic 
Lawful
Chaste
Lustful
Forgiving
Vindictive
Altrustic
Selfish
Truthful
Deceitful
Gentle
Brutal
Superstitious
Rational
Renegade
Paragon
Cautious
Impulsive
Ascetic
Bon Vivant
Valorous
Spineless
Perverted
Kept
Outdoors
Indoors
Serious
Joker
Agreeable
Negative
Alert
Active
Lazy
Aimless
Ambitious
Bold
Timid
Loner
Groupy
Polite
Rude
Religious
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About Mokulele!
His Animal Forms have the same color, skin, tone and mostly everything his Tauren form would have, same markings and all!
Most of the markings/ink on him are white!
Moku Wiseoak stands a good 10 Feet and two inches, broad shoulders, and strong chested, toned abdomen, that is at least in his Tauren form. In His Bear form, he’s just a bit smaller and still quite thick, large. He looks young, especially for one with the amount the scars adorned over his body. His face is usually graced with a soft smile, his Hazel eyes giving a welcoming offer to most strangers unless offered a fight!
Moku clearly has a story to tell, you can see such events worn into his skin through the years, you could see the scars marking over his neck and bone of his cheek, many other scars are most likely hidden under his attire in various places and some hidden under some scruff.
Moku's fur/hair is jet black, straight and soft, always kept soft and clean for most occasions. His hair was not too long, but had a great length to it to play around with for sure, mostly kept short. All the same could be said about his facial hair, he has a nice grown and styled in pig-tails coming from the side of his jaw, hanging rather low with a red clasp of cloth wrapping around it, looks groomed but still a bit rugged! ( Check picture for reference! )
His eyes are a vibrant color of hazel. His left eye is marked with a rather nasty looking scar that would cross down from his brow towards His cheek, wonder what happened to cause this feature..
His face is rather different than most fighters, not exactly ruined or roughed over but nicely toned out with a muscled jaw, as well as his cheekbones built up high upon his face. ( Other than those damned scars! )
Moku has a rather toned face, his jaw nicely sloped and toned to give that sporting look to his grin he’s most likely giving on most days. His cheekbones are built high upon his face, his chin chiseled and sculpted to give that facial hair of his that extra umph! ( That is if he’s sporting facial hair of course! )
His Ears are another story all together, many piercings on his left ear, his right ear as well suited with studs, piercings and loops. His left eyebrow would as well sport a nice bar at the very left side, his left nostril having a small golden loop piercings through.
His mouth would always have a lovely modest shape to it, nearly if not constantly always a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips, though this all depends on his mood, let him be sad, mad or even worried.
His complexion looks quite nice for the most part, appearing untouched except for the scars already apparent. His skin/fur seems rather smooth for such an adventurer, maybe a tad darker than most, jet black actually!
Moku isn't' exactly as smooth-skinned as the others, yes he does actually sport a rather black scruffy chest and arms, legs, and back, of course.. he's a Tauren! He's not all that boyish or even any means of smooth, he's rough, he's a hard worker and very rugged sort, yet quite toned.
Before anyone asked about the markings/tattoos on the guy they would be able to see the few that would be visible; others would remain hidden underneath whatever may be wearing, yes.. he has quite the abundance of ink, was there a reason behind it, a path perhaps?
The tattoos are mostly under his attire; one marked along his chest in the shape of a bear paw that would have a bloodied dagger behind it, pointing down towards his pelvic area. The other two tattoos are two long sleeves on each arm that would have leaves, trees, and flowers wrapping around his wrist all the way up towards his shoulders. ( Markings / White )
The tattoos on his body are the following; The rather large tattoo on his chest would be a simple black inked raven holding a rose, though under the rose there would be a tree that looked as if it was rotting. The other few tattoos on his arms would be both of the same, looked almost tribal, very abstract, wrapping around his arms in a spiral from his shoulder to his wrist, almost looked druidic?. His legs would have the same tribal ink as his arms, though his back would have a massive and impressive piece of art of some sort of tribal ink, wonder what this was all for.
The most and clearly seen on the man was his many "goods" around his Torso and waist, everything from a tome to a dagger, what looked like questionable liquids that were stuck in vials in such colors of white, red, blue, purple, yellow and even the shade of black! There was always something around his belt, depends on if he recently visited the market or not!
Behind himself, towards the rear of his belt, there could be seen two daggers crossing information, tightly bound together by a strap of leather and common vine string.
Moku's voice was well soft-spoken, very calming and very rarely going grotle or angry. He’s quite basic with such things, you get him angry he’ll be angry, you make him moved or sad, so be it.. But he’s generally a soft-spoken man, very at ease with most subjects. Though he does speak fluent Orcish and Taurahe, he is very adapted into other languages, it seems to study many tomes has come a long way, not just for a knowledge in druid facts either!
There is still much to find out about the big guy! Though he doesn’t look like much, there is a story behind every door.
HISTORY________{img:InterfacePVPFrameIconsPVP-Banner-Emblem-21:64:64} {col:07b600}
{p:c}{col:93e8ff} {col:ff4900}The Wiseoak Tribe{/col}
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Some say they where insane, some say they where loving, caring, even some say they where murderous fiends, what where they? Golurr Wiseoak was the father, Leader and highly known and well appraised druid, let alone a fantastic carpenter, often helped out in fixing many of the buildings, foundations and even was known to train others in such talents.
Moyea Wiseoak or better known as Mrs.Oak was known as the crazy cook on the shore, made wonderful foods from far and wide, traveled to gain unknown recipes to those of Nagrand and Ogrimmar at the time, let alone feeding the poor and unable. The family was a lovely pair that made a staple for most citizens to live up to, a humble family, living a humble life. What most did not know is that the rumors of her practising witch-craft was more than a true story then a rumor, but why?.
Their Child, Moku Clearoak, born into the family that rarely settled down, always work to do around the village, let alone the family being so busy. Moku was raised into a humble but very poor begenning, yes the Wiseoak where very humble and loving, but very poor, too poor at most. They could hardly afford to keep their own, let alone feed their child ( Moku ). It was a difficult road ahead, but was a destined path to some, to some it was a gift that what happened played out how it did. {/col}
- {col:43cacb}Moku's Rising {/col}
{col:43cacb} Moku had a fare and normal upbringing, wasn't easy being poor and left alone although, always helped his father make furniture, let alone help build small houses and large buildings for groups in care and groups of military sorts. He was always helping his mother bake different pies, making different soups, cakes, sweetrolls, scones, cookies and even the odd fish or two being sizzled up. Moku had his hands full, at a very young age mind you, only being seven, it wasn't easy for him to always be neglected, let alone helping the families day by day chores, then again.. Tauren life?
Moku was raised perfectly as some say, but behind closed doors there is always more that meets the eye, he was neglected for a large portion of his time with his family, often forgotten about after chores are done, no one to play with, always fishing on his own, always hunting with his bow his father sculpted him. There was plenty to do for the 'bull', but no one to go with or participate with.{/col}
-{col:20ff00}Moku's Early Days{/col}
{col:20ff00}Moku fitted into a fine young Tauren, grew into a chizled and well sculpted face and body, help himself high into many activities a day, making sure he can keep up with the 'Tribes' needs, his father was getting old as was his mother, though he did find a love in researching, researching the likes of his father, druidism and even the supernatural, though it wasn't easy always going to sleep with such mindset, he was constantly holding a book on such beasts, abominations, demons and creatures of the Fel, the forces of nature, the ways of such druids that walk the lands, the demons that roam the life behind shadows.
Moku found a real true passion, helping those in understanding the ways of free-walking. ( Neutral Grey ), the ways of nature and the forces that re-collect, the things that collided with their everyday tasks, balancing the light and darkness within' every footstep. He wanted to help but had no path, he wasn't one to push his life into danger, but it was an addiction, let alone a lesson. He was hooked on tomes, his knowledge was never enough, learning from magics to voids to even teleportation and more, but his true passion and love was built and sculpted around the lesser known druids that plague the lands, he found his calling but didn't know how to call it, not yet.
His parents where disgusted, saddened and highly toxified of his love for such unnatural talent, they didn't want him to go into the wrong direction, let alone running into walking and talking with the wrong sorts, they didn't need another loss, scraping by on nothing was hard enough, losing their child to such a unusual study would've been tough, as it was. {/col}
{col:b022ff}-Moku's Fall{/col}
{col:a900ff}The WiseOaks where ashamed, where scared and horrified of what their son had become, not an abomination but a embarrassment to the Tribe, let alone the family. Their business was running down hill, the pastreys had no love formed into them, the pies had no sweat and blood put into work, his fathers once usefull talent of carpentry has fallen due to his ilment and concerns of his once beloved son, his fingers shot from working day after day. Moku's fascination with the arts of nature have overgrown, but maybe it wasn't of the worse things that can happen, Moku wanted to help, not to destroy, he wanted to teach of the demons and natures that surround the world, how to rid of them and combat against them to make his homeland safe, not harmed. Though to many this was a threat, someone deeming to teach and know this much about unusual talents where awfully outcasted and mostly known as a 'warlock' or a 'witch' even a 'hermit' was called upon him a few times. Moku packed his things and left for the east, in his own little shack on the waters edge.
Now practising his studies and making of use, learning the use of crystals, runes, fires, nature and darker arts, even dabbled into the form of rebirthing ( Resurrecting ). Moku was free to do as he wished, he fished for food, made food plentiful as he learned from his mom, learned to make his own little shack and afford a patient but well adapted house, the older he got, the more he added to his little humble home.
Though he did need work, he found another lost reputation in working with the locals, aside from his family, there was a good way to feed his habits of studying, you do need work in order to get your fix, right?, though he didn't do it out of disgust or off-setted works, it was out of sheer future pursuements of wishing to further learn his love for such craft.{/col}
{col:ffffff}-Moku WiseOak. Warlock, Hermit, Necromancer?!{/col}
{col:ffffff}Moku grew up, now looking older and in his twenties, his looks still chisled and well-kept, he was nothing of the insane to himself, but to others he was a part of the tribe that gone wrong, a good calf gone sour, kids grew up now on the light rumors and stories of Moku and his crafts, his destruction in the waters, though many where not true, where they?.
The WiseOak family was dead, only their son survived, Moku. Moku's father finally passed away after falling from a ladder, breaking his hip, he grew sick and had no way to get around after the passing of Moku's mother dying from a 'weak' chest cold that grew too fast and too quick. Moku was lost, was alone and most of all, he was stuck in his studies, though his love and personality was of true and honest measures, he was forgotten and much let alone made into a story that horrors are made of, rumors and lies grew quick around the fields.
Moku imagined himself traveling the world, fighting and aiding those who have no position, no boundry and no homes. Knowing his studies and his majors, he was ready to do so, but had no way, he wanted it badly but had no front or able to leave his cozy home. {/col}
{col:a10700}-Moku WiseOak, Final Front.{/col}
{col:a10700}As he turned twenty-nine, he finally came to a close at his studies, the only further knowledge would be finding these things himself, learning about them personally and up front, summoning and transformation was dangerous, though he knew how and rather well, the rumors drew close and near as he was to be such a rather distant -druid- but he thought himself as a Scholar, not a hermit or the loon people thought he was. He was just a Tauren just wishing to expand and learn more of his interests, he wished no harm, not yet at least?
Some citizens often came around his side of the woods to learn of his teachings, he had a small following that most called a cult, though he was no occultist or leader, just a man of his word and scripts, teachings and life. He served as a lighthearted master of such arts, his founding in love to be an advanced druid was growing to be a dream come true.
Moku served as a schoolmaster, body-handler ( moritician ) and storyteller in his neck of the fields, though he did serve as a mortician within' the city, under closed doors for a good trade. As time drew on however, Moku became absorbed in scholarly pursuits, shutting out friends and family, and leaving no time for them.
{col:891500}Tension rose between him and his only friend, Mally and often they argued, usually concerning Moku's lack of presence in his friends and loved ones life. In the middle of the year, with Moku now at the age of thirty, Mally took Moku's belongings and left the plains, however, bandits attacked the wagon, killing her and the documents and tomes being destroyed. Moku received written notification of their deaths and later visited the site of the attack. {/col}
{col:a81712}This was a sign for Moku to leave his home, expand his notes and love for what he only knew as his scholar, his studies, his passion, he left for much larger villages, cities known as Ogrimmar and Silvermoon quickly after in hopes to find what most are looking for, a place to stay, a place to be and a place to hone. Further more... he wishes to study beyond his imaginations, help those who are in dire need, in peril, and teach them how to rid such abominations and creatures of the Void and Demons that walk Azeroths land{/col}.{/col}
{col:b34e00}" Stay awhile and listen.." {/col} What will be your story with Moku?
{col:ffffff}Why did he get the curse of his Tribe?, why did he do this and that? Figure it out and ask, perhaps gain his trust?{/col}
{col:ff4700}Was He really working as a mortician in off-lands?, what about Orgrimmar? What did he get out of it, was it the possible parts he could use for his studies, perhaps he just did it for gold?{/col}
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{h2:c}{col:9ffffc}TRAITS{/col}{/h2}
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{h3:c}{col:ff00ec} {col:ffe200}1{/col}. Faithfulness
{col:ffe200}2{/col}.Dependability
{col:ffe200}3{/col}.Kindness ( To those he trusts )
{col:ffe200}4{/col}.Sense of Humor
{col:ffe200}5{/col}.Passion
{col:ffe200}6{/col}.Confidense
{col:ffe200}7{/col}.Fitness
{col:ffe200}8{/col}.Aggresive
{col:ffe200}9{/col}.Tough-skinned
{col:ffe200}10{/col}.Competitive
{col:ffe200}11{/col}. Linguist
{col:ffe200}12{/col}. Book Worm {/col}!{/h3}
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{h1:c}{col:7d0079}Theme Songs{/col}{/h1}
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{h2:c}{link*https://youtu.be/L3dtIyt6U1E?list=RDMMwJlJHxmmX-I*Moku's Theme}{/h2}
{h3:c}{link*https://youtu.be/tvg6JTMyqDY?list=PL32200B0E4F57618D*Moku's Whistle/Hum}{/h3}
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{h2:c}{col:d50092}PERSONALS{/col}{/h2}
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{h3:c}{col:00fff5}Mate: Nadda yet! {/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:ff6800}Orientation : Figure It Out {/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:7d8bff}Relationship status: Single {/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:9c71ff}Weapon of choice: Fists, Axes, Wands, Fists, Daggers, Scyth, Magics, Claws'n'Paws. ) {/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:ff0038}Likes : Studying, Music, Food, Chemistry, Carpentry, Nature, Liqour, Training, Gold. {/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:fcff6d}Dislikes : Liars, Cheaters, Racism, Dishonesty, Misleading, Numbers! General Idiots.{/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:ffffff}Favorites : Preserving, Creativity, Love, Friends, Teaching, Training, Family, Alchemy, Chemistry, Music, Fishing, Arts.{/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:00ff82}Hates : Neglection, Liars, Riches, "Sheep".{/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:7c34b3}Religion : To some degree, figure it out!{/col}{/h3}
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{h1:c}{col:00f3ff}ADDITIONAL INFORMATION{/col}{/h1}
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{h3:c}{col:ff0c00}Allaince killed : Two within within the field - 2 Year Hold {/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:44c7b9}Horde killed : Five -Two orcs, Three Trolls.{/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:c9ff00}Times Jailed: Once - Dealing with a outbreak that would spread through a minor field. Got held in shackles for impersonation.{/col}{/h3}
{h3:c}{col:ffffff}He's a bit of a Linguist, though he doesn't know every language, he may know some, studying tomes day in and day out can surely help with such features, though most tomes are not made of just animal languages, some where made of foreign languages as well.
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{h1:c}{col:4fc7ff}Certification/Talents/Skills{/col}{/h1}
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{p:c}{col:ccffae}Advanced Scholar in the druidic arts{/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:00ffcd}Carpentry{/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:ff8530}Book Keeping / Tome Bareing{/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:ff40cd} Minor Medical {/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:78ff8d}Poisons{/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:8060ff}Chemistry{/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:ffbfc0}Art Major / Illistration {/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:71ff93} Poetry / Scripture Arist{/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:ffc39d} Major in Alchemy {/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:85af93} Librarian {/col}{/p}
{p:c}{col:ffea00} Linguist {/col}{/p} -
Titles
Carpenter | Laborer | Caravan Master | Scholar | Nomad | Mercenary | Black Bull
