Valcore 'Bereden' MacKay

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"I've evaded Death so many times I should start giving him high fives each time I pass by."

Valcore MacKay was born on Augast 9th to Crofin and Jennifer MacKay. After the accidental deaths of his parents when he was 10, he ran away and began his life as a mercenary. He was believed to be about 29 at his death.

When you see Valcore, you see a short man with a face full of scars. The most noticeable one being the one that runs from his forehead to his left eye. There would be little traces of his former handsome face. His armor is worn out, and his hair occasionaly a mess. His eyes are hard, and everything about him seems threatening. He has a knife sheathed on his left boot, there is always a concealed small firearm in his right arm, which can be triggered by the small wire around his middle finger. His belt is full of weapons and gadgets, ranging from his sword, to knife, to throwing knives, to two flintlock pistols. Were you to see his bare chest, you would see many scars. Wether they be slash, stab, bite, cut, magic, and bullet wounds. You would barely see any original skin on his chest. There would be a scar on his neck that would resemble a raven wearing a hat, and a tatoo on his right arm in the shape of a house. His legs would be less scarred, but would still have a couple slash scars. His legs would appear weak, due to the many times he has broken them. He may have to look up at you when talking to you, but he is one dangerous mother fucker. His tongue is one of the sharpest, and can spit out words like they were taught to him at one. His favorite cuss word is 'Fuck.' He can be, in simple words, a dick. The hardships he has suffered does not help, but he can actually be pretty nice to people who somewhat understand him. He has a knack for being in military regiments, and getting kicked out. Which is ironic, for many call Valcore a very skilled fighter. He is known to go totally physco, usually while hunting someone. Many have been dead before his feet, and it contributes to the coldness in his heart. To be an enemy of this man would be very dangerous.

Early History
Valcore was born on August 9th, year 0 to Crofin and Jennifer Mackay, a wealthy couple living in Hillsbrad. The family was considered to be royalty in Hillsbrad due to it's fame and wealth. Crofin often practiced magic, and was at Dalaran a lot, studying, leaving Jennifer with their four children. Greag, the oldest, was a natural born leader and used common sense, he wanted to be a Knight of the Silver Hand, which he did during the Third War. Valcore, the second oldest, was the smart-aleck of the family and the most-often to get into trouble; he was the only one in the family that had blue eyes, a sign that he would do something great in the future. Dreazor, the second youngest, was interested in politics and got along very well with Greag. He showed promises of becoming a great leader someday. Valorie, the youngest and the only girl, tended to follow along Valcore. She was interested in all of his activities and wanted to be just like him.

Valcore and Valorie often clashed with Dreazor and Greag. Valcore was often the most teased one, in his house and at Southshore, and this caused his rebellious behavior. With Valorie approaching four, she started to follow in his footsteps. Valcore's parents did not like this, and made a lot of rules for Valcore and Valorie to follow, while Greag and Dreazor barely had any rules to follow. By the age of 10 Valcore was growing agitated, and what happened next did not help.

The Accident
One day, Crofin was practicing a very difficult spell in his study. Jennifer came to watch him and to make sure he didn't get hurt. Valcore and his siblings were eating lunch when all of a sudden they heard a -BOOM- upstairs. They all ran up the stairs and into the study. They saw their father trying to contain a very powerful magic orb, and suddenly there was another boom. Magic beams started to fly everywhere, causing things in the study to start exploding. Greag quickly shut the door just in time, and opened it again slowly. There, the brothers and sister saw their parents on the ground. There was glass stabbed into them, and dagger had falen onto Jennifer's heart. Crofin, being old, could not handle all the glass in his body, and shortly died. Greag quickly ran into Soutshore, yelling for help, while the other three just stared at the two corpses, the blood reaching their feet. Eventually some soldiers and a medic came in, took the bodies, and burried them in the graveyard, apologizing to the kids, and how they would stay with their uncle. The four understood, but they were deeply shocked.

Mercenary

 * Theme Song for this section: Run Away, Linkin Park

The four were devastated after their parents' death. They were sent to Southshore to live with their uncle, Joe Wheatfield. Valcore couldn't take all of his Uncle's rules and beatings on him, he would come home drunk and Valcore would be his punchig bag. Valcore had had enough. One night he stole his uncle's gold pouch, and snuck out of the house. He left a note at the door. The note read:


 * Dear Family, I have ran away from home. All the pressure that I have taken over the years has finally snapped me, and I have decided to find my own destiny. Take care, and give my love to Valorie.-Valcore.

Joe found the letter, and read it, his eyes widened and shocked. He then showed it to Valcore's siblings, and the three cried all that week, wishing for their brother back.

Meanwhile, while travelling along a rarely-used trail, Valcore was mugged by a bandit. While the bandit was peering over Valcore, who was thrown onto the ground, Valcore quickly kicked the bandit in the stomach. The bandit backed away, stunned, and dropped his dagger. Valcore quickly picked it up and overwhelmed the bandit, stabbing him repeatedly for three hours, even though he was dead i the first five minutes of the stabbing. Valcore took the Bandit's possessions, and left the bloodied body in the middle of the path. It is said Valcore did not even look back. Over the years Valcore picked up skills to survive, and to kill. He was considered a mercenary by age nineteen, and one of the most dangerous people in Lordaeron. He was not welcomed in any town, but he wasn't chased out because he was part of one the region's famous and wealthy families. People tried to contact Valcore's uncle and siblings about Valcore's sightings, but Valcore would evade them at all costs.

Ravenholdt
While along on his travels, Valcore met Jorach Ravenholdt. The two became friends, and Valcore eventually being inducted into his secret order, Ravenholdt. Valcore had done numerous missions for them, and became good friends with Ravenholdt.

"Happy Birthday."
It was Valcore's Eighteenth birthday, and he had noone there to say 'Happy Birthday.' Noone to say 'Hey.' Noone to even wave at him. He was in the middle of the forest, feeling sad as hell. His heart was crumpling, and he almost let out a tear. Almost. He scowled, and cursed his heart out. He gripped his dagger, and threw it onto the ground. Valcore then decided to head to Southshore, under a cloak of course. He went to the tavern and ordered about 20 meads. A woman slid up to him, named Laryssa, and the two started talking. Valcore lied plenty, but still showed interest, trying not to bea jerk. He then let it slip that it was his birthday, and Laryssa stood up and said. "Well then... Happy Birthday." She then walked off, a smile on her face. Someone had given Valcore his birthday wish. Someone to reach out, and say they cared.

The Third War
When tale came of Orcs escaping from their internment camps, Valcore was hired to track them down along with other rangers and mercenaries. Valcore actually did come across a orc, but it was a child. Valcore decided he would not kill it out of pity for the orc child. He let it go and quickly quit his task. Valcore was in Brill when he heard the yells and screams come from the capital city, indicating Arthas' return and the scourge's invasion. Valcore quickly fled to Southshore. There he found his brother Dreazor, a noble of Southshore. Dreazor reluctantly let Valcore stay with him untill him and Valcore got into a confrontation about Valcore running away from home. It left Dreazor with two bruises on his face while Valcore walked away with not a scratch on him. Valcore stole his brother's horse. He wondered where he could head, and met up with Ravenholdt. Ravenholdt wanted to fight, but Valcore didn't feel like turning into undead food, so he fled towards Ironforge and waited the war out.

The Deeprun Tram
When the Deeprun Tram was finally built, Valcore went to Stormwind City, and toured it. He was fascinated by it, he bought items and actually felt comfortable being with his own race, instead of being around dwarves all the time. With his rent coming up in Ironforge, he told his landlord "You can kiss my ass, I'm moving to the white city, bitch!" he decided to move out of Ironforge and into Stormwind. He was never recognized as the mercenary from Hillsbrad, and this was to Valcore's advantage. He began his life as a secret mercenary in the city, eluding guards almost all of the time. When he had been finally caught, he narrowly escaped, and fled to Booty Bay.

The Barrens
Valcore decided to take a boat to the Barrens, and explore there. Explore a whole new continent. He occasionaly ran into orcs and taurens, the likes. One day he climbeda hill, and when he reached the top he was ambushed by a another felow mercenary. The two fought, and Valcore won. He unamsked the mercenary, and was surprised to see a woman's face. The woman said that her name was Helen, and Valcore said that he would spare her. The two became friends, and eventually travelled together. They were starting to get into each other romantically, though neither of them would admit it. On a particular rainy day, the two ran into a group of orcs. The two fought furiously, and downed all of them, except for the warlock. The warlock knew he had little time, so he grinned at Valcore, and shot a spell at Helen. She fell over, part of her forehead burned. Valcore chopped the orc's hand off, and the orc ran off. Valcore ran to Helen. Her foehead was completely black, and there was two purple demonic signs above her eyes. Valcore checked her pulse, and was relieved when she was alive. Valcore took her to their camp, and tried to tend to her, but he eventually gave up and decided that he would wait untill she woke up. While he was sitting by the fire, Helen woke up. She took her dagger and snuck up behind Valcore. Valcore heard her and turned around quickly. He grabbed her hand right before she tried to stab him, and her eyes were purple and red. Valcore was terrified, and Helen still tried to kill him. Valcore accidently killed her by piercing her heart with his sword when she charged. She blinked, and her eyes were normal. She whispered, "Valcore..?" and closed her eyes. Valcore took his sword out of her, and laid her in his arms. She took her last breath, and died in his arms. Vacore buried her on that hill, and returned to Stormwind with a broken heart.

Valorwind Regiment Days & The First Regiment (Dog Days)
After returning from the Barrens and living for a few more years beinga mercenary, Valcore enlisted in The First Regiment, and was instantly accepted into their ranks. He was still trying to get over his loss of Helen, but he was a very good soldier, in the words of his officer. Valcore really liked being in the Regiment, but all of a sudden Ravenholdt appeared to him when Valcore and the regiment were at Westbrook. He smiled at him, and said. "I never imagined you a little soldier... How cute. How are your little drills?" "They're fine, thank you." "All your doing is trying to hide your past, again." "You're treading on thin ice." "Oh excuse me, but I didn't run away from home because my mommy and daddy died." "Yeah, you ran away from home because you hated your parents and got in a hell of a lot of trouble as a child." "Whatever. I honestly don't think you should be a soldier." "I honestly don't think so either... And sometiems I feel like quitting." "Then do it." And Ravenholdt left, leaving those words out in the open. He went into his officer's office, and was about to qit when his officer said he was transfering him to the Valorwind Regiment, "For your usefulness is needed by them." Yeah right.

Valcore had a bad first day with Valorwind. He was yelled at for getting the three V's wrong, and there was a miscommunication between the Stormwind Guards which led him into being the rat of Valorwind. Valcore tried to make amends for the past few days, being nice and respectful, but Valorwind simply spat on him.

One day a battalion of Valorwind soldiers was tasked with finding one of their officers in the Badlands. They found him, but Valcore's horse had died on him by the time they found the officer. While Valcore tended to his dead horse, Valorwind simply left him and secretly took his pack. For days Valcore wandered the Badlands, untill he finally found Thelsamar, the dwarven colony in Loch Modan. He quickly went to Stormwind, still in his beaten and ragged Valorwind armor. He went to one of the officers, asked for a comm, and said into it,"I quit." and broke the comm right in front of the officer's face. Valcore left his ragged tabard on the doorstep of Valorwind's Headquarters, and never looked back. Valcore has had a deep hate for Valorwind ever since.

Scarlet Crusader
Valcore stayed away from Valorwind at all costs, and eventualy went to live back in Hillsbrad with some friends. He finally returned to Stormwind, getting bored of living back in Hillsbrad, and out of sheer blindness and stupidity, enlisted in The Fifth Scarlet Vanguard. While in their ranks, Valcore had more attempts at his life then ever before. He got his famous scar on his forehead by a dwarf swinging at him with an axe simply because he was tending to a fellow solder. After this battle, a fellow soldier named Sendual accused Valcore of being a traitor. Valcore was violently tortured, and was proven innocent. Valcore was still pissed off, and General Rascolov thought that Valcore was a ticking bomb, so he reassigned him to the Scarlet Monastery.

Captivity
One day Valcore was in Hillsbrad travelling to a troop of Scarlet Crusaders, bringing supllies, he was ambushed suddenly by Blood Elves, and was captured by them. They travelled to Quel'Thalas to hold Valcore hostage. Valcore tried to communicate to the rest of the Vangaurd that he was in trouble, but noone responded.

For two months the Blood Elves kept Valcore hostage untill he finally escaped. Valcore took off his Scarlet Uniform, and stole a fellow Ranger's clothes. Valcore made his way back to Stormwind, avoiding as much contact as possible with anyone. He arrived at Stormwind, hoping to give the Fifth Scarlet Vanguard a piece of his mind, only to find out that it had been disbanded because Highlord Skarim had grown mad with power.

House of Grey
Valcore contacted Seth Grey, the commander of the House of Grey. He was accepted into their ranks, and quickly became friends with everyone. He was the first one to pass their 'test' or as they have recently called it, 'The Trials'. Valcore knew he had found the right place. He helps around mostly and is known to be a important character in the House. He is a lot of sometimes mistaken to be Seth Grey's brother, and he works on gadgets and explosives to help the house around. Most of Valcore's friends are in the house, or were.

Conflict with Valorwind
One day, Valcore was with Seth Grey, and Valcore saw a woman wearing a Valorwind tabard. Valcore suddenly had an idea. He walked up to her, asked her if she was Valorwind, which she replied yes, and he slapped her. Him and Seth walked off, but only Valcore was laughing. Little did he know that we would regret it.

Later that day, Valcore walked into the cathedral and saw the woman he slapped, and about four other Valorwinds. The woman pointed to Valcore, yelling out "That's him, that's the man who slapped me!" Valcore ran, but was eventually tackled by a Valorwind mounted on a horse in the streets. Valcore layed on the ground, as the Valwind got off his mount and stomped on Valcore's legs, breaking them. This attracted a crowd, and soon more Valorwinds showed up. They began questioning him, holding a torch to his face. Yonli Sparkplug saw the whole scene, and made sure to put it in the Gnews.

The Valorwinds carried Valcore to SI:7, and started to torture him in the basement. They were close to lighting him on fire when Krow, a private in Valorwind, said to leave her and Valcore alone, and that she would 'take care' of him. Krow then started asking questions, making some threats. She then said,"They were close to lighting you on fire, but I saved you. Be fuckin' grateful for that'. Satisfied with questioning Valcore, Valorwind let him go with the Stormwind Guard. Valorwind explained to Colonel Adroby what happpened, and Adroby said, "So, this man slapped a woman, then you chased him down, broke his legs, then tortured him in a basement. Wow, talk about fuckin' overkill." Valcore had his legs mended, and was set free. Valcore swore to give Valorwind a bad name and have revenge.

The next day, General Thromity Gallenor of Valorwind, approached Valcore and said,"You know, if I was there, I would of have you hanging from a tree in Westfall. You worthless little fuck."

Meeting Roy and Crimson
Roy Valcore first met Roy at the cathedral, confronting him because the two looked similiar. The two saw each other around more, and quickly became friends. This led to an alliance with The Ravenholdt Blades, Roy's guild, and the House of Grey. The two are still friends, and get along very easily.

Crimsonfate

Valcore first met Sarah "Crimsonfate" Sutton at the fountain in the Cathedral District. She was a new recruit and Seth had been talking to her at a bench. Valcore walked over, and introduced himself to her. The pleasentries were short however, as a nearby night elf clad in spiky armor fell to the ground near them, screaming. The three rushed over, looking at him. The elf yelled that he was cursed, and to help him. He puunded his fists on the ground, breaking the concrete. Valcore ran into the Cathedral, seeking help. He found a healer, and the two rushed back over. But by the time they got close, the elf ran into the Cathedral, completely demented. Crimson ran in after him, and Valcore followed. Seth decided that he wouldn't get involved in this, and walked away.

Crimson and Valcore found the elf in the tombs, and tried to talk to him. But the elf had completely lost it, and started swinging at the two with his huge sword. Valcore managed to get the elf to the ground, and started his swing when the elf grabbed Crimson and brought her in the way. Valcore stabbed Crimson through the stomach, and let go quickly, horrified. Crimson managed to stab one of the elf's shoulders (which had an eye on it), and the elf ran away screaming. Valcore rushed over to Crimson, pulling the sword out. He closed the tomb door, and proceeded to bandage Crimson's wound and treat it. Valcore told Crimson he would be right back, and Valcore went up, looking for any sign of the elf. He was walking up the stairs when suddenly the elf jumped on him from behind. Valcore kicked the elf away, and quickly got up. The elf quickly grabbed Valcore's throat, and threw him down the stairs, which resulted in Valcore's left arm getting broken. The elf walked down the stairs, ready to kill when suddenly Crimson appeared, fending off the elf. Valcore managed to get up, and Crimson yelled at him to get help. Valcore ran with all his strength into the cathedral, and yelled for help. Valcore ran back into the tomb, about twelve other people with him. Crimson was nearly overwhelmed, but then the elf saw the massive crowd coming his way, ran back into the deeper reaches of the tomb, and dissparead. Crimson and Valcore were treated by a paladin, and Valcore said to Crimson, "Let's try to stay out of trouble, I would hate to have to save you again." The two smield at each other, and became friends.

Adding to the Scars
Theme Song for this section: One Step Closer, Linkin Park

It first started when Valcore was mugged outside of the Pig and Whistle by three Nodvar Clansmen. Valcore summoned backup, and while he was doing it, they took his comm and smashed it. Rverd showed up anyways and distracted the two.

Meanwhile the leader and Valcore were having a fight. Valcore eventually got him to the ground, but the leader threw his axe at Valcore, hitting him in the chest and knocking him to the ground. The leader unsheathed his other axe, and held it above Valcore's throat while the Stormwind Gaurd started showing up. Valcore pleaded for his life, but nay, the Clansman slit his throat, and Valcore was left there bleeding while the three clansmen fought the Stormwind Guard. Rverd and Lyyiai managed to get past them and stitch up Valcore and heal him in a nearby shop.

Later that day, The House of Grey heard strange things coming out of Rverd's comm, so they headed to his house. There they found him unconsious, a energy field around him that had blocked his own bullet. While they were tending to him, Catherfana showed up. Seth ripped off her tabard, and was close to shooting her. But Raven (AKA Dalithor) told Seth to follow him, and told Valcore to hold Cather at bay. Valcore pulled out his pistol and shot Cather in the leg, but it only slightly dented it. Cather than ran up to Valcore, and swung her axe into his side. She then threw him onto the ground. Seth rushed over, explaining that Cather was being possesed by a banshee. Seth scooped up Valcore, and shot Catherfana in the head with his armor-penetrating bullets. They then rushed Valcore to the cathedral, where he was healed. Valcore stormed off, muttering swears after he was healed.

Later, in the night, Lyyiai called all available House of Grey members to SI:7. There Valcore, Crimson, Rverd, and Lyyiai rushed in, seeing that their allies were in there. The Ravenholdt Blades. Valcore and Crimson repeatedly asked Lyyiai who got away and what was going on. Lyyiai walked off in a storm, along with Rverd, and Valcore and Crimson went downstairs. There they found a lot of members of a one organization, one of them was Niikita, a person working for Sllade. Crimson and Valcore were dumbstruck, having no idea what was going on. They went back upstairs, only to find the entrance blocked by a shadowy group, and a whole clusterfuck of people. Crimson confronted Niikita and despite Sidorio's and Valcore's warnings, she threw a dagger at her and she fell to the ground. Niikita then got back up, transformed into a huge cat, and pounced on Crimson, clawing her. Sidorio and Valcore pulled her off, but Valcore was then grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground by one of Niikita's friends. The Night Elf then stomped Valcore's throat. Crimson, enraged by this, tackled the elf and released all hell on him. It took about 5 minutes for Sidorio and Valcore to pull Crimson off of him. They then got out, barging their way throug the blockade of people. They walked outside, and Valcore had hs throat mended by a druid.

Valcore walked off stormingly, saying he couldn't take any more of this shit.

The Royal Blade of the MacKay Family
Valcore's uncle, the one he stayed with before he ran away and after his parents died, travelled to Stormwind to find Valcore. He eventually found him, and gave him The Royal Blade of the MacKay Family. He said,"My dear boy, it has been far too long. When I heard word that you were living in Stormwind I knew I had to search for you, because you are the only last known person with the name MacKay, that is why I present to you this sword." When asked about the initals on the sword 'R.M', his uncle responded," This sword was made for Ranaran MacKay, a colonel in the troll wars. Use it well." He then walked off, planning to travel back to his home in Hillsbrad.

The Letter from Outland
One day when Valcore was checking his mail, he found a letter from Danath Trollbane. He opened it, and read in horror. His brother Greag, the oldest and wisest of the MacKay siblings, was now dead along with his wife. They were killed by Horde Soldiers. Valcore believes it is all his fault for Greag's death because he ran away, and he has been in deep depression ever since. While Valcore was mourning, he had way to much to drink, and he woke up in a alley with a lot of cuts around his face, making it look like he's smiling. He couldn't remember a thing, and he has been confined to wearing a white mask.

Crimson & Sid's Wedding
((Theme Song - I write Sins, not Tragedies -Panic! At the Disco (It actually fits.) )) On August eleventh (11th), Sarah "Crimsonfate" Sutton and Sidorio Van Haeven had their wedding. Valcore showed up, along with most of his friends. Valcore got bothered somewhat that were only night elves and humans, instead of just all humans. The wedding was an average wedding, with the exception of the two flirting night elves in the back row. Valcore watched the wedding with a blank face, but there was a hint of jealousy and want in his eyes. Valcore congratulated the two, although inside he felt like the marriage wasn't going to last due to Sid's man whoreish side and Crimson's sluttish side. The wedding reception however, was f'in crazy. Everybody went to Exodar, and Brenthgar broke out the beer. Everything went crazy, with games like 'Truth and Dare' and 'Drink the Beer'. Everybody was smashed with the exception of a couple of people: Beiatrix, and later on Valcore, only having a couple of meads. Eventually everyone went home, and was hungover the next day.

Kicking Death in the Balls, Twice.

 * Theme Song for this section: A Place For My Head, Linkin Park

It first started when Seth Grey decided to scout out Kalimdor for a while, and left Lokhir in charge of the House of Grey. Lokhir saw an advantage, and took it. The next week after Seth's departure, Lokhir gathered all the House of Grey members, and declared that The House of Grey was no longer, Seth was no leader, and that he would lead them into a new era. Valcore and a lot of other House of Grey members joined the new Blackheart Consortium.... and it wasn't turning out so good.

One day, Lokhir, Niikita, and Madroy attacked Seth Grey and Evialyn, a member who did not follow Lokhir. Valcore came upon the scene, and was confused of what to do. He eventually shot Niikita when she knocked Seth down to the ground. The bullet hit Niikita, and Madroy shot Valcore in the stomach while Niikita punced on him and started to claw him. A local death knight death gripped Niikita off of Valcore, and the gnome fended her off. Evialyn was still fighting Lokhir and Madroy was looking around, unsure. While Seth was on the ground, Arrow, a former House of Grey member, slit his throat. Both Valcore and Seth lay there bleeding to death while Lokhir defeated Evialyn, and she too lay on the ground. Lokhir and Niikita fled, while Roy stayed. The Stormwind Guard showed up, and put the three wounded on stretchers, and cuffed Madroy. They took the four to the Command Center, and healed the three wounded while they questioned Roy. Valcore was the least injured, and left first. Then Seth, then Evialyn. They were all close to death, but they avoided it.

Valcore quit the Blackheart Consortium, declaring he wasn't a mercenary anymore, or a Blackheart. The next day, Valcore joined The League of Lordaeron, a group dedicated to reclaiming back Lordaeron. Valcore was hanging out with Seth and Adelaide, a friend of Seth's and now Valcore's, when she decided to go on a date with Valcore. They had a average date, and ended up being with Seth and fooling around.

Later that day, Seth and Adelaide were killed by Lokhir and Catherfana. Cather broke the news to Valcore, and he didn't take it easily. Cather told him that Liucen killed Adelaide, and Valcore believed her. Valcore was sinking into depression, and Cather saw her oppourtunity. She lured him to the Blue Recluse, and into the basement. The next thing he knows, Lokhir, Aalore, and Zeth appear. Cather behind them. "Come to kill me... eh?" Valcore asked. Lokhir ordered that Zeth kill Valcore, and he and Aalore left. Zeth and Valcore fought, Cather watching, and he eventually stabbed him two times in the chest, then in the throat. Valcore's last words were "I hope... You see... the error... of your... ways." And then he drew his last breath.

Luckily, Sid was in The Blue Recluse, and heard the commotion downstairs. He was enraged at seeing Valcore's body, and unleashed all on Zeth, but Zeth escaped. Gregory, a new friend of Valcore's, was summoned, and he ressurected Valcore. Cather fled while Sid went to hunt down Zeth, Lokhir, and the rest of the Blackheart Consurtium. Valcore has sworn to take revenge on all of Blackheart, and carries new scars. He has officialy turned from a mercenary to a Soldier.

The Search for those Damn Bodies
Valcore has started to go around, wondering who he can trust. He defeinately knows that he can trust Crimson and Sid, but he's a little shaky on Madroy. He has tried to search for Raven, the former second in command of House of Grey, but he failed for awhile. Later he finally found him, and told him everything. Valcore later found out that Seth and Adelaide had been ressurected.

Crimson's Betrayal

 * Theme Song for this section: Points of Authority, Linkin Park

It started when Sidorio cheated on Crimson. Crimson was outraged when she found out, and was very upset. Valcore soon found out about it, and got all pissed off at Sid. Later the two made up, but were divorced. But what shocked Valcore was seeing Crimson get all flirty with Mepth, a member of Blackheart. Valcore was pissed at Crimson, and left her and Mepth to it. The next day he found out something that shocked him, bad: Crimson had joined up with Blackheart. Whether she was dicretly being mind-controlled or did it out of love for Mepth, Valcore doesn't know. Valcore has felt empty ever since then.

The morning after this, Valcore saw Crimson with Valaras, and valcore yelled out 'I'd be careful if I were you Valaras, she has more STDs then you have fingers..." To which Crimson yelled out 'Excuse me?!' and ran over to Valcore. The two started arguing about her affliation for Blackheart, her love for Mepth, and why she had betrayed him. Eventually she broke Valcore's nose, which seriously pissed him off, and drove hi mto swear like crazy. Valaras showed up, and tried to break the fight up. Valcore decided that he had enough of Crimson's shit, and left with this: "I hope you realize the truth soon Crimson. Have a nice life."

Death, and Being Headless
It was an average day for Valcore, sitting at the top of the Cathedral stairs. When all of a sudden Catherfana appeared behind him, and the two started arguing about Cather being a spy for Blackheart. Darvian, Valcore's officer appeared, and Valcore knew this wouldn't look good. So he simply said 'goodbye' to Cather, and she walked off. Later, Valcore and Adelaide were hanging out and walking around Stormwind. They reached the topic of Blackheart and Adelaide said that Zeth, who was Val's killer, met with her, and then kissed her on the cheek. Adelaide continued to make Valcore jealous, and said that she wanted to see Zeth, who might be at Blackheart's base of ops, the white hall in the Dwarven District. Valcore reluctantly agreed,(Not Afraid-Eminem is one of Val's theme song! =P) and the two set off towards there. Adelaide walked in there, Valcore hanging near the door. Sllade, Liucen ,and Aalore were in there. No Zeth. Sllade walked up to Adelaide, pulled out a knife, and held it against her throat. He then pulled out a gun and aimed it at Valcore. Adelaide simply explained that she was there to see Zeth, and after Luicen ordered it, the two were free to go. The two walked out, but ran into CATHER. Well. the three start talking, and Valcore keeps on insisting that they talk somewhere else, because they were at Blackheart's door for pete sakes. All of a sudden Aalore and Sllade come out with knives and guns, and point them at the three. Liucen the mcomes out, and orders Adelaide inside. Aalore then tried to stab Cather in the back, but she avoids it. Sllade shoots at Valcore, but dodges it. ((I'm still fuzzy on the detials because it was a cluster****!)) A huge fight breaks out. but Cather and Valcore end up on the ground, defeated. Adelaide walks out, muttering,"I can't help or I get killed." Aalore holds a knife to Valcore's throat, the same for Cather by Sllade. Then king of assholes, Lokhir, shows up. Valcore demands why he is killing them, when all of a sudden Crimson shows up. Crimson and Lokhir start arguing, and in the middle of it, Aalore cuts Valcore's throat, then tears his head off. She then walks over to Cather, and does the same. Lokhir is done with Crimon's arguing, and he walks off with Aalore. Crimson then talks to Sllade, and Sllade starts to choke her, but eventually lets her go. Liucen walks off without a word. Crimson keeps on yelling at Lokhir, demanding the heads back. She does eventually get them back, and gets a guard and a priest to heal and ressurect Valcore and Cather. They eventually do, and everything's just all happy and sunshine after that. Wrong.

Losing yet Another Woman
Theme Songs- Space Bound-Eminem, Pushing me Away-Linkin Park &nbsp Valcore had decided he has had enough of this, and he wanted to send a message. He spotted Mepth in the Cathedral Square with Crimson, and Valcore grabed his sniper rifle. He then hid in a nearby bush and tree, and took aim at Mepth. He hesitated for a bit, then pulled the trigger. He dropped the rifle, and went to check his handiwork. He walked over, and saw Mepth on the ground, bleeding from his head. Crimson was at his side, and she yelled at Valcore to get a healer. Valcore went to get one, and found a druid. They healed Mepth, and Valcore got sick of the love between Mepth and Crimson, and left. He was then later on carried to the stocks by the guards, a suspect of firing the rifle. Valcore was proven innocent, but he found out that it was Liucen that accused him of it. Valcore was pissed, and went to go for a walk. Along the way, he ran into Crimson, Adelaide, and Liucen. It started friendly, but then turned into an argument. Valcore argued that he didn't shoot Mepth, when Crimson and Liucen argued differently. Adelaide stayed on the sides, not saying anything. "Just leave Valcore." were Adelaide's words. Valcore left in a storm. Valcore then ran into B. (Beiatrix) and Quiv, a purple robed looking mage. Valcore expressed his problems, and went inside the cathedral to listen to a sermon. When it was done, Quiv and Beiatrix started talking to Valcore, saying they could help him. but then Adelaide walked in. Wearing a Blackheart tabard. Valcore saw her, and his expression went from hope, to utterly hopeless. He walked off, saying to Adelaide. "See ya guys. Have a good life Adelaide." Adelaide, B, and Quiv followed him, Adelaide kepted on asking him to stop, and Val eventualy did. He said,"Why should I speak to someone wearing that -INFERNAL- tabard?" Adelaide said that she would explain, and Val followed her. It didn't take long for Val to realize that she was taking him to Blackheart. Him and Adelaide argued, and Val walked off, furious again. He started talking to Quiv and B, and Quiv said that he and B would help Valcore win back the heart of Adelaide. Valcore reluctantly agreed, and they didn't take two steps before they ran into Liucen. Quiv kept on ordering Liucen that him and Blackheart release Adelaide, and Liucen said that he wasn't with them. He then said that he could help them find Adelaide, so Valcore could talk to her. They walked around Stormwind, and eventually find her at The Pig and Whistle with Glorele, a friend of Crimsons. Quiv starts talking to Adelaide, in which Valcore sighed at him at times in the story. Adelaide yelled at Quiv to "Shut the hell up!" She then walks over to Valcore, and asks him what this was all about. "I-I-" Beiatrix then says that he was trying to find her so that the two can make up, but Adelaide left the bar, raging. Beiatrix blinks, and says." But we walked this whole wa- Nevermind. I'm going to do something to my hair." Valcore sighs, and says, "Fuck it, I'm getting drunk. There's other women in this world." Quiv leaves, leaving Liucen there with Val. The two start talking, and Valcore eventually admits to shooting Mepth, quickly explaining why. He then walks out of the bar, leaving Liucen stunned.

Later on Valcore learned from Seth that Adelaide and Glorele were into each other romantically, in which Valcore said "Are you fucking kidding me?" This only seemed to piss him off more and more, and he became a ticking bomb, just waiting for the perfect moment to explode.

Oh...
Valcore wanted nothing to do with Adelaide, thinking she was a whore, bitch, and a skank. He blamed her for his death, and he was jealous of Sarah's friend Glorele for taking her and turning her into some Bisexual. He was pissed at her for joining Blackheart, Lokhir's band of mercenaries that wanted to kill him and his friends. He hated all of his friends who had turned to them, from one day embracing him, to the next spitting in his face. He brooded on the Cathedral steps, swearing at people who bothered him. Eventually Sarah walks up to him and tells him: "Hey dickhead. You should stop being such an asshole towards Adelaide. It's tearing her apart." Valcore snorted. "Yeah, she's being teared up. She hasn't been killed twice and betrayed by all her friends." "She's happy with Glorele. Stop being such a jealous fuck just because you can't have her. And by the way, you should be thanking her." "Pfft, for what?" "For spying on Blackheart in the inside." "That's such total bullsh..." Valcore trailed off, thinking. "I guess that makes sense..." "Yeah, so maybe you should apologize to her." "Right, I will. Wait, how do you know about her being a spy?" But Sarah walked off, and Valcore walked off to find Adelaide. He eventually did, and apologized to her. She accepted the apology, but stated she only wanted to be friends with Valcore. Valcore choked on his sentence, but said 'Fine.'

Victory*
(* Indicating some random person editing to leave a note or something to give the readers a different point of view, or something like that.) Eventually, Blackheart was disbanded thanks to Adelaide's spying and rotting it from the inside, and Valcore's visible offenses against them. When Valcore heard about this, he cheered and partied by getting drunk off his ass. Life was going well.

((This is actually false, The Blackhearts were not rotted from the inside and Valcore's actions had no effect. Lokhir had hung his daggers and cloak to retire from the assassin business...but we are now back. This was a planned thing. -Mepth))

((UPDATE: Blackheart was disbanded, and the only active members left of them is Mepth, Arrowshifter, Hexon, and Zethrax. Mepth and Arrowshifter manage  while Zeth and Hexon are in different guilds. Also, Lokhir only comes on about once a week. So yeah, Mepth's note is seriously out of date.))

Ok, so I'm not the best when it comes to promises.
While roaming around Southshore, Valcore was assaulted by three Syndicate assassins. Valcore tried to fend them off, but they eventually overpowered him. They took his pack, SWORD, and anything that looked interesting, which was a lot. Needless to say, the assassins got a shit load of lethal stuff. Valcore woke up later, and cursed himself for losing all of his possesions, espicially his sword. What would he tell his uncle?

Dal is right, Knights and Mercenaries Seriously Don't Mix
One day, Valcore was walking near the Cathedral, when Arctosa, a sixteen year old who was trying to be an assasin and has bothered Val in the past, leaped out of nowhere and tried to punch him. Valcore avoided it, and the two started to battle. Valcore only got a cut on his neck that was healed quickly while Arctosa got wounds everywhere on his body. Valcore eventually killed Arctosa, and left his bloodied body in the streets, the Guard later questioned him, and said that he was right to defend himself, however killing Arctosa was a bit over the limit. They said that they would be watching Valcore, and one little slip, and boom. In the stocks. Valcore then decided to go get drunk, and was wandering the streets when Adelaide ran up to him and warned him, "The League is thinking of getting rid of you Val, be careful." She then ran off with Glorele. Valcore stumbled around a bit more, and eventually fell into the canals. He quickly swam out, and his head was clear and he was no longer drunk, though he had a huge headache. He quickly head to Southshore, where a League of Lordaeron meeting was being held. Valcore walked into the town hall, and Darvian smiled sickishly at Valcore. He walked over to him, and suddenly grabbed him by the throat, and smashed him into the bookcase. He kept on doing this, and Valcore pleaded that he was just defending himself from Arctosa. Darvian didn't buy it, and eventually punched Valcore in the eye with his plated fist. This was Valcore's breaking point. Darvian finally let go of him, and turned to the shocked League members, taking deep breaths. Valcore then said, "I-I-I have had e-enough of this sh-shit." He then took off his tabard, and threw it onto the ground. "I-If I'm going to be b-beaten because I-I-I was defending myself, then fuck you." He then stormed out of the town hall, and rode out of the town, heading back to Stormwind.

(( Haha, love the slight reference to my page ^^ -Dalithor.))

Old Roots
Theme Song - You're Never Over - Eminem With Blackheart gone, and noone trying to kill him, Valcore laid down and sighed and said, "Fuck yes, peace." Yet, he felt something was missing. He looked at his sword, and inspected it. "Barely a sword worth mentioning in stories... I need a new blade." He looked down at himself, garbed in his black clothes. He then looked at the chest where his old assasin's armor was. He sighed again. He then thought about it. About the past, all of his deeds and battles, most importantly the deaths of his family. Crofin? Dead, because of magic. Jennifer? Dead, because of magic. Dreazor? Dead, killed by death knights when he was in New Avalon. Valorie? Dead, killed by detonating a room to kill a wolf. Greag? Dead, killed in Outlands by the Horde. Valcore thought about Greag, and Outlands. "... Avenge him." He decided. He grabbed his sword, and headed to the Dark Portal, and once he was in Outlands, travelled to Honor Hold. There, he met Danath Trollbane. The two had a long and deep conversation about Greag and his wife, which led them to a dark room inside the barracks. There, Danath showed Valcore Greag's armor, fully recovered and repaired. Valcore could not help but gaze at the golden armor. "It technically belongs to his son, but you can take it for now." Danath announced out loud. Valcore then spun around, his face full of mixed emotions. "His... Son?" "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Greag and his wife had a son, who is now thirteenth years old. He resides in the inn, and mourns for his parents. I feel bad for the poor boy, losing such brave parents." Valcore ran it all through his head. So he was not the only one in his family. This excited him. "What is the boy's name?" "Grizar Valcore MacKay." The child's middle name was named after him. "I-I can pick up the armor later. I want to see my nephew."

Unexpected Parenthood
"Hey there Grizar... Do you know who I am?" "I am not sure, sir. But you look familiar." "Welp, I won't give you riddles or hints or that sh- crap. I am Valcore Shalak MacKay, your uncle." Silence. Then: "You're my father's brother, the one who ran away from home so long ago?" "That I am, son. I wish I could take that back... Then instead of getting mixed up with what I have done in the past, I could have lived in peace. I hope you do not think of me ill or selfish." "... So, you are my only family?" "That I am. Better than no family, which I believed for so long." "Welp, I guess I'll live with you instead of staying in this place they call Hellfire. It scares me, this place." "It does to me to, demons everywhere. And you guessed correctly. Time for me to make amends, and forgive myself for my mistake so long ago... Have you ever been to Stormwind?" "No sir, My family lived in Darkshire before we came here to fight demons." "Welp, you're gonna love it, because that's where I live m'boy." "I can't wait, sir." "And knock off the sir, that word drives me bloody insane." "Sir, sir, sir sir?" "I see you inhearited my smartass. Let's go, kid."

Leaving it all Behind
Valcore took Grizar around Stormwind, showing him places and introducing him to people. But Valcore was also concerned about his past dealings with assasins and mercenaries. He then decided to move back to Hillsbrad, buy a house, and live there with Grizar. He has also been sighted being with a woman, and the two look happy together. Valcore seemed to be just happy with his new life, and planned to keep it that way.

Secret Induction
With Valcore buying a house near Soutshore, and living with Grizar, he decided to finally get off his ass and start dating. He finally found someone, and it was the woman from all those years ago who had wished him happy birthday on his eighteenth birthday. But he decided to not tell her or Grizar about his past deeds and crimes. He eventually proposed to Laryssa and they had their marriage set to 'private'. The attendants? Him, the priest, his blushing bride to be, Grizar, and his uncle Wheatfield. Valcore thought he couldn't be any more happier. While he and his wife returned home, they left Grizar with Uncle Wheatfield at his house. Wheatfield told Grizar the stories of how Valcore ran away from home, and how he fended for himself without any family. He told him him not to follow in his footsteps, else he regret it. Grizar took this lightly, due to his smartass side. While Grizar was outside Wheatfield's house doing whatever, The Master of Ravenholdt came to visit Wheatfield. Their conversation was short, with Ravenholdt demanding to know where Valcore was. Wheatfield reluctantly told him at Val's house. Ravenholdt travelled quickly, his only pause to glance at Grizar and examine him with his eye. He arrived at the house, and entered without even knocking. He walked in on Val's wife cooking, with Val lying on the table, trying to lighten up his head because he had a lil too much to drink at the wedding. Val's wife screamed and grabbed the kitchen knife. Valcore sighed and told her to calm down. "Alright, what do you want Ravenholdt? I thought I made it clear I didn't want to be bothered." "Yes, you did. However, I think it'll please you to know that Seth and Raven have reformed the House of Grey." "Good for them, whoopdie fucking doo. I'm still not going to join them." "I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter." "Oh now..? I think I deserve my retirement, after all I did for Ravenholdt and Grey. I don't have a choice? Bold words to say to me." "Hmm.. Fine. You don't have to be with Grey, but I need you for a speacil mission, one that'll pump you up." "And what is this mission..? Because there's a 5% chance I'll actually accept it." Val's wife looked utterly confused. "Don't worry honey, I'll explain all as soon as this asswipe leaves." "Always being the nicest, huh Val... Well, your mission, should you accept it, is to find and kill Grakor Bloodeye." Valcore's eyes widened at this. "T-The orc who..?" "Yes. The orc who killed Helen, well figuretivly speaking." "He's in town?" "Yes, he was last spotted at Tarren Mill. The Banshee Queen has hired him to overlook some things in Hillsbrad, though what I do not know. So, are you interested?" "... I'll get back to you tommorow." "So be it." Ravenholdt left, a slight smirk on his face. Valcore sighed. He had a shit load of stuff to tell his new wife.

Revenge First, Answers Later
"What-?! What the hell?!" "Honey, just please calm down. I'll explain everything, but I need to go for a few hours." "VALCORE SHALAK MACKAY! You get back here right now! You do not leave your wife in the dark!" "I'm sorry Larryssa, but I need to do this. I'll be back." "VALCORE!"

Valcore quickly left, heading to Ravenholdt Manor. There he donned his old assasination armor, and Ravenholdt briefed him on his assignment. The hunt began. Valcore travelled to Tarren Mill, making sure to stay out of sight. For a couple of hours he layed there, waiting for the orc who had killed his beloved to show. Finally, he saw the orc arrive by wolf, and he began barking orders. Valcore was too far away to make them out, so he stealthily came closer. "-Shee Queen wants this done pups! We need to prepare for our assault into Gilneas, and eventually Southshore!" Valcore scowled, and thought it out. While the orc went into house, Valcore set of a small bomb near the side of it, and it exploded as soon as a wagon full of supplies toppled over. Noone came over, and Valcore entered through the small hole he had made. He crept upstairs, and walked into the orc's supposed office. The orc was busy sorting out some mail, and Valcore quickly put his knife against his throat. "My name is Valcore Shalak MacKay... You killed my Fiance. Prepare to die." He then slit the orc's throat, and left him there for dead. He then took the mail, and cut off the orc's hand as proof. He then retreated back to Ravenholdt, collected his coin, and headed back to his house, and his scared wife.

"How can I trust you?"
Valcore began to explain his past to his wife, not forgetting any details. "You were a scarlet crusader?" "... Yes."..... "You KILLED people?!" "... Yes."..... "How can I trust you now? You know what, no. I need time to think about this. I'm taking Grizar with me to my parents in Auberdine. You can stay here and think about your past, and visit me when you think it's safe to show your face. Goodbye Valcore."

Old Faces and Old Roots
((Theme Song- Beautiful-Eminem)) With the wife and nephew gone, Valcore decided to head to Stormwind and catch up with old friends. He was then contacted by Tritus, the duke of Stromgarde. The letter he recieved said that Valcore could become the Captain of the Vindicators, and be a commander of The Kingdom of Arathor. Valcore accepted, hiring a mage to teleport him from Stromgarde to Stormwind whenever he wanted. The weeks went by, and nothing very interesting happened, other than some rumors that Blackheart was starting up again. Valcore tried some investigating, but was blocked out by Sarah. Seeing as though they couldn't track him down if they did reform, Valcore finally decided to head to home, Hillsbrad.

"Forgiven."
Valcore was startled to find his wife in his house, when he got back. The two had a heated discussion, which eventually ended with a hug and "'I'm sorry." The next few weeks passed on, with no sight of trouble and Grizar eventually reaching Fourteen years of age. Valcore's uncle eventually died, and was in a depression for about a week.

Shit Stirring Up, and it Doesn't Smell Good.
Valcore was walking towards Southshore, when he heard a sudden noise. It was a quiet noise, but a suspicious one at that. Years of experience told Valcore someone was watching him. He looked all around him, trying to detect who was watching him. He then casually turned around, and tripped. While he fell to the ground, a pistol shot rang out. The bullet hit the dirt an inch away from Valcore's face. Valcore turned around swiftly on his back and whirled the concealed knife that was in his shirt palm in the direction of a now visible figure in dark leather armor. The knife caught the figure in the chest, and he fell to the ground. Valcore walked over to him, and the figure panicked. He then grabbed his pistol and shot himself. "... Well shit." Valcore examined the figure, seeing no symbols or anything on him. He then unclenched the hand that was around his dagger, which was still impaled into the assasin, and found a note in his hand. It read: "Old times are the best times. However, new times can be just as exciting. Watch your back you fucking cunt." -Unsigned.

"It was WHO?!"
Valcore quickly went to Ravenholdt ad explained what happened. Ravenholdt took a good look at the note, and said: "This is hard to determine, but I think this handwriting belongs to this one noble in Southshore, I think his name is Dreazor." Valcore stared blankly at Ravenholdt. "... Dreazor is dead you fool." "Welp, this note does NOT look old, only bout a few hours old at that." "That's impossible, Dreazor Crofin MacKay is dead!" "Oh, you're related to him?" "What's it to ya? Anyways, this is some gods damn bullshit right here." "Alright, fine. I -may- be wrong." "Hmmph... Send me a message when you figure who's handwriting it REALLY is."

Brothers
Valcore decided to take a walk, trying to clear his mind. He was in the middle of thinking who could have forged Dreazor's handwriting when all of a sudden a figure dropped on him, and held a sword against Valcore's neck. "Long time no see." Came a familiar voice, yet gurgling and deathly sounding voice. "What the fuck... Wait... But, no... Dreazor?" "Correct." Valcore was flipped over to see Dreazor, and was surprised to see a Forsaken Death Knight. "N-N-No..." "Yes, brother!" "YOU'RE NOT DREAZOR!!" "Believe it, you fool!" "Y-you sent that message and that assasin after me." "Correctamundo." "B-but you're-" "DEAD?! Oh, I was brother. Very dead. I'm sure you know that I was sent as an ambassador to the Scarlets when they were inhabitating New Avalon, and how I was killed. I was lucky not to be raised as a death knight, but I was unlucky to be ressurected when Forsaken troops came and observed the damage. They wanted me to follow Sylvanas, and fight the Lich King in Northrend. I did go there and fight, but I was eventually killed by a death knight, and raised to be one. I fought for the Lich King, but I was then captured by Forsaken troops. Sylvanas personally came and turned me back to being loyal to her. She has her... Methods. When news came of Grakor, the supervisor of the future assault on Southshore, being assasinated, Sylvanas appointed me as the new supervisor. Oh, the irony." "But you LOVE Southshore, it was your ultimate dream to become the Magister of it! Why do you want to destroy it!?" "Simple: I praise and follow Sylvanas."

Undeath? My ass...
"What are you going to do with me?" "Simple, take you to the Undercity and turn you into one of us." "FUCK that. I'm not going to be some rotting corpse walking around like a fucking zombie saying 'Praise Sylvanas herpaderp.' " "Deal with it, brother." Dreazor slashed Valcore's chest with his runeblade, hoping to scare Valcore. "Haha, that's probably the 36th scar on my chest. Time for you to get your first." Valcore raised his arm, and fired the concealed pistol strapped to his wrist at Dreazor's head. The shot hit Dreazor's head, and he fell over. Very little blood coming out. "AND STAY DEAD! Gods, no wonder we never really got along."

"Toldya so."
Valcore tore off Dreazor's head with a dagger, and threw his body into the ocean. "Farewell brother. I'll be sure to expand my family, seeing as though I'm the one who ruined it. In honor of Crofin and Jennifer MacKay." Valcore stored the head in his pack, and headed back to Ravenholdt manor. "Back so soon..?" "Shut up, you were right. It -was- Dreazor. Turns out he was a undead death knight." "Toldya so. And 'was..?'" Valcore showed him the head. "Got him straight in the head, I swear I wished I had more operatives like you. You have cheated death so many times you should start kicking him in the balls every time you pass." "Hehe, but down to business. Sylvanas will be pissed about this, seeing as though he was appointed to supervise the activites on the attack on Southshore." "She really needs to stop appointing people you know." "Agreed, but we need to head over to Tarren Mill and destroy any siege weapons they have, and kill as many soldiers as we can while we do this. Bring ten of your operatives. We're going to burying some dead bodies permanently."

Operation W.T.A (Whip the Tauren in the Ass.)
(Theme Song- Won't Back Down- Eminem)

Valcore, Ravenholdt, and other Ravenholdt agents approached Tarren Mill, pistols, daggers, and bombs ready. "Alright, I'll take five operatives and make a huge distraction. Ravenholdt, you take the rest and put the explosions on the plague cannons. If there's a problem then we retreat IMMEDIATLEY. And.... Go!"

I held up my hand, 1 finger up. The signal to stop. I peered around the corner of the house, immediatley spotting about 20 Forsaken troops walking around, securing supplies. I turned to the group. Funny, Half my life I've been friends with Ravenholdt and yet I still don't trust any of his men. Can't really blame myself, I've seen some bad betrayals in my past. I gave them the signal to plant the bombs on the house. They did not hesitate, and within a minute they were armed. I gave the signal to retreat a little, and to ready their weapons. I took out my flintlock pistol, and my knife. I turned around and faced the house. I counted the numbers in my head. "Five... Four... Three... Two... One..." The house exploded in a mountain of smoke and flame, the sound deafening. I couldn't do anything but grin. I heard the screams and yells, and I saw about 30 troops, mixed races, come to inspect what the hell happened. I grinned. I raised my arm, and let it fall down. 5 shots rang out, including my own. I saw about 7 soldiers fall down. Some of them turned around, and saw us. I gave the signal to run. I ran to the right, avoiding a couple of arrows. I took out my other pistol, aimed it, and fired it. I saw a tauren fall down, blood splattering from his neck. More arrows came my way, and I avoided all but one, which hit me in the leg. I grunted, ripped it out, and ran as fast as I could. I took out a bomb and armed it to 5 seconds. Barely enough time to get out of range. I turned around, threw it, and ran like hell. A explosion rang out, and I could hear mixed screams and yells. I ran behind a building, bending down and inspecting my leg. A figure appeared next to me, clad in black leather armor. I almost stabbed him he startled me bad. Without a word he handed me a bandage. I grunted in thanks, and quickly wrapped my leg. He ran off into the darkness. I got up, and turned the corner. My face was 4 inches away from a orc's. I stabbed him in the stomach reflexively, and kneed him. He fell down, and saw two trolls that were behind him. I shot the pistol in my left hand at the left one, and he fell down. The right one charged with an axe, and I narrowly avoided it. I quickly bent down, ripping my dagger out of the orc's corpse. I turned and faced the troll. He snarled at me, and charged me again. I threw my knife, and it hit him in the head with dead-on accuracy. I heard a growl behind me, and turned my head and saw another orc, branding a large longsword. I drew my second pistol, and shot him in the leg. This didn't seem to stop him however, and he charged me. I dodged to the side, but he was ready for that. A green plated fist hit me in the face mid-air, and I fell to the ground. I drew a throwing knife right as he readied his sword to impale me. I threw it, and it hit him in the mouth right as he let out his triumphant war cry. He fell over, and I got up, holding my bloody nose. I looked around, noone else in sight. I could still hear the screams and shouts, yet I didn't recall any other explosions than the ones I set. Could Ravenholdt have failed? I went over the dead troll, pulled out my dagger, and resheathed it. I then quickly reloaded my flintlock pistols. I dashed towards where our intel said the cannons were. I came within sight of the area, and was surpsied to see no cannons there, and noone else. No operatives. I then heard the twang of bows, and sheer pain entered my back and body. I fell over on my side, clutching an arrow buried deep in my chest. I looked up, and saw 10 archers running up to me. I groaned. This wasn't going to end well. Welp, time to check the gadgets pocket. I dug around, and found a black smoke ball. I stared at it. My ticket out. I threw it on the ground, and black smoke erupted everywhere. I then ran the opposite direction of the archers with difficulty. I could a couple of arrows pass me, but nothing hit me. I ran to a nearby hill, and layed there on my side. A couple of figures in black approached me. They stood there, staring at me. "Well don't just fucking stand there! Fucking help me!" The figure on the right took off his mask, and it revealed a grinning male bloodelf. I looked at the other figure, and it was also a Blood Elf, but this time a female. "Well.... Fuck." The male kneeled down, and looked me in the eye. I spat at him, and grinned with satisfaction as it hit his eye. He punched me in the face, adding to my injures. He muttered something to the female, and I could only catch "Infiltrate" "Bring him" "-'ll want to know." He then looked down at me again, and hauled me up over his shoulder. I tried to resist, but the female held a dagger and in an instant had it inches away from my throat. "I wouldn't try to resist... Or talk." "FUCK. YOU!" "Oooh, a fiesty one. I know what to do with you..." She reached into a pocket, and retrieved some dust. She then threw it in my face. I felt like I was going to sneeze, but it never came. Instead, I blacked out.

Welcome to Hell
I slowly opened my eyes, my senses returning to me. I fully opened them, and Sylvannas the banshee queen was standing in front of me, scowling. I then realized I was in a cage in a small room full of other cages. "Erm... Hello." "Quiet you scum! You will answer my questions and if I feel like you're lying to me we'll see how many bones in a finger we can break before we get the right answer." I wanted to get up and sock her in the face, but it would be no good. I looked over myself, I was only wearing some baggy trousers. "Now, first question. What is your name?" "Valcore." "Your FULL NAME, scum." "Valcore Shalak MacKay." "That's better, now: What was your full plan on attacking Tarren Mill?" "Fuck. You." She grabbed my hand, and then my index finger. "I'll ask again. What was your full plan on attacking Tarren Mill?" "Kiss my ass!" She started bending it down, and it eventually snapped. Pain coursed through me, but I've had worse. "ANSWER ME BEFORE IT'S THE WHOLE FINGER!" "We were going to destroy your plague cannons, we had intel you were going to attack Southshore." "Haha, that failed now did it? Well, I can tell you what happened. Ravenholdt and his assasins were very confused to not see any plague cannons in sight, and they were ambushed. All of them were killed except Ravenholdt, who escaped. Didn't think we had undercover operatives in Ravenholdt, giving us intel when you were starting to work with them again. So of course our spy was selected to go on this mission, due to his 'expertise.' Hehehe, you all fell for it. Although I have to admit, you had quite the body count. You ended up killing one of my high ranking officers. That makes -THREE- of my important soldiers dead by your hands. Grakor, Dreazor, and Lorkan! I should kill you now, but you could have information on the Alliance I could use." "I won't tell you, a FUCKING thing!" "Tsst tsst. I'll be back tommorow. You better give me the info I want, or else." She walked out. I cursed myself. For thinking the plan couldn't flawed. To think there wouldn't be any spies. To think we couldn't lose. And now I was in the Undercity, being interrogated for Alliance secrets. Above all else, I hope she doesn't turn me into one of her mindless undead servants. I'm officialy in hell.

Knowing the fellow Inmates
"Ya think the lad's awake?" "Probably, look. His eyes are openin'." I opened my eyes, and looked around. Sylvanas had put me in a different room, with fellow inmates. I sat up, and turned to the nearest cage. It had a dwarf in it with brown hair and a long beard. In the next cage was a dwarf who looked very similair to the first one, only his hair was red. And finally in the last cage there was a gnome white white short hair, and a long moustache that reached up to his hair. "Nice ta see you're awake laddy. Great to have some more company besides me twin brother and a bit of lil' annoyin' gnome." That was from the brown haired dwarf. "Oh, scuse me I 'aven't even introduced meself yet. I'm Borirm, that's Borlon, me twin brother, and that gnome right there is Lasto." "Oh um... Okay.. My name's Valcore." "Haha, you're funny. No really, wa's your name?" "I told you, I'm Valcore Shalak MacKay." "Lad does look like he could be, Borirm." "Hmm... Welp, if you really are Valcore then you must have run into the worst luck of your life, bein' captured by the Banshee Queen." "... Yeah..." "But if you are Valcore, then I'd like to hear your side of the stories of you." "Stories..?" "Lad, you're bloody famous!" "How the hell am I famous..?" "Welp, firstoff you're the last living relative of Ramaram MacKay, you were known as one of the most dangerous people in Hillsbrad, then you were living in Stormwind, being with Valorwind, Fifth Scarlet Vanguard, Greywillow Trading Company((House of Grey, this was our undercover name.)), League o' Lordaeron, and to top i' all off that one group in Stromgarde who's tryin' to rebuild it. You've killed hundreds of people, wether it's been in battle or murder! Everybody knew abou' that little incident with your parents, well since yer family is famous an' all, but your biggest claim to fame is yet to come, or so the last inmate told me." "Last inmate?" "Yeah, a mage o' some sorts. Said he felt yer pressence when you first came 'ere. Before he got into specifics the Banshee Queen took him and did whoknowswhat to him." "Great, so technically I'm famous? Well that's just fuckin' terrific." "Hmm, but you're in here so ya can't really do anyting about it." "Hmm... What was the mage's name?" "Crofin." I whipped my head around so fast I accidently banged it against a cage bar. Pain, just plain pain. "Did you say... Fuck ow... Crofin?" "Aye. Ya alright there lad?" "... I've suffered worse." "Not hard to believe with that chest o' yours." "... Did he say what his last name was?" "Nope. Why?" "Welp, that's the name of my father. Cept he's dead, and he was a mage." "Strange coincedance." "... Yeah."

... Bullshit.
I woke to the sound of a cage opening, I quickly got up, and saw three forsaken guards reach in for Borlon, the red haired. Then Borlom. "Wha... What are you guys doing to them..?" A forsaken guard turned to me, and hissed at me. "Shush you piece of shit." I scowled, but complied. "They want to test their new plague on us." Borlon whispered. It was the first time I herad him speak, and it would be the last. They left the room, but before that happened Borlon faced me with difficulty, since he was being hoisted over the Forsaken's soldier, and showed his palm. I only had two seconds to look, but was taken surprise to see a black house tatooed there. I looked down at my left palm, staring at my own house tatoo. A agent gone. Just like that. I sighed. "We haven't really been introduced, my name's Lasto." "I... Know." I turned to face the white haired gnome, and sighed. An idea came to me. "Say, this Crofin fellow. What did he look lile?" "White hair, about 5'11. He seemed old, for a human, about 60 years. Now that I think about it, he looks somewhat like you." "In er... What ways?" "Same eyes, same jaw shape. Similair hair too." "Hmmm... This is just bullshit." "I beg to differ." I turned to face the entrance, and saw a old looking forsaken mage. Clad in red robes, and holding a staff. My eyes widened. I knew that staff... I knew this man! "Hello son." The mage said, then grinned evily. It hit me. This forsaken mage was my dad!

No.
"Yes." "You're supposed to be dead!" "And yet here I stand." "Yeah, as a fucking rotting corpse serving a stupid bitch! You're just like Dreazor!" "A shame you killed your brother... Really." "He was trying to kill me!" "Well, yes. You were giving Sylvanas some trouble..." "Big deal. It was my job." He kneeled in front of my cage and whispered,"Listen Valcore, I am actually a agent for the Alliance. I was ressurected by Arthas during the Third War, but when the Lich King's strength faded I gained my own free will. I went to Southshore in secret, and talked to the Grand Magister there. He agreed to let me become a spy for the Forsaken. I am one of Sylvanas's trusted servants, and I need you out of here. I'll open a portal for you, and it'll take you to Southshore, specifically the Town Hall. You must tell the Grand Magister that Southshore will be attacked today, near evening. Tell him 'Shady C' sent ya." I looked at him confused. "This has to be a trick..." "I understand your hesitation, but you need to go NOW." I stood up and he unlocked the cage. He then closed his eyes and began chanting. I felt tingly inside, and I looked at my dad. "And son... I heard about you and your adventures, and I must say, I am proud." I was about to open my mouth, to tell him thank you, but all of a sudden everything blurred, and I appeared right in front of Henry Maleb, the Magister. He fell down in surprise. I extended my hand towards him. "Shady C sent me."

Not in Time
He blinked in surprise, and grabbed my hand. "So, you escaped." I wondered how he knew about that, but I went along with it. "Look, the Forsaken are going to at-" I heard a crash, and all of a sudden green was all around me. I closed my mouth and held my nose, not breathing in. I grabbed the Magister, who had fallen on the floor. I started to drag him out of the building, my urge to take a breath was growing. I finally kicked down the Town Hall door, and looked in horror. Green plague toxin was everywhere, and buildings had holes in them. People were falling over, coughing. I was too late. I let go of the Magister, and ran. I dodged people, unable to help them. I was struggling, for I couldn't breathe. I finally reached into the forest, where there was less toxin. I kept running. I finally reached a clean clearing, and took a deep breath. I felt dizzy, and fell down. Once again, I had cheated death.

Preparation
I knew I had to act. I needed to find Sylvanas, kill her, and take her head. Then burn it, or throw it into the sea so they couldn't ressurect her. Ravenholdt was my first thought for help, but it was too far. I needed to do this alone. I stood up, and stretched. A voice in the back of my head quietly said, "You're fucking insane." I ignored it, I was going crazy, well, crazier, and it was time for drastic measures. I walked around in the forest, trying to find a dead soldier, forsaken soldier, rogue, anyone that could have a weapon. I looked over myself. I was only wearing a pair of shorts that reached below my knees. I looked over my chest, observing all the scars, the scratches, the bullet wounds, the stab, slash, and pierce wounds. I counted 32, not counting the numerous little scratches. My life had been harsh, but it was time to kill the one bitch who made it more harder. I tripped over something, and turned around swiflty, seeing a dead Southshore guard. He had a longsword still gripped in his hand, and another sword sheathed. He also had a small dagger sheathed. I took his belt, and the weapons. I sheathed all of them. I then unsheathed the longsword, and gasped. I saw the initals 'R.M' on the hilt, and recognized my old sword. I looked at the dead body. Obviously he took it. I tightened my hold on the hilt. Wait, what if he had killed a Syndicate and this Syndicate just so happened to have my sword, and the guard took it because it was impressive. Yes, that was the case. I chuckled. It finally found it's way back to me.

Duel
Theme Song - In The End-Linkin Park

I watched the assembled Forsaken army from a tree, well concealed. They were planning to attack the town and kill any stragglers, then pull out and leave the town there to rot. My hate coursed through me. They were becoming the new Scourge, and they had destoryed the town I loved. The town I had grown up in. The town I was most revered in. Gone. I just hoped that my wife and Grizar made it out. I peered over all the heads, looking for Sylvanas. I saw no hint of her. I quietly climbed down the tree, and ran in the direction opposite of the army marching. I made sure to stay out of sight. Eventually I looked over the corner of a tree and saw nothing on the road. I walked a little bit onto the road, looking both ways. I saw no person, just trees and bushes. I started walking back to where I was. I heard a silent -Twang- and turned around. I saw a blur of black and the next instant pain coursed through me. I looked down at my chest, and saw a black arrow in my stomach. I backed up against a tree, and drew my longsword. The bushes on the other side of the road rustled, and Sylvanas Windrunner, Banshee Queen emerged. Alone. She scowled. "You were supposed to be locked up in the Undercity, damnit!" She starts approaching me, and draws her sword. A normal curved sword, often used by mercenaries. I grip the arrow in me with both hands, and rip it out. Pain, pain, pain. But none compared to what I'll do this bitch. "This ends now, whore!" "I beg to differ..." She ran at me, her sword up, ready to strike a downward blow that could cut a man in half. I drew my sword, ready to block it. The second before she reached me, I stepped to the side. She was ready for this, and curved her sword slash. I managed to block it, but she kicked me and I stumbled back. She attemped a stab, and I jumped back, parrying her next few stabs. She laughed. I scowled. I then drew my other sword, and sent a stab her way while I parried another stab. It got her in her left shoulder, and she snarled. She backed up, blood oozing from her wound. I twirled my blades, and ran toward her. I parried her slash attempt, and got another stab in her stomach. I laughed. But I closed my eyes during the laugh, and I opened them, and saw her ready a stab. I raised my arm to parry it, but all of a sudden it pierced me. The pain... There was nothing but pain. I dropped both my swords, gasping for breaths. The clangs of them dropping echoed in my head, and I knew I was done for. She got me in the heart. She started lifting me with the sword, laughing triumphantly. I knew I had one shot at killing her, even though she would just be ressurected. "Syl...Vanas..." "I can barely hear you, Valcore, what is it?" "Fuck... You." Like lightning I drew my dagger, and stabbed her right in the head. She gasped, and fell over. I slid out of the sword, and looked into her eyes. There was hate, there was dread, but most importatnly there was fear. She then closed them, and took her last breath. I then looked up at the sky. So, this is how I would die. It semmed right. I would be going into peace. Noone would be able to ressurect me, or turn me into the undead. Satisfied, I closed my eyes and thought of my wife, of Grizar, of my parents, of my friends Seth, Raven, Crimson, Sidorio, Roy, and Adelaide. I thought of Greag, dead for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Dreazor, dead for serving a bitch, and Valorie, dead for saving lives. I was a combination of all of those, and this felt right. I had suffered through life, yet still enjoyed it. I took my last breath, and everything went white.

Goodbye
I walked on the shore, the sand in my feet. My uncle had been away for two days now, and Aunt Larrysa was starting to worry, but not that much. Seems like he's always out of the house. He says he works as a ambassador for the magister of Southshore, but I don't buy it. I myself had been out of the house for a few hours, just walking. I saw some figures in the distance, I counted three. I began to walk a little faster, to see if it was that one fisher and his friends. I then realized that the figures were clad in black leather. I saw some weapons hanging on their belts, and the two in the back were carrying a large bundle. The lead turned around, and I heard him say," This man was one of our greatest agents, and was a hero. He does not deserve to be ressurected as an undead, and his soul is almost torn up from his past ressurections. So that is why we shall give him a proper ceremoney. In honor of Valcore Shalak MacKay." He grabbed the bundle, and ripped some cloth off. A head was underneath it, and I was surprised to see my uncle. I screamed out "What the hell?" The three turned to me, and the lead took off his mask, revealing the man who had visited Great Uncle Joe a while ago. "Grizar... Your uncle is dead. I will tell you the details later, but for now join us in our ceremoney." I walked up, still cautious. I recognized my uncle, his gray hair, his stressed out face, his closed eyes. My heart sank, and a tear escaped me. The two men clad in black threw him into the sea, and I watched his body float away, and then eventually sink. I looked down, and started to bawl. The man without a mask patted me on the back, and I looked up at him. "Grizar, my name's Ravenholdt, and there was more to your uncle than met the eye. He was the craziest, foul-mouthed, and bravest man I ever knew. You should be proud of him." I looked back at the sea, and let out a final tear. I then stood up, shaking off Ravenholdt's hand on my shoulder. I took a deep breath, and turned to him. His eyes were hard, and even the two masked men with him looked sad. I took a closer look at the two masked men. One was short, and had a elven sword on his hip. The other was very tall, and wore a hood with a mask. A tall, curved sword was at his waist. Something told me there was something more to these men. Ravenholdt spoke up, "Come, let us go to Ravenholdt manor. We can tell you everything you want to know... and you might just land a spot with us." "With you?" "With us." I looked back at the sea, then slowly turned to him. "OK."

Shore Expirement
Valcore's body has eventually floated onto a shore of an island. But not just any island: Tol Barad. He layed there, still dead. Eventually, a group of people found him. Alliance warlocks. They took his body to a secret lair of theirs, where they would communicate with Valcore's soul. They said they would bring him back to the living if he fought for them, Valcore reluctantly agreed. The warlocks burned Valcore's old body, and kidnapped a old veteren of the Alliance, Bereden. They then forced Bereden's soul out of his body, and placed Valcore's soul into it. The Warlocks tested Valcore, by giving him a old sword and telling him to kill a captive orc. Valcore took the sword, and in 3 and sudden strikes, killed the group of warlocks. "Azeroth is better off without you freaks..." He then turned to the orc. "I will let you go for now, but if we see each other again, it'll be like any other enemy." "Understood, human." Valcore got into his old armor, and he and the orc exited the lair, and the ﻿orc ran off. Valcore then wandered the island, and eventually stole a lone boat. He then set sail for his ruined home, Southshore.

"... That is one big dragon."
Valcore sailed and sailed, determined to reach his home and see the aftermath. All of a sudden, he heard a tremondous roar. He turned to the direction of the roar, and his blood ran cold. He was watching Deathwing fly for Azeroth, a big black blur. His flight had been disturbing the waters, and the water grow furious. The boat rocked and rocked, and eventually toppled. Valcore fought in the water, and eventually reached the boat again, turning it back over and starting to sail again. "Holy fuck... Shit... That is one big dragon." He then looked to the north, where he saw the coast of Hillsbrad, and the brown and black dot that was the remains of Southshore.

"Laryssa?!"
Valcore eventually landed on the coast, and ran towards Southshore as fast as he could. He eventually collapsed onto the ground from exhaustion, and looked up. He saw the ruins of Southshore infront of his face. Destroyed buildings, green ooze, but no bodies. Valcore wandered around, tired and distraught. He then realized something. "GRIZAR, LARYSSA?!" He yelled, but noone yelled in response. He then ran towards his old home, and saw it in ruins. Valcore gazed upon it, and collapsed to the ground, weeping. He layed there for hours, nostalging over the many memories he had. He then heard someone behind him, and quickly turned around, his eyes red with fury. It was Crofin, in his forsaken form. "... Valcore. I thought you were dead." "And I thought you were for almost 20 years. Yet, here you are." "Yes... You caused Sylvanas a lot of trouble. Killing her liutenants, soldiers, hell, even Dreazor. I knew what he befallen him, and he was unturnable against the conflict." "Yeah yeah yeah, Mr. Spy. How did you know I was here?" "I didn't. I visit here everyday, and do what you do. Mourn for the loss of all our family members." "Uhh... D-do you know where Grizar or Laryssa is?" "I do not know where Grizar is. Is at's if he's dissapeared. However, about Laryssa..." "... No. She can't be.. For-" "No. I ﻿found her dead, infected body in Southshore, I quickly cured the infection, making sure she wouldn't be raised as an undead. I then buried her on a hill near here, overlooking the sea... Would you like to see?" "Yes.." Crofin led Valcore to the grave, and pointed at it. "Here lies Laryssa MacKay. Loving wife and friend." Valcore said. He repeated it over and over, breaking down crying. "Val... I think you should take vengeance." "Yes... I think I should." "Ravenholdt?" "Yes... Ravenholdt." "Take care, my son. I hope you bring the Forsaken down, for it is the new plague of Azeroth." "I will, father." Crofin then walked off into the woods, back to Tarren Mill. Valcore took a long gaze at the grave, and said, "I promise I will avenge you, and find Grizar, my love. Whatever it takes. I will join you soon, after I have been forgiven by the Light for my sins." Valcore then unsheathed the Royal Sword of the MacKay House, and stabbed it into the ground, pretty far too, so noone would be able to pull it out. He then headed off into the woods, towards Ravenholdt manor.

Grizar... Damn that boy.
 ﻿﻿ ' ﻿﻿ ﻿﻿ Va

'''Valcore went to Ravenholdt, and was greeted harshly at the cave entrance. He had to prove he was Valcore, by answering a set of questions. He was reluctantly let in, and was shot in the leg when he walked in. "FUCKING DAMNIT! IT'S ME YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES!" "Ah, that's Valcore. I don't know anybody else with a tongue like that." Ravenholdt appeared from the shadows of the cave, holding a flintlock pistol. He then offered Val a hand up, and they headed towards the Manor to treat Valcore's wound. "Why... The fuck... Did you shoot me?" "To make sure you weren't a spy. These spys can impersonate anyone with magic, but they still sound differently and have to disguise their voices. And a shot in the leg reveals their true voice, by screaming. I knew it was you, due to your voice and tongue." "GAH. Fine, I'm here. Gods this hurts.. Right in the thigh, asshole." While the medic tended to Val's wound, Ravenholdt briefed Valcore on Grizar's training and his eventuall leaving. "YOU FUCKING INDUCTED HIM AND TRAINED HIM?!" "Val, calm down. I did it because I thought he would have your skills. And he does, actually." "WHO THE FUCK CARES ABOUT HIS SKILLS?! I WANTED HIM TO LEAVE A PEACEFUL LIFE AND HAVE A FUCKING FAMILY TO CONTINUE THE MACKAY FAMILY! NOT ENDANGER HIS LIFE BY TRAINING HIM TO KILL!" Valcore punched the medic off him, clearly pissed off. "AND NOW HE'S FUCKING GONE! WHERE THE -FUCK- COULD HE BE?! FUUUUUCK!" Valcore then ran out the manor, set on finding Grizar. "Val, come back!" Valcore ran out the cave, the guards looking confused. "Damn that boy!" Valcore ran through the lands, eventually stealing a horse in the Arathi Highlands, and riding towards Ironforge.

OOC Notes
Theme song(s): Not Afraid- Eminem, Remember the Name- Fort Minor, Airplanes (Part 2) -B.o.B ft. Eminem, Hayley Williams

I found some art that represents Valcore :) Mercenary section.

If you see any spelling/grammer mistakes anywhere, you are free to fix them :) I'm to lazy to read over the whole page looking for the smallest of mistakes.

My ingame name is: Välcore; the alt key for the ä is 0228

Yes I like Eminem, Linkin Park, and Fort Minor! Bite me! =P

Now, for some reason I get a lot of OOC hate for my behaviour ICly. Valcore is SUPPOSED to be a dick people. And the fact that I'm nice as a freakin nerd to a really hot girl to a lot of you, you still hate me. I honestly don't know what the fuck your guy's problem is. And I get 95% of the OOC hate from 2 channels who I will not mention else some of you who will be reading this will go onto their channels and be like 'Durr why do u guys hate Valcore OOCly..?' You should not take ANYTHING personal that I say ICly, OOCly. You sensitive butthurt pussies.

Feel free to add edits if you know me. Yes, I know this page is awesome. Thank you.. Thank you.

Personality
Valcore's personality is somewhat postitive. He can be grumpy at times and is one of those rare people where he's Nicer when he's drunk. He is known to be a smartass and can be caring at times. He is often coming to people's rescues, therefore being the 'Knight in Shining Armor'. He loves to cause trouble simply for the hell of it, and had been thrown into the stocks a whole bunch of times. Most of the time he'll go there peacefully, but on rare occasions he'll go all freakout when he's arrested. Overall he is a smartass caring person. Even though he has personal hateds for many things, the msot being night elf death knights and blood elf paladins, his two best friends are Night Elf Death Knights. Catherfana and Dalithor. Valcore claims that he just bothered to know them, but he's still convinced that night elf death knights are scum.

Alliance
Humans - My own race, and the only race I will date and fall in love with. We are capable of stupid-ass shit, and awesome shit. A lot of us can do speacil stuff, like wave our hands and turn people into sheep, but some of them are just plain stupid, especially the death knights. We also have a problem with working with other races.

Dwarves - Despite me being racist, I love dwarves. I love beer, they love beer. Plus, their accents are badass. So what if they're short? They could kick anyone's ass any day. In a way I envy their awesome bears too.

Night Elves - This race is just plain fucking stupid. Why we even are allies with them I don't get, because it sounds like when we first encountered them in Ashenvale, they decided to attack us. So we help them in Mount Hyjal, you don't see us being friends with orcs and fighting by their side all the gods damned time. They purple skin and pointy ears annoy the hell out of me, plus they think that since they're thousands of years old, they can boss all of us around and act superiour to us. They complain about Stormwind, yet they don't comply when I tell them if they don't like it, then can go back to their huge ass tree in the middle of the fucking sea. Night elf death knightd annoy me the fucking most, because their night elves that act all fucking droopy and think they run the god damned place. I know a couple of my friends are night elf death knights, but they don't walk around like the average shit head.

Gnomes - I find it hard to walk around and not accidently punt one of these guys. They're really crafty and useful, but strange and full of energy. I find most of them pretty good, but those weird acting gnomes in that OG thing kinda piss me off.

Draenei - This race is probably the most strangest to me. I mean, I know a lot of great dreanei, but I also know a lot of dumb as shit draenei. Plus, their whole futuristic thing is fuckin' freaky. I'm guilty of calling them blue space goats, and I think all their females are futas. But hey, they DO look like blue goats that learned to walk on two legs and talk.

Worgen - This probably pisses me off the most now. I couldn't go through fuckin' Stormwind without seeing it full of these puppies. And now I can't trust any of my human friends for in fear they'll lose control and turn into some huge fucking werewolf and tear me apart. Plus, it's fucking Gilneas. The nation that barely lent us any support in the second war, and walled themselves off from the rest of us. All of a sudden they're turning into walking dogs and the Forsaken come marching in and start invading. And when everything in Gilneas is destroyed, the few wolves come to us pleading for help. Fucking Greymane can suck a dick. He's way too old, and looks like he'll die the moment the Horde try to assault Stormwind. Plus Gilnean accets put me on the edge. They sound awesome at first, but then it gets tiring after hearing almost every single human in Stormwind have that accent. They're badder than those Feral Night Elves who turn into cats and do it in the fucking moonwell in the park. I'm actually happy that Deathwing destroyed the park, that place was way to full of night elves. We might as well just give the Gilneans Duskwood and call it 'New Gilneas' and have them fucking fix it up.

Refferences in Valcore's History
His name came from South Park's WoW episode, but turns out stan's dads character's name was 'Falcorn', not Valcore. But hey, the name's freekin awesome.

MacKay is my last name IRL. I'm not that good when it comes to making up names.

Shalak was actually given to me by the Valorwinds when I was being interrogated by them. They thought my name was Shalak, and I decided to adopt it.

Joe Wheatfield came from a recruit when I was in Valorwind, when he said his full name everybody laughed and I decided to adopt that.

Greag is actually my name IRL, like I said, I'm not good at coming up with names.

The three inmates in the U.C are refferences as followed:

Borirm and his twin is a refference to when I first played WoW and I made a character named Borirm. Borlorn was a character I met when I was level 6 and we decided to quest together and do crap.

Lasto is a refference to my old gnome warrior on my account that I lost, I felt like a little tribute was needed for his memory. Keep running SM Rocklee and friends.

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I know this whole page is long, but hey. I have way to much free time.

Like a boss!
"Thank you for coming Mr. MacKay." "No problem." "So you're in charge around here?" "Absoluetly, I'm the boss." "OK, so take us through a day in the life of 'The Boss.'" "Well, the first thing I do is:

Talk to H.O.G!(Like a boss!)

Approve weapons!(Like a boss!)

Read a story!(Like a boss!)

Remember Birthdays!(Like a boss!)

Direct new guys!(Like a boss!)

My own bathroom!(Like a boss!)

Sword-Manage!(Like a boss!)

"Promote Arathor!"(Like a boss!)

Hit on Adelaide!(Like a boss!)

Get Rejected!(Like a boss!)

Swallow sadness!(Like a boss!)

"Send some letters!"(Like a boss!)

Contact a Draenei Futa!(Like a boss!)

Cry deeply!(Like a boss!)

Demand a refund!(Like a boss!)

Eat a bagel!(Like a boss!)

Get yelled at!(Like a boss!)

No promotion!(Like a boss!)

Sip of mead!(Like a boss!)

Shit on Lokhir's daggers!(Like a boss!)

Buy a gun!(Like a boss!)

In my mouth!(Like a boss!)

Oh fuck me I can't fucking do it shiiiiiiiiiit.

PUSSY OUT!(Like a boss!)

Puke on Seth's head!(Like a boss!)

Jump out a window! (Like a boss!)

Suck a futa's dick!(Like a boss!)

Score some felweed!(Like a boss!)

Crash my horse!(Like a boss!)

Suck my own dick!(Like a boss!)

Eat some chicken legs!(Like a boss!)

Chop my balls off!(Like a boss!)

Blackout in the U.C!(Like a boss!)

Meet a giant murloc!(Like a boss!)

FUCK his brains out!(Like a boss!)

Turn into a copter!(Like a boss!)

Bomb the Taurens!(Like a boss!)

Fly into the sun!(Like a boss!)

Now I'm dead!(Like a boss!)

Remember the Name
You ready?! Let's go! Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

[Chorus:] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Valcore! - He doesn't need his name up in lights He just wants to be heard whether it's his arguments or yells He feels so unlike everybody else, alone In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him But fuck em, he knows the code It's not about the salary It's all about reality and making some noise Making the story - making sure his clique stays up That means when he puts it down Cath's picking it up! Let's go!

Who the hell is he anyway? He never really talks to much, he's never concerned with status but still leaving 'em starstruck Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact That many misjudge him because he makes a living from killin peeps Put it together himself, now the picture connect&nbsp asking for someone's help, never askin to get some respect He's only focused on who he killed, his will is beyond reach And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

This is twenty percent skill Eighty percent fear Be a hundred percent clear cause Seth is ill Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set Stormwind in flames And I heard him wreck it with The Mercenary Method, "Name Of The Game" Came back, dropped Covenant, took em to church I'm like yeesh man, why you have the stupidest mems? This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him contracts With Grey through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with Blackgaurd!

[Chorus]

They call him Sid, he's sick And he's spitting fire And Val got him out the dryer he's hot Found him in Rave Blades with Roy What a fuckin' badass He's a prick, he's a cock The type woman want to be with, and mercs hope he gets shot

Eight weeks in the making, patiently waiting to blow Now the guild with Regs taking over the globe He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope You wont believe the kind of praise this fuckin' kid gets

Roy - He's not your everyday on the block He knows how to work with what he's got Making his way to the top He often gets a comment on his name People keep asking him was it given at birth Or does it stand for an acronym? No he's living proof, got him rocking Stormwind He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of mead with volatile rum Him and his crew are known around as one of the best Dedicated to giving peeps a laugh and give a hundred percent

Now Raven! - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard It seems like he's never got time Because he gets every contract and he gets them in time And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind. Cather, It's like a design is written in her head every time Before she even touches her sword or speaks hostile she scares those motherfucker , those kids she hated. Ridicoulus, without even trying how did she do this?!

[Chorus - repeat 2x]

[Outro -] Yeah! House Grey! M. Valcore! Raven n' Cath! Seth G., Madroy, Sidorio!

Gryphons
((Airplanes part 2- B.o.B feat. Eminem & Hayley Williams))

Hayley = Catherfana

B.o.B = Seth, Dalithor

Eminem = Valcore

[Chorus] Can we pretend that Gryphons in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now Can we pretend that Gryphons in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now

(Seth) Let's pretend like it's year 10, like I'm eating lunch at my parent's house trying to be the next great hero out of S(Stormwind)) hoping for a oppurtunity, to get fame now let's pretend I'm in the forest, and when my dagger drops everyone goes insane and everybody know my name (Seth) and everywhere I go people don't wanna see me oh yeah, I just dropped my first target I got my 1000 gold for it, suspected of it in spring, accused of it in fall and then a trial just to top it all off, and let's pretend they called me the sneakiest, selling out contracts with big ass prices and everyobdy feared me and noone ever stood up, let's try to use imagination

[Chorus]

(Dalithor A.K.A Raven) OK, let's pretend like this never happened like I never had dreams of being a leader like I didn't write makeup stories about me in the forest like I never used to run away into the blackness let's pretend like it was all good like I didn't live staring in the star night, like I did things I knew I probably should but I ain't have friends that's why they call me a raven now let's pretend I ain't got a name before they ever called me Raven A.K.A Dalithor I'm talkin bout before my death, before the death knights and the mentor before they ever once compared me to Ravenholdt before I even got in House of Grey. Before they even noticed my face, so let's just pretend and make some wishes outta Gryphons

[Chorus]

Seth - And it seems like yesterday, it was just a dream but those days are gone, they're just memories

Raven - And it seems like yesterday, it was just a dream. But those days are gone...

Valcore -Alright, let's pretend Valcore MacKay never picked up a sword let's pretend things would've been no different pretend he procrastinated had no motivation pretend he just mades excuses that was so paper thin they could blow away with the wind, Valcore you never gonna make it so makes no sense to play the game there ain't no way that you'll win. Pretend he just stayed outside and played with a wooden sword. Pretend he even had a sword to say was his one. And it wasn't time to move House of Grey and cover up again he wasn't socialy awkward and just strange as a kid he had a father and a mother that were'nt dead and he never dreamed he could become rich and famous he was just lazy as shit! Fuck a job application at the old town bitch you won't amount to shit, quit daydreaming kid. You need to get ya cranium checked you're thinkin like an alien it just ain't realistic now pretend they ain't just make him angry with this shit and there was noone he could even name when he's pissed it and his alarm went to wake him but he didn't make it to Ravenholdt Manor slept through his Gryphon and he missed it He's gonna have a hard time explaining to Dalithor and Seth these dumb recruits and this hate shit cause he never risked shit he hoped and he wished but it didn't fall in his lap, so he ain't even here, he pretends that

[Chorus]

Famous Quotes
"I'll repeat myself for the third time.. I blew up the Medical Bay door to test out my bomb."

"So... I'd love to stay and chat but there's a HUGE FUCKING SCAR IN MY SIDE THAT'S BLEEDING HEAVILY!"

"Should we ever meet again, Brankah, outside of these walls... I will kill you."

"Not today, fucker." -Said to assasin that tried to backstab Valcore, but failed.

"You want some Blood Thistles? Oh you're a guard? Well.... Have some anyways."

"Ah, those were the days in the Fifth Scarlet Vangaurd. Five attempts on your life a day, get insulted at, maybe lose a limb or two in a day."

"So, I had my throat slit, an axe stuck in my throat, my throat stomped on, thrown in the stocks, had a axe in my side, and a got shot in the leg. How was your day?"

"You fucking Valorwinds... Need to stay... The FUCK. Out of this city!!!!!!!!!!"

"Well... I guess we'll carry on."

"Hehe, all of my girlfriends in the past end up dead.. Yeah, probably not a good thing to say."

"Do -I- behave like this when I'm drunk?"

" 'Valcore could be the priest....' "Hahahahahahahahahahaha... No." "

"A long time ago, my dad told me 'Valcore, when you grow up, I want you to make the whole world proud. Do whatever, just don't do anything you will regret,' I have done terrible things, and not very good things. How can I live with myself?"

"Lokhir... Has become... mad with power.... He wants.. To kill.... All... The free thinkers... In the end... He will turn on all of you.. and get himself killed... I hope... You see... the error.. of... Your ways..." Said to Zeth before Valcore died.

"Hang on a minute.." Valcore pulls out a book with blank pages, and a blank cover. "Alright continue." Later... "Thank you. I've compiled your thoughts into this book, now, I have to go to the library and put it under the section 'I don't give a shit!'

"If there was ever a moment in my life when I thought to myself 'I shouldn't do this.' I wouldn't know it, because I'd just want to see the world burn because of my past."

"So I told the wife about my whole past. Needless to say, I won't be surprised if we get divorced tommorow."

"Ah.... Stormwind. Still full of arguing shitheads and criminals who think they run the city. Huge wonder why I left... Yet here I am. First stop, Pig N' Whistle."

"If you think I'm really going to follow you, then you can just take a dive in the canals and get eaten by the canal monster."

"Well ain't YOU speacil?"

"Hurr, look at me. I'm a 'badass' kid who goes around carrying daggers and assaults people on the streets. I'm so fuckin' cool!"

"I'm gone for fucking months and barely ANYTHING happens? You people are boring without me."

"Wait, you're taking me to Blackheart. If you think you're going to get me killed, think again."

"I'll admit, I DID like Crimson during a period, but then when I saw how unfaithful she was to Sid, and when she started getting the hots with Mepth, I gave up."

"Lokhirs still a dick? No surprise..."

"My name is Valcore MacKay, you killed my Fiance. Prepare to die."