Hiero

Hieronimo 'Ro' Hawkwood
| Name | Hiero |
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| Occupation | Swashbuckler! |
| Age | Very early middle age. |
| Race | Human |
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| Residence | Shattrath City |
| Guild | Kindred Spirits |
| Outward Appearance | Ro's tanned skin and Gilnean accent clearly mark him out as not being a native. His grey eyes twinkle with mischief, and his clothing is always stylishly simple. He strides while other men just walk, and acts while other men might simply talk. And of course, what Gilnean swashbuckler would ever think of travelling without a rapier on his hip? |
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Background
The name's Hawkwood - Hieronimo Hawkwood. I have lead what some might call an... interesting life. Through the course of this play that we call life, I have played many parts and worn many masks.
I grew up in Gilneas, the son of a naval officer and a noblewoman who married below her station for love. I wouldn't say that my childhood was easy, but it made me the man I am today so I have no major regrets.
Following in the footsteps of one's father is expected in my culture. I served in the Gilnean Navy in various posts and positions, ranging from naval intelligence to a rather ill-fated stint as a Naval Attache. When it was decided that Gilneas would withdraw into isolation, I chose to pursue my future in a world larger than the bounds of my country.
What does my recent past hold? I have tried and failed to become a paladin. I lack the discipline to blindly follow orders. Personal initiative was a virtue fostered by the Navy, but unquestioning obedience appears to be the Stormwind Way. I am no paladin, no white knight on a fiery steed; I work for a living. I suppose that makes me a mercenary, but that doesn't mean I'm not picky about my employers.
| Friends | Kalistra, Slidemoon, Alai, Shynda |
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| Relatives | Half-sister: Katarra |
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| Opposite faction attitude | Neutral |
| Loves | Slow women, fast horses, good wine |
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| Hates | Fast women, slow horses, bad wine |
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| Quotes | That which does not kill me has made a tactical error |
Hiero's Adventures
| On Dancing | 17 weeks 1 day ago |
| Applying oneself | 35 weeks 8 hours ago |
| Cake | 48 weeks 2 days ago |
| Health & Safety review of privateering vessels under the command of Akbar t. Damned | 1 year 4 weeks ago |
| Gilnean Flatbread Recipe | 1 year 5 weeks ago |



