Wim was born Wimwicket Dimpletwix, daughter of Dimbnotting (father) and Turwinkle (mother) Dimpletwix. She was brought up in Gnomeregan as any other gnome, and had 6 siblings: Nanwicket ("Nanny", oldest of the siblings, and often watched over her brothers and sisters) Finwicket ("Finny"), Seewicket ("Wee wicket", very small), , Loopwicket ("Loopy", twin of Seewicket, although born 2 minutes later), Bamwicket ("Bambam", joined the dwarfs and works as a miner/explosives expert) and Wimwicket ("Wim" or "Wimmie") and Gilwicket ("Gilly", became a fisher as he was destined to be).Dimbnotting, her father, was a rabid engineer (as illustrated), and tried to interest Wim in engineering at an early age. One of the few things she remembers from her childhood was the little leather toolbelt her father gave her, and the wild ride she had through half of Gnomeregan on the back of her fathers mechanostrider (which he had tinkered on to go three times as fast as normal), hanging on for dear life. He sadly, but almost expectedly, died in an explosion when Wim was only 7. The mechanostrider-ride combined with her fathers death scared her away from Engineering for all eternity. But she still has the little toolbelt hidden away somewhere. The few things he taught her before his death was how to pick locks (since both he and Wim was forgetful little creatures who commonly forgot keys to everywhere).
Her mother worked (together with her sister, Wim's aunt, lovingly nicknamed "Wicked Wicket") as a waitress/cook in a workers mess hall in Gnomeregan all her life. Especially after her husband Dimbnotting's death, she became steadily more bitter and introvert, but as Wim grew older she understood this wasn't entirely due to her fathers premature death.
During Wim's adolescense, she worked at a leatherworkers, learning how to prepare and sew leather into
nifty things. One night after work, Wim was hanging around in the mess hall were her mother worked, and observed a table where three darkly clad figures sat, two gnomes and what appeared to be a dwarf. "Mommy, who are they?" Wim asked. "Bah, they're rogues. Thieves and scoundrels, claim they're "fighters" helping us winning the second war. Don't you ever get involved with rogues and their kind, Wim, because rogue's.. they backstab ya." Turwinkle spoke with such bitterness and hint of sadness that Wim guessed her mother had been in love with a rogue once as a young gnome. And ofcourse, rules are there for breaking, and this little speech had awoken Wim's curiosity immensely. Wim's first ever crush was on a rogue, who left her in a bad way, more interested in fighting then staying with Wim.Wimwicket wasn't one to stay heartbroken at any rate, and getting slighty bored of leatherworking, left Gnomeregan to become a rogue herself. "I'd like to be a rogue. Then I can do the backstabbing myself, in stead of anyone backstabbing me," was her argument. She didn't want to become bitter like her mother. The decision wasn't easily accepted by her mother and aunt, but "I guess it's better to be the stabber than the stabbee", as her mother logically stated. Her siblings, however, thought Wim was the bravest in the world, leaving Gnomeregan to learn how to fight. In her absence, Gnomeregan fell to the Troggs and her mother died in the fights, along with her aunt and two of her siblings, Nanwicket and Seewicket. This news made Wim even more determined to become a good rogue, and trained even harder. She eventually became a member of "The College of War", a guild consisting of mainly night elves, but for a change night elves Wim could actually like. There she was given the title of "littlest general", and later added "first rate pilferer" herself.
Wim has ever since trained her fighting skills, traveling much of the world to learn obscure fighting methods. This often shows in her somewhat peculiar outfits when dressed as a civillian; everything matches, but doesn't always look "at home" in Ironforge or Stormwind. Is also often seen with a walking stick twice her own length when dressed as a civillian, no-one knows why.Wimwicket is a teaser. She loves to make shrewd comments and throw sarcastic remarks at everyone, humans, gnomes or dwarves, especially those who take themselves a bit too seriously. She can seem a bit crude, but that's just her humour, passed on to her by her father and brothers.
Wim returned from a very prolonged "holiday" around the world with the opening of the Dark Portal. Wim just HAD to come explore, her curiosity taking over as it often does.
1 comment:
Hi Wimmy :)
As I read through your blog, I really start missing Argent Dawn, and generally some good RP.. *sighs*
I am currently playing on a PvE server, maybe I'll consider moving a char back at some point .. But at the moment, I'm just building up my own raid guild. It takes quite a while to do so, but I enjoy being in the position once again..
All the officers are even RL friends or some of my raiding friends.. So, so far its all good :) but we have barely started raiding yet, our first will be a warm up raid Saturday, starting with Onyxia to get people into a blood feud when they see a few epix .. If we are enough we'll go onto AQ40, if less BWL -> MC -> AQ20 -> ZG .. we just need to get started..
Most of our members havent even hit 70 yet (me included).. But when we do, im looking forward seeing how good people we've recruited..
*hugs*
- Harathnor
Post a Comment