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History of the Shrouded Dawn

The Shrouded Dawn began in Duskwood through the work of Noctifer Eva.  His mother owned one of the taverns in Darkshire.  Noctifer created the Dawn in an effort to help protect his home.  Members of the guild would watch the roads and protect civilians from the beasts and monsters that roamed the area.


When the Dark Portal opened to Outlands, the purpose of the Dawn changed.  No longer did it only focus on the immediate threats to Duskwood, but now they would attempt to protect against larger threats, not just the Duskwood but all of Azeroth.


Help with Lore and RP

Alynore's picture

When creating a character to apply to any RP guild, one thing to consider is where and how they fit into the world and the timeline. There's a lot of info, and much of it seems to contradict, so it can seem daunting! Revisions can make it even trickier.

We have a lot of folks who know chunks of lore, and you can always ask for help. Some people are more sticklers for it than others, but so long as your story is reasonable and logical, it should be workable to most players. It's just easier for us all to RP together if we're close to being on the same page so far as what happened when, where, and how in regards to general history. Once you have a rough idea of the "rules", it's easier to muck around with them. ;)

In the meantime.........

Rhianon's picture

I know everyone is chomping at the bit for Overwatch and then Legion (I include myself in that group!), but I've recently become somewhat addicted to open world survival/life sims with heavy crafting components.

I've been playing Life is Feudal --

and just started playing ARK -

(and H1Z1 Survival but that's for my Walking Dead itch. And being ganked itch.)


[Anwyna] Dawn of a New Day

Henii's picture

It was the fear of failure that had kept Anwyna from fully pursuing the line of research that would lead to undoing the damage inflicted upon her spine. She had feared that all the work that would need to be put into, only to have it fail, would crush her spirit irreparably. Instead, she focused on her depression as a crutch to turn focus away from that research, preferring to dwell in the safe misery that she had come to know.