Ashanti Oaksong

[Ashanti Oaksong]

Full Name: Ashanti Oaksong (Spelled Ashaanti in game)
Nicknames: Ashanti

Age: Aproximately 30. ((About 10 in human terms))
Race: Tauren
Gender: Male
Hair: Brown
Skin: Brown
Eyes: Blue-gray.
Height: About 6'
Weight: 310 lbs
Place of residence: The wilds. When he's fully in control of himself, he lives with his parents in a small house near Sithilis.
Place of Birth: <To be filled>
Known Relatives: Teyah Oaksong (sister), Rannoch Oaksong (father), Theira Oaksong (mother)
Religion/Philosophy: Belief in the earth mother. Listen to your instincts and the words of your ancestors. You have them for a reason.
Occupation: Herbalist, Alchemist.
Group/Guild affiliation: Red Moon Clan

Enemies: Any who would threaten his family or tribe.
Likes: What he calls "listening to the wind and the water." Generally listening to the various water and wind spirits.
Favorite Foods: A fresh kill.
Favorite Drinks: Water will generally do. Berry juices as well.
Favorite Colors: Reds, browns, blacks.
Weapons of Choice: Claws, nature magic.
Dislikes: Blood Elves, Forsaken, being caged or tied down.
Hobbies: Brewing potions or gathering herbs
Physical Features: Ashanti is still not a fully grown tauren, yet, and his various forms reflect that. His cat form has a partial mane on his head, his seal form has a very light build, and his bear form is still somewhat small (in comparison to other druids).

Special Abilities: Aside from being able to speak to animals as a druid, Ashanti has an unusually high sensitivity to spirits, elemental or ancestral. That ability is somewhat unrefined, so he comes off as being the child with an active imagination.

Positive Personality Traits: Curious, loyal, gentle
Negative Personality Traits: Shy, quiet, withdrawn
Misc. Quirks: When frightened, Ashanti will generally take some sort of animal form, situation dependant.

Played by What Famous Person: <None as of yet>
Theme Songs:

Three Days Grace: Animal I Have Become

I can't escape this hell
So many times i've tried
But i'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)

I can't escape myself
(I can't escape myself)
So many times i've lied
(So many times i've lied)
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal

Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell

(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal I have become)

History:

<Coming Soon>

[Theira Oaksong]

**The druidess is struck both proud and sad by the name, her ears fold back as if she is upset though manages to smile through some hidden pain**

My son. My first. My only son.. he had a good life, the best Rannoc and I could provide for him when he was very young. Though the boys been through hard times, many hardships.. .. in a time such as these not even I can shelter him from the cold harsh world. He saw things, things I didn't understand.. shamanistic spirits I was told. I feel some ounce of guilt trying to shake them from him.. I think I did. Though making him learn druidism, I had to.. I had to do it, for his own good. For the family.

He lost his uncle- uh.. *smirks lightly* .. his grandmother Thor at a tender age. The Silvermoon ordeal was a hard one, the boy almost lost us too and seeing me, bound to a pirates ship in my state must have hurt him. When Rannoc was missing.. that must have been a swift lesson in how in these times of war one can loose everything. **she shutters an almost feral expression of that of a cornered animal appears on her face, she growls** .. I don't see him as often as I'd like too, I fear my, illness, mental .. illness, feral disease.. whatever it is.. has passed and is stronger in him. I blame myself. Though one thing is certain, my life for my son. I love him more then myself, more then anything.