User:IbbertTheGnome/Ibbert
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 Ibbert Shadowgear III
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| Gender | Male
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| Race | Gnome |
| Character class | Warlock, Tinker, Buccaneer |
| Affiliation | |
| Occupation | Officer of Divine Syndicate |
| Location | Unknown
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| Status | Alive |
| Relative(s) | Ibbert Shadowgear II. (father), Myra Shadowgear (mother), Ibbert Shadowgear I (Grandfather), Malat Dizzycog (Lover) |
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Info
- Name: Ibbert
- Race:
Gnome
- Gender:
Male
- Class:
Warlock
- Birthplace: Gnomeregan, Town Quarter, Hospital, room 48,53,C.
- Likes: Dwarves, Tinkering, Shadow and Fire magic, Gnomes, Pirates, Malat.
- Dislikes: Troggs, Mekgineer Thermaplugg, The Horde, and tall people!
- Age: 26
- Languages: Common, Gnomish, Dwarven, Eredun and Thalassian.
- Appearance: brown haired, blues eyed, slim, funny, friendly, tan.
Beginnings
My name is Ibbert Shadowgear III, son of Myra and Ibbert Shadowgear II, I've never known my parents. They were killed during the trogg invasion of Gnomeregan. When us gnomes fled, some unknown woman in a blue robe and hood rescued me. To this day I still don't know who saved me from those evil creatures.
Dalaran
As a boy, I was raised by my grandfather, Ibbert Shadowgear I in Stormwind. When I got older, I said goodbye to him and joined the powerful mages and wizards of Dalaran. I met Nairb, a high elf and became good friends with him. I wanted to become much, much, more powerful if I ever wanted to kill those damned, crazed troggs.
One day, I came across a book in the libraries of Dalaran, it was a warlock spellbook. I decided this kind of power would help me end the evil trogg race. Nairb thought I was crazy to become a warlock, "They are not trusted by anyone", he said. I became enraged and yelled at him, "THOSE THINGS KILLED MY FAMILY!! ...They will all pay. The only way for me to defeat them is for me to become stronger, with the arts of Shadow, this spellbook will help me do just that." I packed up my things and left the city that night, and headed home for Stormwind on my Mechanostrider.
The Brothers
I arrived home, one week later and went inside my house. My only friend was my grandfather, Nairb was right, no one trusted me. That is, until I formed the Brothers of Gnomeregan, in memory of fallen gnomes. It was a small army, Airiph Fraizer, Gyff, Pinocchio, and Nevin Farcine were some of the members, they were more like a family than an army. We tried to take back Gnomeregan an one cold winter's day. Airiph screamed as we ran in "FOR GNOMEREGAN! AND FOR GELBIN!!" When we found ourselves in the Warlock sector, Gyff and one of Gyff's old classmates (who was irradiated) had a skirmish. The classmate won...
Goodbyes
Our doctors and healers did everything in their power to save his life... there was nothing they could do, the opponent's sword was dull and carried diseases, when it sliced him, he became infected. He died right there. We had to move on, his life would NOT be taken in vain!! But after everything we went through, we had to flee, Pinocchio and Airiph were hurt badly, Nevin cast a portal spell, we all stepped through and arrived in Ironforge. Pinocchio was lost in the Twisting Nether, the portal receded as he was stepping through and never came out the other side. We all attended their funerals, I forced back all of the tears. The only time I had cried was when my parents died. I couldn't help it. The tears came running down. The Brothers of Gnomeregan lasted for a few more months, then disbanded. Airiph and I joined the Divine Syndicate, managed by Overlord Tyv and met up Nevin again during another failed attempt at retaking Gnomeregan, and he joined the guild. While in the guild I met some great friends. Including Yoshikawa, Majesticoni, Excelcia, and many others.
Malat
In Gelbin Bay one sunny day, I met Malat Dizzycog, The only thing that ran through my mind at that moment was..."Who is she?" I felt like he'd seen her somewhere before, but I just didn't think about it too hard, I probably have. I have been all around the world, after all. I walked up to her and introduced myself nervously. I can't quite remember what happened after that, I felt dizzy, all I remember was I woke up in a bed with her looking down at me. "Are you okay?" she questioned. We have been dating ever since.
Moving Away and Learning the Shadowgear Language.
About 3 months after I met Malat, I decided to go out and buy my own house. (I had to sleep on the floor when living with Grandfather, while he got a bed as soft as the clouds in the heavens.) I found a nice house in Ironforge's Great Forge. As I was packing, Grandfather was slick and shoved a crusty old tome into one of my bags while my back was turned. We said our goodbyes and I left for the Deeprun Tram. As I sat on the cold rusty bench, A strange green gnome had his nose stuck in a book that, strangely enough, bore the mark of the Shadowgear family. I went over and asked him were he found it. He quickly looked up at me, dropped the book and ran away. I looked at the strange book and opened it. It contained words I didn't understand. I read the book at my new house over the next few weeks and quickly learned the new language. I meant to return to Stormwind and ask Grandfather about it. But it somehow slipped my mind, whenever I finally did, It turns out Grandfather went missing, and he still is today. I hope he is okay.
The Marriage of Ibbert and Malat
Coming soon...
The Divine Syndicate falters
Many of the members in the Divine Syndicate had left, and only a few of us remained. We became such a small guild the King of Ironforge (where Divine Syndicate is based) had us disbanded. Many of my friends (and some of their friends) and I formed a new guild called Cataclysmic. Many of the Divine Syndicate members joined in. Again, I have found more friends, Maybe I am not as untrusted as Nairb thought I would be.
Today
I am still friends with Airiph, Nevin, and Nairb today. I live in a house in The Great Forge of Ironforge. I like to tinker with technology, practice the arts of Shadow Magic, and try to fix my ship, so that I may sail the seas again, but so far, I've had no luck with it. Well, that's the end of my story for now. I will see you around.
Quotes
- "Those THINGS killed my family! ...They will all pay." (to Nairb after he calls him crazy for becoming a Warlock)
- "Is this... the power of shadow?" (Reading a Warlock spellbook)
- Ibbert:"COME FORTH! CREATURE OF THE TWISTING NETHER!"
Imp: "Eh? What'cha want?"
Ibbert: "There has to be something wrong with this book, I called a demon, not some little girl's dolly!" (First time summoning a demon)
