In an ancient mayan dialect,the name "Treelios" would mean:ultimate bada$$.(and yes,with the dollar sign at the end).Moving on now.
Almost all my alts are derived from that name.
Treelamas and Tryyx,who I have on Brandywine,have fought against Danuf's r13 WL many times.TRUE STORY!!!(don't believe me? just ask Danuf,he can confirm)
Then there's Eatandrun Thuglife(reaver on E),who I named after a reavers ability to charge into a fight,swing a couple of times,get paid,then charge out. My bff on that server was also a reaver,named Blackholecreator. We used to call him Hole. Good times...
I also have Treellianrial,my guard here on Landy.I brought her out here,and my first raid was led by Nandir,then the second,by Leekae.
I come from years of playing melee stealth classes.
My FIRST toon in LotRO was a Hobbit Burg for that reason. LOVED the hobbit, and the shire, hated the burg.
Rolled a Champ one day when my friends weren't on just to try it out...and fell in love with the timing and pace of the class' attack sequence. Felt like a dance back in SoA...man how I miss that.
Anyhow, because I DESPISE alt'ing (note my second highest level toon is in the 30s still) and I never play alts really. I never in a million years thought I'd actually stick with the Champ, the idea of even losing those few levels and re-grinding them was abhorrant to me. So I picked a goofy name. Luc. I had just finished watching some dumb chick-flick with my then girlfriend now wife, and in it the french guy that the woman falls in love with is named Luc...and they make a goofy point of the chick learning how to say it...Leuuuuk...it was really stupid and I made Luc to just be a dumb waste of an afternoon.
Well, here I am 5+ years later and I'm kinda stuck with it.
Second Marshal Luc Brandenbuck ~Battlemaster~
Stalker's Enemy*Reaver's Enemy*Blackarrow's Enemy*Warleader-Foe*Weaver's Enemy*Defiler-Foe Champion:'The only thing our opponents can do that we care about is die.'-Graalx2
The crazy, nutty, hobbit burglar you love to hate
One minute hopefully leaving you all with some comic relief in purple panties, or in a present box, or playing a lute on stab. And the next minute leaving you sitting in your chair mumbling profanity as you hips and sprint away knowing you'll probably get far enough away to leave me with no renown but not far enough to escape the 2 massive crit bleeds I've put on you as your death spam pops up on my screen
Just hoping to be NuTtY enough to leave a lasting impression.