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Apr. 23rd, 2009 08:54 pmName: Larkspur Dawnherald, of "the" Dawnheralds of Silvermoon City
Race: (dead) blood elf
Class: Death knight
Birthplace: Dawnherald Estate, Quel'Thalas
Personality: Apathetic, selfish, crude, and disinterested. Lark simply can't be bothered to care about anything beyond his own interests at the moment, and those interests generally revolve around sating the desire to feel "alive" despite the withering of his senses that death has brought on. He's basically burned out on caring about or devoting himself to anything, after having been betrayed (and betraying by turn) so many people in a short span of his life.
History: Blood elves and other worthies of the Horde who keep up on Silvermoon politics would recognize Larkspur as a traitor to the city, executed a year ago for aiding Kael'thas's forces in the abduction of M'uru. His "burial" amounted to being thrown to the Scourge.
Description: Once the "ideal" of what a well-bred young sin'dorei should look like, Larkspur has made for a handsome corpse. Albeit one marred by the coagulation of blood in his appendages and trunk--it leaves him looking permanently bruised--and the unhealthy blue-gray pallor to his skin. The cause of his death is clear even at a casual glance, should he have a helmet off; he has extensive ligature marks around his throat, and there's an odd sort of lump at the back of his neck where someone pushed the broken vertebrae back together.
[OOC: There's more to this, which I will update it with once my keyboard stops being terrible.]
( Also, have a picture. )
Race: (dead) blood elf
Class: Death knight
Birthplace: Dawnherald Estate, Quel'Thalas
Personality: Apathetic, selfish, crude, and disinterested. Lark simply can't be bothered to care about anything beyond his own interests at the moment, and those interests generally revolve around sating the desire to feel "alive" despite the withering of his senses that death has brought on. He's basically burned out on caring about or devoting himself to anything, after having been betrayed (and betraying by turn) so many people in a short span of his life.
History: Blood elves and other worthies of the Horde who keep up on Silvermoon politics would recognize Larkspur as a traitor to the city, executed a year ago for aiding Kael'thas's forces in the abduction of M'uru. His "burial" amounted to being thrown to the Scourge.
Description: Once the "ideal" of what a well-bred young sin'dorei should look like, Larkspur has made for a handsome corpse. Albeit one marred by the coagulation of blood in his appendages and trunk--it leaves him looking permanently bruised--and the unhealthy blue-gray pallor to his skin. The cause of his death is clear even at a casual glance, should he have a helmet off; he has extensive ligature marks around his throat, and there's an odd sort of lump at the back of his neck where someone pushed the broken vertebrae back together.
[OOC: There's more to this, which I will update it with once my keyboard stops being terrible.]
( Also, have a picture. )
