Abel OLD

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Player: Beltharean.

  • Character full name: Abel Vespillo the Second.
  • Character in-game name: Abel.
  • Nickname(s): N/A.
  • Association(s): Knights of the Ebon Blade, The Argent Crusade, The Isle of Crestfall.
  • Age: 29.
  • Sex: Male.
  • Hair: Originally black, Abel's hair has turned white due to becoming a Death Knight.
  • Eyes: Originally brown, now the typical runic blue.
  • Weight: Hovers around 220 lbs.
  • Height: 6' 2”.
  • Other: Breath still escapes Abel's icy lips, usually creating a small amount of steam when he exhales.

As an Inscriber, Abel has runes etched across his armour, mainly on his gauntlets. Under his armour, similar runes stretch across his body.

Appearance

His main outfit is a custom suit of armour in the stereotypical black and blue motif of the death knights. On each shoulder rests one of the bone masks belonging to a necromancer; signifying not only his quest to hunt the scourge, but his ability to do so. Abel wields a large bastard sword with runes scrawled across it's blade. Each of his gauntlets have one rune of each type cast into the back of them in a triangle pattern.

Another favored outfit of Abel's is his suit of purple and black armour that he wears when on official Ebon Blade business, as to accentuate his knight's tabard. This armour is seeing more and more use however, even when not on business for the knights, simply to show his pride for being a member of the order.

Personality

  • Alignment: True neutral.

Abel tries to keep to himself as much as possible. This makes the death knight seem rather aloof, but he is fact rather keen of mind; He simply doesn't wish to speak. This is for many reasons, namely that's just how he's always been (even from birth), but his grim history is a contributing factor.

He does however, feel that with his newfound freedom (and abilities) from the Lich King are a force of good, and that the light lead him down the right path to give him his new power as a chance to go from doing nothing with his life, to helping Azeroth become a safer place. This belief has caused him to become extremely religious, and when he does speak, it is often in praise of the light.

History

Abel Vespillo Senior, Abel's father, was one of the local gravediggers in a large town on the Kul Tirasian island of Crestfall. He married one miss Evita Grandmast. After three years of marriage, the two gave birth to a young boy at the tail end of the Second War. Evita permitted Abel to name his son after himself, bringing Abel Vespillo the Second into the world.

Even as a child Abel barely spoke, but his parents didn't worry about it too much... He was walking nearly a month before the average child, and had nearly potty trained himself. A rather embarrassing story she told friends and family continuously throughout his childhood. He never spoke up to express his dislike of the subject.

As Abel's thirteenth birthday came and past, his father began to teach him the task of digging graves. It was a simple job, one that Abel understood immediately. With an influx of deaths from the Second War, the family was rather well off at this point in time. Abel wasn't sure what to think of this at the time; The fact that as his friends and family were dying, yet his pocketbook was filling, was not a comforting thought.

Then, the undead Scourge came to life (quite literally). The family's wealth grew even more substantially during the Third War, as some of the rival groups of gravediggers swore off the profession, terrified that one of the corpses in the ground nearby may dig it's way to the surface. Their fears were well founded as well, for a novice necromancer called several undead from their graves at the town cemetery. It just so happened, that on this night, Abel and his father were working on a small group of graves.

His father looked up to see the shambling skeletons and their eery master far in the distance. He called out to them, and realizing that there was little to no flesh on their skin, instantly leapt from the grave he was in. Shovel in hand, Abel senior went forward to stave off the undead. He told his son to call for help, but the (now) young man rushed forward to help his father. The older man managed to take two of them down with the aid of his son, but was struck down by the third...

Abel watched as his father was struck down, and completely froze. He watched as the undead tore at his closest friends, and a rage overtook him. He charged the necromancer, who quickly began to cast a spell, but seeing the large man, fumbled with his wording; The sourge-ling quickly felt the sharp side of a shovel pierce his skull.

Abel took the man's skull mask as a memento to the evening, hanging it in his home to remind him of his father and how he couldn't manage to save the man. Evita became terribly ill after the death of her beloved, and quickly died. Without anyone to look to for consolation, Abel found himself sitting at the base of a large tree at the cemetery, watching the fog roll past the tombstones.

As the years wore on, the gravedigger began to isolate himself more and more from his community, only going outside to work, buy food, or sit under ‘his' tree. The gravedigger had found several women in these long years that he felt he had a connection with, but he never proposed. Eventually they would grow tired of his sulky demeanor however, and the couple would simply split without a grand exit, or anything of the sort.

Abel had heard bits and pieces about the Scarlet Crusade from time to time, and about their fanaticism for slaying the undead, and after several months, he decided that he would join them in retribution for his father's death. Packing only simple belongings such as bedding, a sword, food for a long trip, and his shovel (in case there was work), Abel headed off on a ship from Crestfall to Southshore.

He trekked north into the Plaguelands without incident, not meeting a scourge (or Forsaken) patrol until he was only several hours from his destination of Tyr's Hand. He was taken by surprise by a scourge necromancer, and upon sight of the senior spell caster, almost instantly fell to his knees. Begging for his life, Abel agreed to do anything, even aid the man, if he wouldn't kill him and raise him as one of his minions. With a wicked grin behind his mask, the necromancer grabbed Abel by the collar, and slammed a wicked fist into the gravedigger's head, dark magic pulsing around the fist as it made contact. The Kul Tirasian's vision instantly faded to black as he was knocked unconscious.

He awoke to a terrible sight... An army of men and women of all different races marching inside a massive floating necropolis. Before he could react, he felt as if puppet strings had taken ahold of his limbs, causing him to stand. Being greeted by a trainer, Abel was given a sword, a suit of armour, and instructions on creating a rune-blade.

He almost managed to ask why, but instead grabbed the blade, heading over to one of the many runeforges. He cast the runes on his bastard sword, and looked the blade over. With the little portion of his own mind that he still controlled, Abel named the blade ‘Draug.'

After some preliminary training, the Scourge knight was sent out into the field of battle, where he massacred an innumerable amount of citizens, villagers, and scarlet crusaders. With the fall of their opponents, the death knights of the Ebon Hold pushed forward to Light's Hope. Here, Abel witnessed three hundred holy men and women cripple a force of ten thousand.

When he gained his freedom at the hands of the Argent Dawn (in his mind), Abel looked back on the events. He believed that the light would not have lead him to the Plaguelands, only to have him be stopped a few hours from his destination, and then be turned into a true force of reckoning without reason. Now he had the power to destroy a whole squad of undead on his own, instead of depending on the paladins of the Scarlet Crusade.

With that in mind, Abel headed off into the North-lands, where he wandered the frozen plains of the Lich King's domain, destroying what undead he could find. Having been present at the battle for Icecrown, Abel was present for the victory over the Lich King. He was, however, kept at the back of the force, never actually entering the citadel. Instead, he fought off any reinforcements attempting to cut off any chance of escape.

With the Lich King dead, Abel now wanders the Plaguelands, killing what undead he can, using the Ebon Hold as his base of operations. He frequents Light's Hope Chapel however, often praying to the light before he treks out into the vile tainted wasteland that was Lordaeron. When not partaking in either of these activities, Abel delves deeper into the runic arts gifted to him by the Lich King; the few Inscribers and Runemasters willing to help him trade their knowledge of the art for deeds, money, or miscellaneous items.