Alabaster

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Player: OfMeeseandMen

Character Full Name: Adept Alabaster Lordsbane-Eldersway (Eldersway is legal surname).

Character In-Game Name: Alabaster

Nickname(s): "Alab"

Association(s): Silvermoon, the Blood Knights, the Silvermoon Military

Race: Blood Elf

Class: Paladin

Skills and Abilities:

  • Basic/weak Light-Healing and mending abilities.
  • Knowledge of blacksmithing and repairing with geological/mining training.
  • Military tactical training.
  • All Blood Knight training was done with Paladin Protection talents in mind, therefore is his specialty (Leaving his Holy and Retribution Talents weak enough to not be added.) Otherwise, he is given basic Paladin training with all in-game abilities that are available to him.
  • Virtuoso: While not a talent of prowess, Alabaster has a knack and an affinity for the violin and will play it at leisure, assuming he has one.

Age: 102

Sex: Male

Hair: Onyx-black

Eyes: Fel-Green

Weight: 202 Lbs

Height: 6'3"

Appearance

Usual Garments/Armor: Generally a slatted armor along with the decorations and badges of a Blood Knight Initiate.

Other: His body is matted with various scars and scrapes; claw-gash marks across his right pectoral, a sword-slash across his left shoulder, the Blood Knight emblem tattooed across his right shoulder. Other scars are not particularly noteworthy or are healed past visibility.

Personality

Alabaster is naturally cold and calculating, as he grew up to become as his training went on. His personality has been broken down by drill instructors, fellow soldiers, and the Second War battles that broke his noble mentality, replacing it with an apathetic 'mask' of sorts that hides his true interests in art and music. A constant drawer, Alabaster will draw on almost any (appropriate) paper he can find. He desperately wishes to learn to play the violin—for real—some day.

Alabaster does not share his general race's comfort with the Undead, finding them unsettling (despite a linked history). Especially having been through battle in the Scar destroying the Scourge, the Forsaken to him do not feel so different, and it somehow feels to him like allying with the enemy.

He is highly loyal to his country, though not blind to the political and societal misgivings. The lack of pragmatism in architecture and the Highborne mentality strike him as gross bastardizations of a once-great culture. As such, he has a high (though closeted) regard for the Night Elves. Despite this, he realizes that every culture has twists and turns, and that he wishes to be there for his people to the end.

Family and close friends match in importance with his duty—a paradoxical situation for Alabaster, however he's lost very few close friends (having made little), and as such his apathetic view of death is not that of uncaring, but of a lack of personal perspective.

Harsh conditions (rain, sleet, snow) are like home to him from his intense trainings and campaigns in the War, the man now unable to be comfortable on soft surfaces in a twist of fate. Having become highly pragmatic, luxury and comfort feel uncomfortable and almost weighty on the Elf's shoulders, despite his early-life training in how to act as a Noble.

History

Alabaster was born to Asid Lordsbane and Lady Alaria Eldersway when the two were very young. Rather than stick around for the pregnancy, Asid Lordsbane left Alaria with her child, sending monthly provisions of his own whim to the noble Lady, including money, supplies and food. However, Alaria did not require this, Alabaster's youth spent in a good bit of luxury and wealth.

Alabaster was a fat little boy, having stuffed himself nearly to bursting as he grew, even up to his adulthood at eighteen years old he'd managed to keep the "Noble boy" fat, while his slender and attractive mother and aunt (both Warlocks) struck up his envy and his rage. He wanted so badly to be beautiful like them.

Alaria, despite Asid's absence, would speak at length when Alabaster would ask, leaving in Alabaster's mind the idea of a courageous, strong man, who had nothing but the best intentions for his loved ones. Alabaster's image of his father was a duality, one of a man who left him and his mother, and the other of a man who he wanted to be beautiful like his mother and aunt, but pragmatic and a fierce warrior.

As a noble, Alabaster was clumsy and disinterested. When it came to his studies, he was lazy and a procrastinator, his mind tending to wander towards the more artistic variants of life, one of which in particular was playing the violin. Able to afford lessons, Alabaster took his violin at fifteen and played until he was twenty with little success. He was simply not good.

Still highly envious of his mother and what he'd heard of his father, Alabaster was getting desperate. Wanting to prove himself out of nothing but adolescent angst and fury, he took up a sword, joining the Silvermoon City Guard force.

It was far, far duller than he had expected, and more than that the workouts were strenuous. He was bringing no honor to his family name with his sloppy performances that were only just passing for him, and soon enough his workouts were causing him constant fatigue. He wanted to complain, he wanted to whine, but his drill instructors drowned him out. He was friendless, his money was useless, and his mother wouldn't use it to bump him to better places. So he dealt with the fate he'd given himself the best he could.


His ascension in the Guard was very, very slow, and took a good chunk of his life until around the 75-year milestone of his life. It was a long time of growth for him, having become a spoiled rotten noble to a disciplined warrior. His body was tall and muscular at this point, littered with various scars he'd gained more from training than anything else, as the highly-regulated city of Silvermoon wasn't wrought with criminality.

Alabaster was drafted during the Second War, like many surplus Guardsmen, and was trained relentlessly to prepare and work with his squad-mates. At this point, he was utterly loyal to his country and his duty came before all. His excellent swordsmanship and his disciplined leadership finally came to a head upon the field, and his squad became like family to him as they fought through pock-marked battlefields.

Alabaster gained a good many scars from his battles, both emotionally and physically, and soon found himself apathetic to the idea of death and destruction. Silvermoon's destruction left his family unharmed (though their estate was ruined along with the bulk of their riches), so he never developed a sense of revenge for the loss of others, as they were not as close to him. He was loyal to his people and his country, however, and sharpened his skills to help defend the remains.

It wasn't long before Alabaster was sought out for his talents by the newly-formed Blood Knights who were interested in taking and developing his skills along with the Light power of the Sunwell. Alabaster's mind was far more on duty and obligation to country than to individuals, so the draining of M'uru's power did not faze him in the slightest.

Focusing on building his abilities, Alabaster found that while his physical prowess lay in his sword skills, his Light abilities tended towards the defensive and the enhancement of offensive abilities. This worked well with his training, and he quickly rose to an Adept within the Blood Knights.

Alabaster, today, keeps doing his duty for his people, hoping soon to become a Knight, then a Master and earn his Blood Knight tabard and the associated privileges, and perhaps someday go even higher in his line of duty.