Lazari

Information

Player: Sourpuddle

Character Full Name: Lazari

Character In-Game Name: Lazari

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Association(s): --

Race: Human

Class: Warrior

Age: 35

Sex: Male

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Weight: 240 lb

Height: 6'7”

Appearance

Usually, he's accompanied with heavy armor and a scimitar.

Personality

Lazari has always known his place as a child; however, this doesn't mean that he's not afraid to take responsibility and act as a leader when the time demands it. Lazari isn't the brightest person, nor is he considered very intelligent; however, he does have enough street smarts to never really consume a free drink offered to him in a shady bar. Because he was born into poverty, he was bred to be racist, homophobic and a bit sexist, which are all very normal things in human society.

History

Lazari was born inside of Stormwind a bit before they were under attack. His family survived due to his mothers overprotective nature and his fathers sobriety. The father of Lazari was an engineer in the rebuilding of Stormwind. In hopes of ensuring the city it's former glory, Lazari was trained in the arts of architecture and basic building. As a rather chubby child, he usually had the upper hand if any of his peers tried to pick a fight with him; since he lived in a world of poverty, this was too much of a common thing. As he grew older, Stormwind had been complete; his father was to be paid the debt that the leaders had owed him and the rest of the people. When they were turned down, Lazari was left fatherless.

While his father was plotting his redemption through criminal activities, Lazari decided to follow in his fathers footsteps as an architect. However, despite his advantage of previous knowledge, he lacked actual drafting skills and was assigned to hard labour. A few years of lifting large stones and hammering in planks gave him a muscular build, which helped him build a steady reputation on the streets. For a while, all he did was work as hard as he could and study architecture so he could one day make the cut for a building engineer. He decided to quit after learning that his employers would only keep him as a workhorse.

Lazari then kept himself in Stormwind's streets, sleeping in doorways and stealing from smaller thieves. His mother was long gone, put to death by loan sharks and swimming with the fish. He had brushed aside his dreams of becoming an architect; to him, he was already one—Instead, he focused on what his father still focuses on today: destabilizing Stormwind through crime.

The story goes that he was fired from being a lifter at the harbour because of drug smuggling. That was just the push that made him abandon the city life he was bred to live for. Instead, he took a more naughtical route, taking to the seas as a mercenary. After being assigned to quite a few ships, he took a liking to the feel of the sea and warfare and soon excelled in it. With his scars as his memories, he can now be seen around the coast looking for work or relaxing in some tavern, drinking his life away while blathering about brutal massacres aboard ships, cannibals and romance that have spelt his life thus far.