Pawn

Information

Player: Steel

Character Full Name: Orion Auriol

Character In-Game Name: Pawn

Nickname: Pawn

Association: Enlightened ones (In a specific order: Forsaken, Death Knights, Horde)

Race: Forsaken

Class: Warrior

Skills and Abilities: He had become a doctor in life. He has faint memories of this, but they grow stronger with each passing day.

Age: At death 23. Currently, 31.

Sex: Male

Hair: Short and dark.

Eyes: Glowing orange

Weight: 245 lbs.

Height: 6'3"

Appearance

He generally wears heavy armor, he almost has the appearance of a gladiator.

Personality

Pawn has an unusually high reverence for life. However, doesn't mean is his not inclined towards combat. Generally, it's quite the opposite. He is patient and well-spoken. He values mostly understanding, especially in terms of understanding him. He has a cryptic way of speaking, he partially means to be. Pawn is observer, he studies his surroundings, people, and the way they interact. He mostly keeps to himself, unless it is necessary to interact with others. Once his quiet bubble has been breached, he will likely rant about his unorthodox beliefs on undeath.

History

Pawn, or Orion Auriol as he was known then, was born to a noble family in Lordaeron. He enjoyed a rather luxurious lifestyle as he grew up. He had never been particularly happy, only complacent. His father's nobility stemmed from a long line of knights, he had inherited his position. With his power and wealth, Orion's father was able to avoid ever serving in the wars against the Horde. Orion felt his father would disgrace his order and what other brave soldiers stood for.

He would come to confront his father, Orion called him out on his cowardice. He went on to inform his father that he too would join the order of knighthood and he would not bring shame to them. His father disagreed and revoked Orion's right. He sent him to a prestigious school to learn medicine. It was nothing more than a prison for Orion, but he would make the best of it. If he was unable to help others as a knight, he would do so as a healer.

He did his best in his studies, but it just was not enough for him. Orion wished to do more. After leaving the school he would travel, this being against his father's wishes for him to open up his own practice. As he had been working for meager payment from small town to smaller villages, he eventually came to a chapel. There he first saw paladins, although, at that time they were only priests. He pleaded with the chapel's headmaster so that he may learn and offer his skills to them. It was here he learned to wield the Light. For the next few years he gained more knowledge as his devotion heightened.

Soon all that he knew would be put to the test. The Plague had come. He and his small order would travel and do their best with what they had to heal those afflicted. All they could offer would never be enough. Soon enough, the forces in Lordaeron made their own presence in the blighted lands. He, along with the other freelance healers, were conscripted into their ranks. He was thrilled to finally have what he wanted, to make up for his father's insolence and actually make a difference.

His joy would soon fade. The unknown disease quickly escalated and dead began rising. Orion still wished to heal, but the knights from Lordaeron would command otherwise. He and his companion's efforts had been useless and so they would have to comply with them. They were to exterminate the infected so that those untouched would be safe. This would take a toll on Orion as he would retrace his steps, going from town to town, watching idle as the infected would die. From either blade or disease, they fell.

Him and his order traveled back to their own chapel, weary from the cruelty of the world. But they would never make it back, for undead stood in their way. He died with his brothers-in-arms at his side. He was raised soon after, to serve the Scourge's purposes.

The war would rage on, but soon the Lich King's power would wane. He, and many others, would break free. Orion would spend the next few years in a depressive state as he would visit abandoned chapels and pray for the Light to course through his body again. It never would. He understood he had died and his body was defiled, but he kept hope that he may use his past power to heal others as he could not before. It was in this time he came to a revelation. He was bent in a chapel, seemingly praying. However, he was cursing his existence and how the Light refused to help him. Here, he came to an epiphany. The Light refused to help him, why? Was it his body.. Or was it himself. Why would the Light refuse to help him... Unless, he was not himself. Orion came to the conclusion, he was no longer Orion. He was a new being. He thought deeply about this, he came to believe it as true.

He was no longer Orion Auriol, he was Pawn. Born in the ashes of a fallen soul, born into that soul's body. He believed the Light no longer assisted him because he did not pay homage to it as his body's former inhabitant had. He came to respect the Light and he made a pact with himself, that he would return to the Light once he had spread the message of his revelation. Forsaken need not to suffer any longer due to their body's past mistakes, for those were not their own. Forsaken must forget their dark past and move on to a brighter future. His message often fell on deaf ears, they preferred to follow the Dark Lady's bidding than to make their own path. He came to resent this, calling them slaves to the Queen. They were former slaves the King, now slaves to the Queen, and worst slaves to themselves. To this day, he continues preaching his message, however, he is more conservative in his enthusiasm to preach openly.