Raziel

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Player: ThePharaoh

Character Full Name: Raziel Xenatia

Character In-Game Name: Raziel

Nickname(s): Reaper

Association(s): Undercity

Race: Forsaken

Class: Priest

Age: 209

Sex: Male

Hair: Black

Eyes: Empty eye sockets.

Weight: 80lbs

Height: 5'10

Other: He speaks in a whisper, or even gravely tone. But the voice comes from his body, and not just the area of his missing jaw.

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Appearance

Robes or loose clothing, allowing him to send shadow from his body. He dresses in dark garments and tries to draw no attention to himself. Sometimes wearing a mask to cover up his missing jaw.

Personality

Raziel in life, was a unstable individual. In undeath he has become far worse. There are moments where he is making sick jokes, and cackling, an other times he is off to himself studying quietly. He is always violent prone, and psychotic. He also loves to strike fear into all those he comes in contact with.

History

Raziel was a Quel'dorei priest, stationed in Lordaeron to heal the wounded. Day in and day out he saved lives, healed the weak and feeble but still remained unsatisfied. This unrest he felt went on for months, he still continued however. It was until one evening a severely wounded dwarf was brought in, he had tangled with a warlock. The dwarf was so unrecognizable, Raziel didn't know where to start, the elf stood stunned marveling at what he considered to be art. That something like this could be done by energy, he began healing the dwarf, so he could speak to him.

"Dwarf?" Raziel asked donned in all white, blood splattered over his apron and mask.

"Yeh?" The mangled mass of red muscle responded, his face was grotesque and his beard was the only thing defining the bottom half of his head.

"What did this to you?" Raziel asked, he tried to hold back his excitement from his peers.

"Fel..." He responded coughing up more blood.

Raziel asked a few people who brought the dwarf in, he was attacked by a warlock. Raziel was intrigued, by the fel magic and began to research it. He would go to different areas, hiding his identity from anyone who could have seen him. He acquired books, scrolls and other items and continued to do so for many years. He practiced during his free time, reading quietly or experimenting violently. Once he began to slightly comprehend certain ideas he wished to test his abilities out. This led to him suffocated critically wounded patients with shadow. He would gleefully watch them perish.

Once others caught on he was chased out and hunted. He eluded them luckily, changing locations from abandoned buildings to farm houses. Raziel was wanted and on the run, this didn't stop him or his experiments though. He still went on systematically killing and torturing those he could, while he was on his travels.

All things come to an end, and so did his mini-psychotic reign. Raziel was swiftly caught by authorities and was sentenced to a public hanging. While shackled and walking down the cobblestone street, the Priest made his last prayer, but not to the light. He prayed to the shadow, "If I can live again, to spread the darkness, My soul is yours forever." He whispered in Thalassian closing his eyes.

At that moment, an angry citizen hurls a huge brick catching him off guard and straight in the chin. It shatters his lower jaw, as his mouth hangs in a bloody sack of skin. In his last moments of agony Raziel could articulate nothing, no words, no screams and no other thoughts except the burning fury of pain he felt. Such a brief state of hell broke his mind, after that he was hung.

His body was buried in a place that was plagued many years later, his body filled with shadow had animated once more. He served the scourge as a mind-less drone of death, slaughtering and killing as told. It wasn't until much later that he and some others were freed. They followed the Dark Lady Sylvanas and joined the rest of the horde. Amnesia and brain rot already effecting him, Raziel has trouble remembering his past life.

He does however remember his prayer, and uses it as his foundation to start over his new dark existence. His second chance.