Therrion

Information

Player: Hentick

Character Full Name: Therrion Beaumont

Character In-Game Name: Therrion

Nickname(s): N/A - Therrion will do.

Association(s): Stormwind, Northshire Abbey, The Aureate Light - Alliance

Race: Human

Class: Paladin (Currently, a trainee.)

Age: 23 years old.

Sex: Male

Hair: Shoulder length dark hair, along with a goatee.

Eyes: Green.

Weight: 187lbs

Height: 6'1"

Appearance

Therrion sports the standard uniform that all trainee's at the ol' Northshire Abbey wear. This includes a tabard, representing his loyalty to The Aureate Light.

Personality

Alignment:Lawful Good.

Therrion Beaumont is a young ‘Trainee', clearly making him raw in certain fields. He may be hotheaded at times, but nothing that is not natural for his young age.. He is kind, faithful, well-mannered, and even easily motivated due to his youthful age. He is not very easily intimidated, but by all means, he is only human, after all.

History

Therrion Beaumont was born in a small township, in the old lands of Lordaeron, only a few years following the grand Second War. His father was a praiseworthy man, operating as the village's blacksmith. His mother, on the other hand, was your habitual housewife, cleaning the accommodation and feeding their child.

During his early years in existence, he spent more time with his mother the majority of the time. His father was always busied with work, not giving him much time to have fun with his son. As an average child, he learned to do things eventually. He learned to walk, talk and the like around the standard time a child should.

Four years passed swiftly, and by that time, his father had earned enough money for him and his family to move to the great city of Stormwind. In Stormwind, his father became the apprentice of one of the blacksmiths, starting at the bottom once again. He was getting paid poorly, and it was hard for a family of three to get by. Therrion and his father spent more time with each other, now that his father had more time to spend.

In what felt like minutes, Therrion was six years old. His father wanted to train him, so that he could defend himself in the future. Therrion was given a short wooden dagger by his father, yet he never got used to the feeling of holding a weapon of this kind. Within the next few years, his father gave him a lot of different wooden weapons, trying to figure out what felt the most natural to Therrion, and the answer was simple. A wooden hammer, or rather, a mace/mallet.

Ten more years would pass, until any major events happened in Therrion's life. The family of three was already rather poor, and with the low pay that his father had, it would be impossible for him to give his son a proper education. Therrion was for that reason sent to Northshire, being enlisted in their Abbey, as a trainee. Here, he was taught how to wield the hammer of the Light as an extension of his arm. In addition to this, he was taught about the Light, and how to read and write. In this old Abbey, he learned quite a lot. Five more years passed as a mere trainee. It was time he was let out of the Abbey, to explore the world around him once again. After six long years, he once again stood in front of Stormwind, with a proud look on his face. He was by no means a full-fledged Paladin, but a bigger man than before, he was.