Wolfgang
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Player: Aroes
Character Full Name: Wolfgang Briggs
Character In-Game Name: Wolfgang
Nickname(s): n/a
Association(s): Argent Crusade, Silver Hand (Former), Brotherhood of the Light
Race:Human
Class:Paladin/Templar
Skills and Abilities: Standard templar abilities, in his youth he focused more on the damaging aspects of the Holy Light but is beginning to shift to healing as he ages.
Age: 55
Sex: Male
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Hazel with a hint of shining silver
Weight: 185
Height: 6'0
Appearance
He is frequently seen in a set of blessed armor, dark blue in color. Many sacred chains and inscriptions have been sunk into the metal to remind the wearer of his faith. A large platinum medallion hangs from his neck, emblazoned with the fist of the Silver Hand and blessed to repel evil.
Other: He often carries a greatsword of truesilver that was passed down from his paladin master. The pommel has been replaced with a stainless steel skullcrusher nut to both secure the hilt fully to the tang and to add yet another way of injuring to the blade.
Personality
Alignment: Lawful Good
Wolfgang was once an overzealous idealist that felt that the ways of the Holy Light were too slow to adapt to the changing state of the world. His views have been tempered with age, making him the valiant warrior he has become today. He abhors all forms of cruelty and will not allow them to take place if it is both within his presence and power to do so. He holds personal honor and chivalry in the highest regards with how one should conduct themselves in day-to-day life. He'll go out of his way to bring a fair justice to those guilty of breaking the law.With regards to other races, he believes that everyone is equal in body but not in action. An orc slaying an opponent that has yielded is no different than human bandits that have accosted travelers.
The one thing that does bring out conflicting feelings in him is the acceptance of death knights. On one hand, they are abominations to the natural order and would be better of destroyed. On the other hand, many were and are devoted warriors of the Alliance that wish to seek forgiveness for the horrible acts they were forced to commit while under the Lich King's control. So Wolfgang treats one on a case by case basis and is more than happy to provide and honorable end to those who feel they're purpose has been fufilled.
History
Wolfgang's early life in Lordaeron was one of simplicity, days were spent learning basic maths while evenings were spent evading the matrons of the orphange as they snuck out to pull pranks upon unsuspecting merchants. Early on Wolfgang found that he was much better suited to sports and martial activity than sitting in some dusty old classroom trying to remember who had been the king during the Troll Wars. The orphanage did provide much needed structure in his life though, things would have been quite different had he grown up a street urchin that haunted the alleys of the city of lords. If one could consider an idea to be parents then the orphanage had been his mother and the military his father. When he came of age and bid all his friends a farewell the first stop was straight down to the army barracks.
Only a few years had gone by when he was thrown into the fray against the orcish horde, tasked with providing armed escorts for the refugees that fled to Lordaeron from Stormwind. Tales of the foul magics and demons that the greenskins brought with them both horrified and fascinated him. He continued to serve with distinction throughout the cleanup efforts of the lower kingdoms and the resurgence of the original conflict that was the Second War. It was during an exchange with a superior officer involving the execution of orcish prisoners that he caught the attention of a paladin of the Silver Hand. The compassion he displayed, even towards sworn enemies, had managed to impress the paladin enough that a request was made to discharge Wolfgang from service so that he might be turned into a proper squire. His travels continued with his new master they continued to root out orcs that had fled into the wilds following their defeat.
Having just been inducted into the order prior to the Third War, it was not long until his virtues and command of the Light were put to the test against this new plague of undeath. Everywhere he went it was the same thing, those infected had perished only to rise from their beds or shallow graves to attack the living. The Light shielded him from the ravages of the plague but did nothing for the common folk. He was in a small village near Southshore helping to dispose of the dead by building funeral pyres when word reached him of Arthas' betrayal and formal disbanding of his order. Though deeply grieved, his work continued until the the Scourge and demons became too much. With a heavy heart he fled across the sea with Jaina Proudmoore to bring the fight to the Legion.
Wolfgang's return to the Eastern Continent was a mixed occasion. Many friends had been taken from him by those monsters and his homelands remained overrun with undead. He found hope in an organization called the Argent Dawn that were apparently dedicated to purging the land of all things unholy. He journeyed to Light's Hope Chapel and stayed there in order to continue his education of the Holy Light. After many successful expeditions into the Plaguelands fighting both the undead and Scarlet crusaders, he caught the attention of an elder member of the Brotherhood of Light. Through powerful illusions channeled by both clerics and paladins, Wolfgang was forced to reaffirm his faith and show his true values over and over. After much learning, testing, and mediations a higher understanding of the Light and what it truly meant to be a paladin was shown to him. Having showed his unshakable determination, he swore and oath to himself that he would fight the unholy wherever it spawned or die trying. Light's Hope remained his home for some time until Tirion sounded the horn of war to march on Icecrown. Today Wolfgang travels the continent trimming the ever growing hedge of evil.
