Barrett

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Player: Brutalskars

Character Full Name: Barrett Crennal

Character In-Game Name: Barrett

Nickname(s): N/A

Association(s): The Forsaken, Guns, The Horde, The Eternal Unrest

Race: Human in life

Class: Warrior, "Technological-Arsenal'

Age: 27 at death

Sex: Male.

Hair: Pale rotting patches strewn together with charred twill cloth.

Eyes: Empty

Weight: 158 lbs

Height: 5' 11"

Appearance

Normally wears dark leathers and purples and blues. Plating, ashen parts smell of burnt flesh or iron.

Other: Has a thick scent of charred bone and iron generally.

Personality

Barrett is a man of simple tastes. Explosions, guns, loud noises, rapid death and hot metal. The tastes of a loose cannon with a dependency for firing off hot head into the enemies of the Forsaken. Since he has such simple tastes he is almost impartial of who he shoots. His grim thoughts of pain and how he holds his technological pain devices makes a horrible almost masochistic scene. The clicking in that head he possesses must be comprised of gunpowder, oil, dynamite and an insane zombie goblin so to speak. His skills have been found to be useful by the organization known as Eternal Unrest.

History

Barrett as a child was amazed by a gnomish traveler that passed through his town in the part of Lordearon that would be called the Plaguelands. But that gnome's sway on his was butchered when he met a goblin that showed him goblin technology. Barrett fell in love. He took ideas from both forms of engineering as he grew in order to make minor devices to assist him in life. Then one day the Scourge arose. He died after surviving quite a long while using guns and bombs.

His travels through town after town, struggling for supplies, never trusting food, he only ate from canned foods of gnomish and goblin make. He didn't trust any human food. He struggled for survival throughout it all, starting to starve he trembled making ammunition for his weapons or finding it. He limped about until he found a small house in southern Tirisfal. He set up a base camp, he knew what was coming. A swarm of eighty or so even more undead approached the house. He lined up with the door and readied for the attack.

Eventually though, low on ammo and strength he was overrun.

As a Forsaken after the events of them breaking free he took up his interests yet again. He took up rifle and grenade, canister and cog in the name of the Queen. He has since been at work with a group of forsaken going under the banner of Eternal Unrest. They have taken his obsessions and made them into a viable weapon and tool for the Queen's will.

He sat in his workshop tinkering and twitching fingers, twisting together destructive devices that would fuel is efforts against the enemies of the Queen. With the help of some apothecaries whatever his devious technological hands cook up will not be breather-friendly.

"Shall we use fire or more fire than usual?" - Barrett

"Try both" - Gregor

"Triple the fire?" - Barrett

"Yes." - Gregor

"I will just use more than more than I ever use on a regular basis just to make sure" - Barrett