Darian Rev3

Player: haZei

Character Full Name: Darian Bendle

Character In-Game Name: Darian

Nickname(s): Dar'

Association(s): None.

Race: Human

Class: Rogue

Age: 24

Sex: Male

Hair: Bedraggled and unruly, often tied in a ponytail with a piece of frayed string.

Eyes: Small and brown.

Weight: 165

Height: 5'9

Usual Garments/Armor: Rags, at best. He wears a jerkin and shorts. They smell off, and are riddled with rips and tears.

Other: Carries a kitchen knife which he uses a weapon. It isn't particularly sharp.

Personality: Bitter, depressed, and desperate. Darian relies on begging, scraps and ambushing weaker travellers than he. He despises the higher-ups for no more reason than they are better than him. He is jealous of anyone with a coin to spare, and will spite and attack others for no other reason.

He holds a special hatred for the King and Court of Stormwind, blaming them for his misfortune.

He is almost always under the weather and irritated. While he finds small happiness in stealing and extorting those that are better off than him, he lives a hard life and his personality and emotion state reflect that.

While he is never one to decline charity his bitter, twisted mind always seem to find a way to lose him anything long term; often taking out his anger or problems on those kind enough to give him a coin or two.

History: Born to unknown parents, Darian was sent to an orphanage at but a few days old. He grew up despising his cruel matron and fellow orphans who cruelly bullied him.

He grew up emotionally unstable, weak and temperamental. He threw away his chances at a foster family or a charitable organization helping him, which he is still bitter and regretful about; he doesn't see it as his own fault.

Upon becoming eighteen years of age he quickly left the Orphanage and tried to find a job. However he lacked credentials, integrity or any skill whatsoever. He quickly fell in to poverty. He lived on the streets for many years, begging for scraps and coppers. He was briefly taken in by a charitable family, doing farm work for simple coin. Unfortunately, they quickly grew tired of the bitter adolescent, leaving him back to the streets. Before he left, however, he stole a kitchen knife.

He would occasionally find scraps of manual work, as a farmer's hand, lifting some lumber or picking berries somewhere. These would never last long for him due to his bitter attitude and he would be eventually sent back to the dusty road.

He spent most of his time alone, ambushing merchants and travelers for food and coin. He joined a small gang of Defias and was dubbed "Butter Knife" due to his weapon, but was eventually left on his own due to his lack of respect, skill or assets. To this day he travels alone as a bandit.