Eskos

Player: Reese777

Character Full Name: Eskos

Character In-Game Name: Eskos

Nickname(s): Ashjrakamas (Storyteller)

Association(s): None aside from His People.

Race: Draenei

Class: Mage

Age: 29,724

Sex: Male

Hair: Black, but rather messy. Usually tied up in a pony-tail.

Eyes: Deep Pools of Blue Light.

Weight: 389 lbs

Height: 7'10

Usual Garments/Armor: Generally a modest robe that has little to no intricacy to it. What's intricate about him is his staff, which is a metal pipe adorned with floating carved tablets kept in suspension by his power.

Other: Doesn't speak a word of Common. Only Draenei. Someone will have to instruct him.

Alignment: Strictly Lawful Good.

Personality: Proud, confident, imperious. These words are often related to Eskos upon first meeting him. His sense of honor is rather strange, some would say. Where one would forgive, he would scold and instruct, always disciplinary. To him, rules exist for a reason, and must be followed to the dot, or the person who makes such an infraction is worthy of consequences. He won't be shy about it, too. He'll outwardly voice his disapproval in any situation which he doesn't approve of. He's quite blunt in all his actions.

Some would pin him as heartless, however, but this is not the case. He does indeed care greatly for his people, doing anything for their betterment. The virtue that he values highest is self control, due to the Eredar succumbing to the temptation of Sargeras's offer and becoming monsters. He will most likely scold you like you've never been scolded if you are a Warlock, Shadow Priest, or even just a bloodthirsty Warrior, for you've given into temptation. He does NOT, however, dislike or scold Undead. He pities them, for it's usually not their choice to become what they are.

History: Immensely old, Eskos is one of the few who remembers the many splendors of Argus. Born into a relatively content family, Eskos began magical study young, as most of the children had, this being the prime of magical power on The Planet. He soon proved adept at learning, absorbing troves of information and assimilating himself into the kingdom at its peak. All of this he did and enjoyed doing. And then Sargeras came...

Eskos saw first hand the danger of giving into temptation, and his beautiful world, his home, his people, succumbed to it. He immediately put restraints on his use of magic, focussing on specific branches and using as little as possible to accomplish day to day activities. However, day to day activities were the lease of their problems. The Legion pursued them at every turn. He had all but given up hope, but Velen is one hell of an inspiration, and over time Eskos began to idolize him and his perseverance. Then they finally they settled on the newly founded Draenor. Initially, Eskos had no opinion of the Orcs or even their homeworld. He was simply happy to stop running and tell stories to the young of a more tumultuous time. This went on for some time, until the Orcs attacked.

Again, he had no opinion of Orcs, but now he outright hated them. They had given into temptation, and were thus rendered dishonorable. He, along with the few remaining of his once great race, escaped on the Exodar and crash landed on Azeroth. To this day he plies his craft of storytelling here, there, anywhere, to anyone who will listen, and who can speak Draenei.