Gaberial

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Information

Full Name: Gaberial "Hollow-Heart" Tennatus the Third

In Game Name: Gaberial

Nicknames: Gabe, Hollow,

Associations: The Royal Apothecary Society, The Sin'Sholai

Race: Forsaken

Sex: Male

Age: 38 at death. Now he is at roughly 53

Class: Mage (Rogue in game for equipment usage of leather armor and the like.)

Hair/Eyes: Bald and an unliving yellow glow fills his eyes.

Weight: 174 lbs

Height: 6'

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Personality

Gaberial has a nearly cold and calculated mindset, but he will light up in anger at massive failure. His constant analysing of the events around him puts his lust for power before all but his own life. The lust for power puts him on a destructive level where he will do whatever he can to gain status and power.

History

Gaberial was a studied alchemist and mage before his death; he lived a simple but privliged life in what is now the Plaguelands. He worked quite a bit with his cousin in order to finish several custom elixirs. As they created these potions they sold them for quite the sum, but, Gaberial was losing intrest in potions. He began to do the work of a normal apothecary in the land, supplying bandits and assassains with deadly poisons for massive profit; as well as working with his cousin.

The day his cousin found out about his secret business they argued about ethics and morals; Gabe ended the conversation by slamming a syringe into his cousin's neck repeatedly. After this he put the body in a vat of liquids to liquidate the body then he drained the remains on a nearbye farm's field. The field died, no one linked it to Gaberial.

Then the Scourge came, Gaberial locked himself up in his home and hid working on a hopeful cure to the plague he thought. Insane with fear he struggled with hunger and sleep loss. With these negatives affecting his work he was making worthless potions that would simmer down in minutes into useless water. He took his long hours of work as time to talk to the walls of the place as his mind wore away from the fear of death.

He killed his cousin just to keep a lifestyle based around potions and poisons, pain and death. Now it was coming, his brow was quaked with sweat; he sat in the corner of his home staring at the door. Holding an ounce of green liquid in a bottle he grumbled and clutched at his head screaming to himself of his sins as an apothecary.

Undead were beating at his door, he drank some of his own poison but he was attempting to ingest far too much of it. As the undead broke in he began to puke up all his poison as they attacked him, the undead plague affected him through zombification. As time passed under the will of the Scourge as Lady Sylvannas split a group of undead from the Scourge he was one of the undead that broke free.

After regaining sentiance he began his work again as an apothecary, but now under the dark guidance of Sylvannas. As time passed and the Blight and other poison were worked with Gaberial gained an affinity not with fire or ice magic; but acid. He grew addicted to working with poisons and that style of work.

Gaberial now stands feverently loyal to the Dark Lady and wants to gain more power in order to bringagony and death to the enemies of the Forsaken.