Glandris

Information

Player: Hadrix

Character Full Name: Glandris Althien

Character In-Game Name: Glandris

Nickname(s): Baldy, Weirdo

Association(s): Humans of Stormwind, Peoples Militia of Westfall, The Alliance

Race: Human

Class: Mage

Age: 41

Sex: Male

Hair: Black, but it's slowly graying.

Eyes: Brown/Green

Weight: 196 lbs

Height: 6'1

Alignment: True Neutral

Appearance

Usually, Glandris wears whatever can cover up what kind of stains he thinks he's going to get on his clothes in the near future. Without a doubt, he believes there is no person in the land messier than him and if he were to wear a white robe, it would look like someone poured gallons of dye and mud on his clothing. At least, that's what he thinks will happen.

Other: Glandris is often seen with some kind of weapon at his side, mostly a weapon that draws blood, such as a dagger or sword. While on his travels, he has happened to pick up a few spells here and there for watching the spells be preformed or from accidentally destroying or creating something without even directly thinking about it.

Personality

A fairly calm and decisive man, Glandris has come to realize that with all of the current threats in the land, one can never bee too safe, this leading to his slight paranoia. He can be quite rude at times when dealing with foreigners and thanks to all of those years traveling, he can come up with plans at the drop of a hat, but they really aren't good, more often than not.

History

Eight years before the Dark Portal opened and the First War was started, Glandris was born into a merchant family in Southshore. During the few years before the First War, he and his younger brother Jano tended their father's books pertaining to quantity of his wares, fought each each other with wooden sticks and joked about terrible things happening to Stormwind or Ironforge.

Just days before the First War began, Jano, Glandris and their father traveled to Stormwind to sell various wares, buy supplies and just to see the sights. It was just two days before the attack on Stormwind when they were packing to leave. Luckily, the family escaped Stormwind a day before the Orcs attacked.

Having narrowly avoiding the assault on Stormwind, the family decided to stay put. During the events of the Second War, the family moved towards Lordaeron. With Glandris becoming 15, he realized he would not be supported by his father forever and so he traveled south to Southshore once more. By the time he reached Southshore, bought a plot of land and became a somewhat successful tailor, news hit of the Scourge Plague hitting Lordaeron.

Distraught with the extremely high chance of his father and brother being killed, Glandris locked himself inside of his home for over a month. During that month, all he could think about was his family as mindless slaves. He tried all he could do to forget, but nothing worked. On the final day of the second month, he thought of burning down his own home, and to travel to the south to begin anew. The first part happened, right as he thought of burning the humble abode. Glandris shrieked at what he had done. Grabbing all he could and stuffing it into a pack, he dashed out of the home just as it collapsed.

Unintentional burning down his house was not planned for. He sighed at the burning heap of wood, twirled around on his heels and headed in the direction he thought was south.

At the age of 38, he finally reached Stormwind. He then traveled to Westfall after a year of living on the streets and avoiding guard patrols. In Westfall, he spent the last three years living off the land. Now, at the age of 41, he wanders around Stormwind and Elwyn Forest just to occupy himself, until he is ready to join in the Fourth War.