Harvey

Harvey Burcanius
Player	Cassius
Gender	Male
Race	Lordaeron Human
Class	Warrior
Age	35
Height	6'0"
Weight	185 lbs
Eyes	Hazel
Hair	Brown
Affilliation(s)	Bloodhill Bandits (Formerly)
Occupation	Freelancer
Relative(s)	N/A
Mentor(s)	N/A
Student(s)	N/A
Companion(s)	N/A
Status	Alive

Appearance

He wears a black breastplate on his chest along with chain leggings. His hands are covered with black hard leather gloves and he wear a black cape on his back.

Other: Harvey steers clear from shields and bucklers alike due to how he prefers being mobile during combat. The same goes for wielding dual swords as he finds it to be most cumbersome.

Personality

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Harvey talks to people as if he were an average bandit; vulgar, ambitious and arrogant. The only difference he has from the average bandit is that he doesn't have a sword around their neck waiting for their pouch of coins to fall under his grasp. Despite those flaws Harvey knows the right moment to when he should stop opening his mouth. He also has a very cynical and sarcastic humor. He doesn't believe in taking any sides within the Alliance or the Horde even though he is aware that no matter what his opinion is he's safer sticking too Alliance territory.

History

Harvey was born in Andorhal within the old Kingdom of Lordaeron. His father, Toutius, worked as a farmer in the crops field along with plenty of other residents in the settlement. His mother, Alessia, stayed home like most of the mothers in Andorhal to take care of her son. By the time the war between the Horde and the Alliance began Toutius, Harvey's father, along with other residents of the area were obligated to be recruited within the alliance army and be sent out to battle against the Horde. By the time the war was finished Harvey's mother was told that her husband died in honor within the battlefield.

Harvey's mother was closely attached to Toutius and couldn't imagine a life without him. Despite the victory against the Horde, her heart was still broken. She ended up coldly telling Harvey to leave the household and to find life elsewhere and that he never wanted to see him again. Harvey naive and confused left the house only to hear the sound of wood crashing on the planks of the house. He quickly barged in only to see a wooden stool rolling side by side on the floor and a woman, who was once his mother, hanging on a rope attached to the ceiling.

Harvey confused and frightened at the sight of his dead mother ran off towards the Forests of Lordaeron only to be intercepted by three highwaymen. One of the highwaymen pulled out a blade and asked for Harvey's money, the other highwaymen to his left told him that it was just a child and that they should take him away for a ransom from his family instead. The one on the right shook his head and went up to Harvey and asked him why he was wondering around in the forests alone. Harvey in tears said that both of his parents were killed and he was only an orphan now. The highwayman smiled and asked his companions if they should recruit and teach him how to be one of them. The two agreed with him and led Harvey to a camp of theirs deep in the forest.

Throughout several years the highwaymen showed Harvey how to use a blade, how to survive out in the wilds and most importantly how to be deceptive. One of the three highwaymen, Jagar, ended up getting executed after being caught murdering a farmer in Stratholme. By the time Harvey became 26 years old, the two remaining highwaymen, Menag and Benedict, wanted to increase their numbers and create their own group of thugs. Harvey volunteered to help both of them out in recruiting new members.

A few months before the Scourge came Menag wanted to start trying to take the belongings of guardsmen instead. Benedict had an idea that he should disguise himself as a villager of Stratholme and beg for help from the guardsmen only to strike when they're not looking. Harvey said that robbing guardsmen or infantry would be too risky since they'd easily get overwhelmed by their superior training. The two men told Harvey that he should shut his mouth and leave if he didn't want to do it. Harvey took their advice and left into the wild and the two laughed as he did and started calling him a coward.

Harvey, nowhere to go, went back to the settlement of Andorhal. Harvey walked into the nearby tavern asking for a room and if there were any job offers. The bartender leaned towards him and told him to ask again when the bar was empty. After a several hours the bar finally quieted down and the people started to leave, drunk or sober, Harvey finally sat back down on the stool and asked the bartender if he had any job offers. The bartender nodded saying he's in need of a man with steel to protect a caravan his brother was transferring to Stormwind.

Harvey agreed to do the job as long as he would get payed when the deed is done. Harvey met the bartender's brother and stated that he was a mercenary prepared to defend his caravan with his blade. The man stated that he was a merchant transferring his goods and that the guards were too busy dealing with a fiasco going on within the region and they weren't capable of helping out.

The job turned out being easier than your average robbery or "fine collecting" Harvey and his former companions used to do. By the time he was in Stormwind he decided to stay there for the time being. He heard that the Undead or the "Scourge" as some folks said had taken over Lordaeron. Harvey was filled with relief as he could have ended up being one of the casualties back up North and possibly a minion of the Scourge. Harvey ended up staying in Stormwind doing a few mercenary work throughout the years.