James Forester

Information

Player: DuskWolf

Character Full Name: James Forester

Character In-Game Name: James

Nickname(s): Those he keeps to himself.

Association(s): The Forsaken, Harbingers

Race: Forsaken

Class: Rogue

Age: Killed when he was 27 and is now around 32 (he hasn't been counting)

Sex: Male

Hair: Dark Topknot

Eyes: Dark Void

Weight: 110

Height: 5'10”

Other: He rarely speaks any thing but Gutterspeak although he understands Common and Orcish. He dose not feel that those of other races deserve to understand him.

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Appearance

What ever he can find to suit his needs at the time, usually dark leather armor.

Personality

Before as a human he was kind and honest. Now in his undeath, he cares not who hurts or lies to accomplish his intentions. Most of the time he is sullen and in thought but will engage in a discussion if it is of interest to him. Also, he dose not like to waste time.

History

James was born in a cabin in silver pine forest; he was the oldest of three children. His father was a woodsman raised him to be one too. James loved the forest and learned very quickly every thing his father had to teach him. He learned about all the plants and animals, how to always find his way even in the dark or fog, also how to stalk and hunt animals. In fact, once when he was still a boy he was able to sneak so close to a deer that he was an arms length away before he spooked it.

When he came of age he found a wife and built him self a cabin. When his father retired he took on a lot of his business. James made his living by guided people though the forest, finding rare herbs, hunting and if nothing else he would cut fire wood for those in town. It was this last thing that ended his life.

After a long day chopping wood he headed in to town to sell it. He was already in the middle of town before he recognized something was wrong, the plague had come to the town. He remembers trying to run away but it was too late, he was dead, brought down by the very ones he was working for. After that his mind gets fuzzy and his memories do not clear until his he was freed of the Lich kings control.

Upon finding control of his mind again he wandered back to his cabin in Silver Pine. The scene that greeted him when he got there was horrific. He thought he should feel pain and sorrow when he saw the mangled bodies of his wife and two girls but he felt nothing. Deep down he knew he was the one that did this to them but that is not where he placed the blame, the blame fell on those of the town and all of humanity for bringing the plague to him and his family. He would have been safe in his cabin the woods waiting for the war to end like his father did with the first and second wars. Darkness brooded in him for many months as he left the cabin and wandered. He probably would have kept wandering till he lost his mind if he did not stumble upon a group of Forsaken.

The Forsaken where assaulting a group of Scarlet Crusade. He admired the relentless way they fought and the merciless way the ended the fight. There where no captives, there where no survivors, they where gods to the weak humans. He was one of them from that point forward; he would help them with all of his skill.

He has put his whole heart, or what is left of it, into serving the Forsaken. He has found that many of his field craft skills to be very useful and quickly joined the ranks of the Deathstalkers. He trained and learned the art of death and became very proficient at it. Also, his knowledge of the plants has come in handy for Royal Apothecary Society with collecting and finding herbs for the there new plague. It is though them that he learned of the Harbingers and there cause. He knew that his blades would put to a good use with them, so approached them with his offer to join.