Kadir

Information

Player: ScottRicho

Character Full Name: Kadir

Character In-Game Name: Kadir

Association(s): Darkspear Trolls, Ebon Blade, Orgrimmar

Race: Troll

Class: Death Knight

Age: 25

Sex: Male

Hair: Grey hair that stands right up,with trails of hair running past the ears to the corners of his mouth.

Eyes: Glowing blue

Weight: 218 lbs

Height: 7'2" (Upright)

Appearance

Kadir is always wearing some sort of armour, with a hood or helmet whenever possible to hide his face.

Personality

Kadir was once a hopeful young adventurer, always cheerful to the point of being overwhelming but always a bit more cautious than his peers when it came to anything un-natural. He was also trained in first aid and healing others, so when not out exploring the lands, he would sit and tend to the wounded in the village. All of this however was squeezed from him during his time under the Lich King's control. The cheerful attitude was replaced with a deep set cold professional exterior with a underlying need to obey and kill anyone that he was told to.

However, upon escaping the Lich King's control his mind seems clear and once again his. Often when he is left too long to himself he will lose himself in the thought of what it was like to feel cheerful and care-free. His need to heal slowly came back in leaps and bounds, however due to what he is, there is very few that happen to accept his help.

History

Kadir's childhood was spent growing up on the Darkspear Island. From an early age he always tried to escape the village and go exploring the surrounding area. Usually he would convince others to follow and he had quickly formed his own little group of explorers. Even from them days when one of them would trip or fall and injure themselves, Kadir felt a need to tend to the wounds and help them.

As he grew older this turned into a skill that he spent many years of his life practicing. Kadir felt like if he convinced his peers to follow him to explore the island and they were injured, the responsibility fell to him. So he started taking interest around the village whenever first aid was needed, or when someone administered medicine. By the age of 14 he was working within the village, treating anyone that came to him, although still too young for anything major, he would watch the other first-aiders whenever something like that turned up.

Once he grew taller and stronger, he led his group of explorers more freely around the island. It is out here that he trained in using his spear. Out in that forest he learned the land and grew more skilled in the use of his spear as they came across more and more of the dangerous inhabitants of the Island. More than a few times one of his group became injured and even once nearly died as they failed to escape one of the creatures. Upon returning to the village, his tale of killing the creature was spread and from then his spear training was continued by a master of the Village.

Not long after, Kadir was not able to explore the island any longer, for humans had started to put up settlements there. More than once he thought about killing them, but it would of been a fight they could not win. Then they came. When Thrall and the Orcs finally came to the village, Kadir was very wary of them. They were strange to him and he did not like strange. Eventually he began talking to a young Orc and these two ended up becoming friends. The Orc was not much of an explorer, but he made for a great sparring partner.

Kadir fought in his fair share of battles with the humans, even managed to run a few of them through with his spear. When the Murlocs took Sen 'jin, Thrall and a some Orcs and Trolls, Kadir's friend was among them captured. Like Sen 'jin his friend did not return...

Kadir stayed with Vol'jin and the others to gather supplies while trying to not be worn down by the sea witch's anger. While preparing to travel over to Kalimador to join the Orcs, word of a strange happening was taking place to the North. Kadir had not had any excuse to leave the Island and explore, but he managed to convince his friends that this would be a great adventure and worth the explore. It took then months to get into Lordaeron, first they moved over to Kalimador with Vol'jin and the rest of the Trolls. But Kadir's mind was still set on finding out what was happening. Ogrimmar the great city of the Orc's was founded and stood as a great power. But Kadir was not one to let interests slip anyway, it was in them great walls he managed to secure passage over to the lands of Lordaeron.

The land that Kadir and his group first landed on felt dark and cold. The land seemed abandoned and they moved carefully along, weapons never more than an inch away from their hands. Eventually they came across a long that looked looked like the very ground was struck with illness and there was a strange heaviness to the air. Not long into this dead land, they came across monsters. Unnatural and decaying, as if they were picked straight out of hell.

Escape was pointless, Kadir and his group went down fighting, but ultimately killed. But this was not to be Kadir's resting place, his display was impressive and the vail of death was lifted, though he could still feel the cruel cold grip of death, he was alive. But he would not live as a Death Knight.

Kadir was trained further in a dark art that should have frightened and repulsed him, but it flowed freely. Slowly he became to grasp a dark art that he had never heard of and all the time there was a small echo at the back of his mind helplessly trying to become free. But before long the overwhelming voice in his head crushed this echo and he was left with nothing but the desire to serve.

When the time finally came, Kadir, like so many others finally broke free of the Lich King's control, finally breaking that trance-like voice booming in his head. Slowly that emptiness that was him, Kadir began to fill with pieces of his former self. But something did not feel right, the pieces seemed hollow somehow, not quite able to fit together. He spent a lot of time slowly putting together the memories of his life before his death. Eventually he started feeling an urge to once again go about exploring. The reason for this had him confused, it was like the urge just suddenly struck him from nowhere. At the first chance he got, Kadir made his way finally over to Kalimador.

Once arriving in Kalimador, Kadir felt confused and not quite sure what to do. He wondered around for time trying to fit himself into social circles, but each time they found out what he was, they distanced themselves and he was pushed aside. A feeling grew inside him, a feeling of loneliness. Even when meeting more of his own kind, he knew and they knew that he was different. A few rare times happened when he came across a few injured adventurers. Seeing them, he felt the need to offer assistance and to help treat their wounds. He managed to hide what he was and once he was satisfied with his treatment, he quickly went on his way, feeling alittle more whole knowing that someone thought of him as a kindly Troll. Now wondering the lands Kadir strives to find, hopefully himself, but ultimately the place that he belongs.