Michaels

Information

Player: Gnomad

Name: Seth Michaels

In-game Name: Michaels

Associations: Stormwind

Class: Paladin

Race: Human

Age: 38

Height: 5' 10"

Weight: 224lbs.

Clothing: Carries two two-handed swords, one always strapped to his back and wrapped in blessed cloth.

Alignment: Lawful Good

Personality

Michaels is a sworn man of the Light, he lives to serve the Cathedral. If on his good side Michaels is friendly and typically in a "somewhat" happy mood. He isn't one for drinking or wasting time, he likes to be doing something, or at least not sitting around. He likes to help the less fortunate people in the streets of Stormwind.

History

Seth Michaels was an orphan boy, originally living in the orphanage by the Cathedral in Stormwind, then taken in by a Priestess . From an early age the woman tought Seth about the ways of the light. When he came of age he became Squire to Dale Michaels, a Paladin from the Cathedral of Light. As years passed, Michaels' had been transformed into a weapon of righteousness. The next few years of his life would be fairly dull and uneventful, but of course when something seems to be peaceful; evil always shows its butt-ugly face.

Michaels had just heard rumors of the horrors that were going on near Lorderon, but didn't believe them to be true until his master, Dale, called upon him to join his venture to Lorderon to help their fellow men. A few days sail in a small boat and they had made it to the Hillsbrad foothills, completely unaware of the vile montrosoties they would soon face. They decided upon taking the shorter, yet more dangerous route to Lorderon. They went through the Alterac mountains, straight into the Tirisfal glades. Michaels will never forget the first time he laid eyes on an undead being. The very sight of it made his stomach curl, its raspy cries sent chills down his spine. While Michaels tried to stifle vomit, Dale ran up behind the monster, swinging his mace down on its head then crushed the skull into a pile of rotting mush and dust to make sure that bastard was dead. After a a few days of wandering around killing undead and finding no one, the two decided to head back to Stormwind. They found a small boat near the coast with no one near but a dead guy, so they said a prayer for the man then took the boat, that they presumed was his. When they reached Stormwind Michaels felt guilty about leaving Tirisfal without helping anyone, but came to the conclusion that they had made the right decision.

Michaels spent the next few years doing ordinary business in the Cathedral and taking care of his old and dying mother. All of this changed one day when infirmaries around the Cathedral were being stormed with people who had contracted a new plague. The plague killed a great deal of the people who contracted it, but that changed when a cure arrived. Though some people said that the worst was done, Michael had a grave feeling that the Lich King had much worse in store for Azeroth. So now he waits for the day when humanity will destroy Arthas and rid the world of his madness. In the meantime Michaels finds himself venturing about the lower Eastern Kingdoms searching for any evil and all who defy the law so he can bring them to justice.

After a while Michaels felt the lower kingdoms needed fewer aid, so he went north and joined the Argent Dawn. Since then he has been in near constant battles and doing what he can to protect Azeroth. The Paladin has now ascended the ranks of the Dawn. Now a commander running his own squadron of men through vigorous battles and doing what he can to ensure the safety of the men.