Theredal

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Player: Kaelvan

Character Full Name: Theredal Dawnrider

Character In-Game Name: Theredal

Nickname(s): None

Association(s): Knights of the Ebon Blade,

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Race: Undead (Blood Elf)

Class: Death Knight

Age: 203

Sex: Male

Hair: Long silver

Eyes: Glowing Blue

Weight: 125

Height: 5'9

Appearance

Usual Garments/Armor: Theredal prefer's the more, regal clothing to his Acherus outfit, Though he alway's keep's it somewheres, so that he may find it later. He has two blades of a somewhat similar fashion, though one can be noted darker, and is likely surrounded by a black aura.

Personality

Theredal is a very confusing man, what little he says, always has meaning. His line of work tends to lead to death, and find's it more of a game then anything, trying to get as much information as possible. Before slowly torturing the opponent to death. His sinister ways have always been like that, and was really neglected by his peers for it. He also has a personal vendetta against traitors and the like, he tend's to be quite reserved about his trust, and if it is betrayed, he usually does all within his power to kill.

History

Theredal was born to a rather large family, belonging to a rather small house. They weren't known among many. But they were a very ambitious family. Planning thing's that some wouldn't dare. They would have loved nothing more then to take down greater houses, but they didn't have the man-power, nor the will in the end. His house had been weak, but ambitious, though Theredal didn't care too deeply for them, there was a circle of trust within them. He knew he could count on them.

When the third war rolled around, he and his brother's took up arm's. Joining in with most of his kind in the defense of Quel'thalas. Most of his brother's died in the battle, but Theredal survived, thankfully. He made his way back to the inner-gate, But he had taken a long break along the way, even took a nap. He began his jaunt to the inner-gate. But the scourge had arrived. He was surrounded at all sides, He fought off a few. But he was quickly bested, and had taken his last breath..

Or so he had thought, He wasn't given a proper burial, nor was he brought in by the guard's at the inner-gate. His body just laid there for hours. But he was put through some form of ceremony. His eyes opened wide, he was once again alive. But his normal powers were gone. He was different, he was the living dead. He looked all around him for an answer. But was compelled by a force to do as told mentally. After long years, he was one of the death knight's assigned to Acherus.

It was there that he knew something was going to happen, subconciously. He began his work inside Acherus, but also worked below, Killing some crusaders here and there. He was forced to do such things, as his will couldn't do anything but obey. He was also, in the group that fought at Light's Hope. His sword cut into tens of them, but there were so many. In the end, he gazed upon the ground, littered with bodies of scourge and crusaders alike. But nobody had willed him to do this. He looked down at his hands. His will was back, he was truly himself again, he headed back to Acherus and continued his work for the Ebon Blade.