Walter Torvalt

Information

Player: Mixuz

Character Full Name: Walter Torvalt

Character In-Game: Walter.

Nickname(s): One, Grimm.

Association(s): Undercity, Silvermoon City And Silent Wind.

Race: Forsaken.

Class: Mage.

Age at death: 24

Current age: 31

Sex: Male.

Hair: Dark green/Teal. Greasy unkempt hair.

Eyes: Yellow and glowing as always.

Weight: 64 kg.

Height: 1,86 m

Appearance

Different kinds of robes, he often keeps it simple. Walter also got another set of clothes he use when he's up to do something and don't want to be recognized. His weapon is a scythe. He also do have a staff but he rarely uses it.

Personality

A person who don't know Walter well, would believe that he had a madmans's prsonality, and perhaps even think that he suffer from Schizophrenia, or just think that he do not have all the horses in the stable.

You never know what he truly feel, he might just laugh at any insult directed at him or his people or become really mad. The only thing that would make him mad for real is to make him do something he does not want, Walter hates to obey.

Walter care little for others except for those who he see as his friends, they and only they do Walter trust, worry about and listen to, they may tell him what to do.

With the few feelings he still remembers, Walter embrace them all, sorrow, hate, joy, etc, this is why Walter care for his friends, they bring back memories of real feelings. This forsaken man is very missleading, you only see what he wants you to see and nothing more than that, even though Walter's trust has a hard time seeing his true nature. Behind the charades there is an unoticed intelligent man, who go on with his afterlife with caution.

History

Walter was born in Lordaeron in a normal family. His father was a blacksmith and his mother was a tailorer, walter had two sisters and one brother. Most of the spare money Walter's family had went to education of Walter and his sister Theressa. Walter was the firstborn child and Theressa was the second.

Walter and his sister's education did split paths, Walter was to learn alchemy while his sister was being trained by their uncle who had learned the arts of magic. Walter's parents had planned for both of them to be trained by their uncle Tom, but Walter was not interested in the arts of magic at that point.

Walter quickly learned about alchemy, he would stay up late reading books and wrote theoretical experiments that he planned to perform later. Walter was a most succesful apprentice, he prepared everything for hours and took notes of everything.

One evening at the dinner table, Theressa started to talk about using different schools of magic as she explained them there was several different schools. Walter had no idea what they all did except for the obvious names and got him thinking, would it be possible to mix magic and the chemicals he was working with? Later that evening he asked his sister for one of her books, he was just curious on what she was doing, she could read any of his books if she wanted he explained.

Walter started to read the book and realized that Fire magic would heat up the chemicals, and Frost magic would cool them down, a way to controll the temperature. This would become useful, Walter continued his new project in secret. Walter continued with reading the book, He eventually bought a book of his own that contained information about Arcane magic and what he had to know to use it, he did not learn fast but that was alright since he was not in a hurry.

A plague struck Lordaeron, Walter and his master Theodore were working day and night, trying to find something that would help the sick around in Lordaeron. To no avail because this plauge was not a normal one, Lordaeron fell. Eventually Walter's family got sick, he and his youngest sister Emenda, had shown no symptoms of the plague.

Walter promised his mother and father that he would take care of his sister, and make sure she got away from Lordaeron. They walked for days, staying away from main roads that took away their energy and will, Walter had not noticed before that it was such hard terrain to travel by foot. It was truly a hard task to take care of another person, especially if the person was thirteen and sick, Walter was afraid it was the plague but he had promised his father, mother, his family to take care of her.

The amount of distance they could travel was reduced heavily because Emenda, she was a true burden for Walter but he could not leave her. At this point the only thing Walter knew about where they were heading was south, and that they had to continue no matter what they had to escape the plague.

Every night Walter was thinking it must be the cold nights that had made his sister sick, it had to be! Walter was relieved to find his sister well every morning, but one morning it was special she had gotten better. That very day Walter did not push his sister so much, he was glad that she was alright and wanted her to recover as fast as possible.

As things were looking bright again, it all changed. Walter woke up in the night hearing something, he did not know what it was but woke his sister up silently. He whispered to his sister to get ready to grab what she could, if it were thieves or anything unwanted. Walter went out from the small cave they had slept in because of the rain, maybe it were other refugees searching shelter for the night he thought, orhoped for more. Walter could not see anyone, but he still heard them moving around in the woods. He thought he saw a person for a moment, he was correct. Three men came out from their hiding spots, charging at Walter with swords. Walter ran away from the cave with the three men after him, it was dark and wet this night, Walter was barely able to see to where he ran hearing only quick footsteps following him.

When it was time, Walter cried out for his sister to run. ”Run south and follow the road to safety”. Walter was glad when he heard still all men after him, his sister was safe and he had not lied to his family. Walter was thinking of other things as he was running, such as that he had kept his promise, would this be it for him? Not paying attention to where he ran, he suddenly felt that he was falling.

Walter snapped out from his thoughts seeing that he was falling, why had he not payed attention to the present? As he felt, he saw a clear sky with all the bright stars, he noticed that the rain had stopped, he smiled as he fell. Was this really so bad he thought.

Walter started to laugh without knowing why. Walter's laughter stopped at the impact, the night was dead quiet again.

---

Walter opened his eyes slowly, asking himself how the hell he was alive.

A dark voice answered him. "You are not alive, you are fallen."

Walter quickly turned his head to the source of the voice, to see two undead men both with hoods, swords and shields. Walter could not move, was this the afterlife Walter thought. Walter tried to escape from them, even if they did not seem to want him harm, as he put his hand on the ground to get up he saw a rotten hand with pale skin.

"Do not fear, we are the same as you." said the man with a dark voice.

Walter did still not know who it was of them who had spoken, but he thought it was the one to the left, since the other man had half his jaw gone.

"Who are you?!" Walter cried out.

"We are the Forsaken, we are you and you are us." said the man with the dark voice, the men with his jaw still there but rotten.

"What? Wha- What or who am I?" Said Walter quickly after the man was finished with speaking.

"You are Forsaken, do not fear, we all have been this lost. I think you would like to come with me.". Said the undead man who did the talking.

Walter did only nod, as he got up from the ground, still not sure of what he was.

That day, Walter did learn alot of things, about what he was, what they were doing.

Walter did not do anything in the first few days, all he did was suffer.

Walter realized after a week, that his family could also be undead as him, he knew they could be a part of this Scourge that he have heard about. Even more important was his sister what if she was still alive, Walter wished for nothing else at the moment, but that would soon change as he failed to find any member of his family, he knew who had killed them and everyone he knew it was the Scourge.

It was time for revenge, Walter began practicing magic and was determined to become powerful and bring his wrath upon the Scourge. He also crafted more dangerous potions and exlixirs. To bring as much destruction to the scourge as possible, Walter started to train as an apprentice under a mage. This mage enjoyed bossing around Walter alot, and Walter disliked it alot, but he had no choice.

Walter spent his time well as years passed, he did only care for himself with one thing on his mind, revenge. Walter's skills grew but it wasn't enough, it never was for him because he would make sure that the Scourge would be destroyed. Walter came to notice that the living did not accept him and his kind anywhere, even in the horde they were not liked.

One day a terrible accident occurred when Walter was going to try to craft a new potion, as he turned around the unstable chemicals did not do what he had want them to do. The vial exploded and Walter hit the ground as toxic gases spread in the room, Walter could not die from something like this since he already was dead, but something changed. It was a failed experiment that changed Walter. Walter was still very intelligent but now he could not think straight at all times and his mood could change in seconds.

The new Walter left his insane goal and went to see the world and do as he wished, he was still dreaming of finding his sister well and alive. This was something he kept secret for the rest of the Forsaken would not understand.

He decided one thing, to never obey, afterall that is what the Scourge do, they obey.