Animone
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| Animone | |
|---|---|
Aspiring Deathknight | |
| Guild | Cabal |
| Race | Blood Elf |
| Class | Paladin |
| Faction | Horde |
| Profession(s) | Apothecary |
| Age | 118 |
| Player | User:Animone |
"Once I am dead, I will become more powerful than you can imagine!"
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[edit] Physical Description
A gaunt looking Sin'Dorei, she doesn't take very good care of herself in appearance. Her hair is stringy and matted, deep bags under her eyes are accentuated with black makeup and her nails are broken and dirty. She paints meaningless 'runic' squiggles onto her armor and weapons, which often seem on the verge of falling apart as well.
[edit] History
A devoted follower of the Lady Sylvanas Windrunner, she fought bravely beside her mistress against the Scourge, but was overpowered. Left for dead, she eventually made her way to the ruined Silvermoon City. There, while tending her wounds and despairing over what happened to her people, she discovered that Sylvanas, though dead, now ruled the Forsaken and that the Blood Elves had a new power to draw from. Joining the ranks of the Blood Knights, she has presented herself to the Dark Lady, to serve her again and the cause of the Forsaken. Now she seeks to prove herself worthy of the gift of Undeath, so that she may once again stand beside her lady as a Death Knight.
Or, for someone who isn't Animone telling the story... She was a common scullery maid in Windrunner village. When the Scourge attacked, she ran and hid from battle, until it had passed. Living on the streets of Silvermoon City for a while, she lied and tricked her way into the Blood Knight program, where she was found to be a passable student, though barely. Now she has run away and gone AWOL to live in the Undercity, trying to attract the attention of Sylvanas and begging people to be turned into a Forsaken. Mostly she lives on a diet of moldy bread, mushrooms and tainted water, hoping to catch the Plague, but seems infuriatingly resistant to it so far.
[edit] OOC Information
This invasion makes me feel
Worthless, hopeless, sick
I'm so sick, infected with
Where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so, I'm so sick
Lyrics by Flyleaf - I'm So Sick
