For the brief amount of time I flirted with RP, my DK had been a Sunwalker/Paladin in his previous life (I changed his race to Orc when I quit RP for the significantly better racial benefits, he was originally a Tauren). I felt that the Lich King would have enjoyed the cruel twist of irony by turning him into his polar opposite - from a Sunwalker into an Unholy Death Knight - thereby converting his prowess in powers of Holiness and the Light into prowess in powers of Unholiness and Shadow. Despite the official lore behind Death Knights, I felt that Warlocks were simply too close to the darkness in the first place, and that turning them into DKs wouldn't be a huge difference for them, relatively speaking. On the other hand, turning a Paladin into a Death Knight would be the ultimate irony and the ultimate display of the Lich King's power, as it would show just how deeply the Lich King could mutilate and mold one's spirit, thereby causing the formerly-Holy being the most spiritual and psychological suffering and torment. Just my two cents.
I was never born, I was never reborn... I just was.
The guy behind a New York newspaper stand. How i ended up in Azeroth is mind boggling even to me.
A tax accountant
i come up with the back story with my friends dwarf paladin. we were brothers of the alliance (both paladins) fighting to help in each great war but during the attack of the scourge (pre lk) my dwarf was killed and brought back by arthas. now from death regaining my last shred of humanity i regain control and once again fight by the side of my brother.
I was a Warrior, and a Knight in the Stormwind Army. I saw battles from the Siege of Blackrock to the Opening of the Dark Portal and the retaking of the Sunwell. I led counter-offensive against the Undead during the Scourge Invasion, and fell to a legion of abominations and carrion champions. Then, reborn, I wrought the will of the Lich King, and led his machinations in Undeath.
being the half brother to Legendwolf and Viciouswolf I was always the outcast, shunned by my family. after the Battle of Gilneas where I watched not in horror as Legendwolf did as his parents were murdered I was the one who killed them. if not for Viciouswolf I would have also killed Legendwolf. in life as in death I was and still am cold and heartless filled with rage for my half brothers.
I was that level 1 warrior who danced on the mailbox until a For the Horde raid swept through town.
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rofl wow
Leuts here was one of those hunters up int the Grizzly Hills prior to her death.
War mage.
I maintained a notice board filled with pictures of cats with silly bits of dialogue written on them.
In life Haavik was a brutal mercenary who slaughtered anything and everything for a price. He didnt really care about the money however, the act of severing limbs and claiming the sternums of his still screaming foes was reward enough. Wherever he went, life ended, farms were burned and the land salted, children were force fed to livestock, men were beaten to death with the corpses of thier own wives and the valleys became seas of blood with roads acting as river channels for the sanguine remnants of the innocent. Agent of the Scourge was simply another job with irreversable fringe benefits and The Lich King was just another client whos debt came due. Now released from the Lich King's control, Haavik is free once again to pick up where his life left off; arm deep in the viscera of anyone he can get his claws on.
"The living exist to die and I am here to ensure they do just that. What on earth would the denizens of Azeroth do in my absence? Laugh? Sing? Grow old? NOT ON MY WATCH!"
"I'm a Doctor, Jim...not a miracle worker!!!"
The name Soferius is just a cover to keep the Alliance leadership off my back in Life I was Lord Aiden Perenolde of Alterac, it was I who betrayed the Alliance to the Horde back in the second war, my body was preserved by my children until it was found by the Scourge when they came to Alterac to kidnap Anveena Teague, it was not long after that my body was brought to Acherus and Revived as one of the Lich King's Death Knight's since then I have gone by the name of Soferius Iceveins Avatar of Frost.
Life Knight.
Duh.
She was a cheap !@#$ that spread diseases all over the place.
Not much has changed.......
I was that level 1 warrior who danced on the mailbox until a For the Horde raid swept through town.
:(
lololol this wins
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