Impending Catastrophe

[RhaShazad]

His life before his servitude to the Lich King has been lost in time. He was one of the older draenei to survive the clash of the Exodar, with no family to speak of. He was likely a mentor, a warrior defending his fellows. How he wound up becoming a death knight is unknown, but now, he is much at home in his new role. AFter the battle at Light's Hope CHapel and securing Acherus, the newly named Catastrokon lingered, mentoring other death knights for a time before his brooding got the better of him.

He refitted a sare set of armor for his large frame, and set out into the world. He had heard of death knights occasionally running amok and causing trouble. He would see to it that they would be brought back in line. They had an image to carefully maintain while they worked to bring an end to the LIch KIng. He also began to look at things himself. The plague corrupted all life and the land. But how? To that end, he became a student of mining and skinning, to see how deep the earth felt the bite of the plague, and see how animals succumbed to it.

As he roams the wilds of Azeroth, his mind continues to wander, often to his frustration. He is socially ackward, trying to maintain his cold and calm exterior. But those who have managed to anger him seldom make the same mistake. Becoming a death knight had unlocked a wicked rage in him, and when incited, makes him difficults to stop. Often he slays and bludgeons his victims with just his hands, large and strong.

As he travels, he begins to suspect he may need to form formal relations with the Alliance. He has began to look ahead, and the Knights of the EBon Blade may need extra friends after the fall of the Lich King.

[RhaShazad]

In his time associated with members of the Cheshire Cats, Catastrokon has grown conciderably. Not as quiet, more friendly and helpful. He was happy to spend time with many of them. But when the sickness struck, and the family began to deteriorate, he was at a loss. What did he do, where did he go? SOme had gone to other families, guilds or had vanished. And some had thrown themselves into territory they were unprepared for.

He was nearly torn in half. Some of his friends had gone into the unknown lands of the Horde, and some left him, spitting scorn at their former friends and leaving him more confused. And he had grown close to the younger mage, Va'Drasi. Much had now come to weigh mightily on his mind. He finally came to a choice, to set an example, to put aside his personal needs and wants to help those who would need it dearly. It was more painful than the Scourging, his inital death and rise in the ranks of the Scourge.

But he swore, one day, as frozen tears tumbled down his hard, stoic face, to return. He returned to Acherus, where an orc's body was waiting. Death knights had the luxury of being able to more easily leave thier body and enter another. His draenei form was preserved, stored for when he would reclaim it one day. But now, The Orcish Death Kinght Catastrokon had a new job to do.

[catastrokon]

Long it has been since the Knights of the Ebon Blade brought home the broken body of a brother. His soul had once been strong, but now, as broken as his body and armor. It has taken many long months but his consciousness has recovered, and to continue his service to his clan, he has been transplanted into a new body- A tall and forboding elf.

His skin is decayed, as is his personality. Some of his memory remains, but so much is missing or buried. He is almost entirely lifeless, a sentinal rather than warm personality. He remains more out of duty than any connection to the living.