Bio: Vetreth Morrowdawn

[Aramore]

Name: Vetreth Morrowdawn

Age: 65

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Class: Warrior, (ex-paladin)

Personality: Mistrusting, but once someone has proven themselves he is a stalwart ally, can be reclusive at time but will not stand for what he perceives to be injustice. He is strong willed but deeply haunted by the horrors he has faced in his past.

Likes: Fishing, a quiet life just on the outskirts of civilisation

Dislikes: Hotheadedness, Alliance command, the undead

Appearance: A grey haired balding man, grey beard on his face, strong shoulders and arms, hands of a blacksmith. Wears a golden plate chest and shoulders and wields a two handed sword as well as a rifle he keeps loaded at all times.

Strengths: An able Blacksmith and fisherman, a veteran of many wars Morrowdawn has the knack of staying alive in situations that would kill the common foot soldier

Weaknesses: Has a frailty due to his old age, due to this his injuries take longer to heal than most soldiers. Has dozens of wounds and scars that can cause him trouble if the opponent hits him in the right place.

History: Born in Westfall decades before the first war, Vetreth Morrowdawn was raised by his father, his Mother having died during child birth. As Moonbrook's resident blacksmith, Vetreth's father took his son on as his apprentice and, after many years of Vetreth's hard work, handed the reins of the smithy over to his son upon his 21st birthday. After several years of hard work he began to expand the business and began to make regular journeys to various parts of the kingdom to deliver his wares. It was during one such business trip that the Orc's began to filter through the dark portal and small bands of them marauded through the outskirts of Stormwind's regions.

One such band of Orcs found itself in Westfall where it proceded to wreak untold havoc upon the unprepared civillians. Returning from his trip to Redridge Morrowdawn found his Blacksmith ransacked but this was not to be the end of their trail of destruction. Upon returning to his house he found the front door smashed slean off its hinges, the rooms torn apart and a trail of blood leading to the master bedroom. Fearing the worst Vetreth sprinted up the stairs finding his wife carved open upon the bed. Something within Morrowdawn snapped at this point. He sprinted back to his blacksmith and grabbed a two handed sword and whatever armour was still serviceable and immediately set upon finding some orcs to exact his revenge upon.

His father had given him a basic level of training with weapons, his argument being that if you wanted to create weapons you had to know how to use them, but even with this training he'd not been ready for the ferocity of true battle. Immediately outnumbered and outfought Vetreth found himself battered, disarmed and ready for death. Fortunately for him Stormwind had received word of what had been happening in its outer territories and had begun to send out patrols to find out what was really going on, one of which arrived just in time to slaughter the remaining Orcs. The captain of the party, having seen the many Orc bodies surrounding Vetreth, immediately conscripted Morrowdawn into the Stormwind Army. Due to the massive influx of new recruits veteth found himself quickly promoted to Sergeant and given command of his own fighting unit. Despite his best efforts his unit was completely decimated in the last stand to protect Stormwind and begrudgingly left with the rest of the alliance army to regroup in Lordaeron.

Despite the loss of the majority of his patrol, Vetreth's skills of leadership and prowess he'd developed on the battlefield brought him to the attention of Archbishop Alonsus Faol. After having him watched for several weeks Vetreth was eventually summoned to be tutored in the ways of the Paladin. Stationed in Eastern Lordaeron, Vetreth was charged with protecting the civillians and ensuring the farmalnds continued to produce food and other such goods to help with the war effort. While the main alliance army eventually repelled and pursued the Orcish horde Morrowdawn remained and eventually settled down in the town of Darrowshire, splitting his time between working in the blacksmith, settling local disputes and spreading the word of the light Vetreth quickly became a popular figure in the town. While living in the town Vetreth began spending a lot of time with a local widow who'd lost her husband during the war, helping her to raise her son and providing for her. He also became a fixture in the local inn during the evenings.

When the plague reached Darrowshire Morrowdawn fought as hard as he could to protect the citizens from the undead but was eventually defeated. Morrowdawn accompanied Arthas to Stratholme but after being ordered to slaughter innocent civilians Vetreth abandoned the Prince. While travelling back to Lordaeron city Vetreth was attacked and captured by the Cult of the Damned. While in captivity the Cultists performed dark rituals on him. These rituals caused something within Vetreth to break. After witnessing some of the acts of pure evil committed by his own race Vetreth began to feel a rage that he had only felt once before in his life. Breaking free of his captors and slaughtering the entire camp Vetreth became a broken man. The horrors of this war and his past overwhelmed him and shattered any belief he had in anything pure and good. From here Vetreth deserted the order of the silver hand and fled back to the regions surrounding Stormwind.

He eventually returned to Westfall where he intended to reopen his Blacksmith but the memories of his past came flooding back and he instead returned to the one other place he had ever known, Redridge Mountains.
Here he became a recluse, he threw his blade and armour deep into Redridge Lake, Morrowdawn returned to Blacksmithing during his working hours and fishing during any free time he had. His work was always of good quality and although he was commissioned by the Stormwind Regiment to create weapons for them Vetreth refused, never wanting to create an implement of war again.
When the Scourge invaded years later Vetreth was the only one in Lakeshire that knew what the plagued grain meant. He destroyed all the stores of grain sent by Stormwind and prepared himself to take up his blade once more in defence of Lakeshire, the latest in a series of homes that had been attacked. Upon seeing the undead pour out of Necropoli that invaded Morrowdawn attempted to call upon the powers of Light he had once wielded. But instead of the light coming to him he found nothing but a void. The innate strength against the undead that the Light had previously granted him had now become his weakness. This void caused Vetreth to become overtaken with the horrors of his past when faced with undead and had it not been for the people of Lakeshire taking him out of the danger and fast action by Magistrate Solomon Lakeshire would have been lost.

This invasion by undead rekindled the passion that Morrowdawn had had while protecting people in Darrowshire and although he could no longer wield the Light, Vetreth recovered his sword and Armour and has sworn to himself that he will avenge the deaths of his family, his friends and the whole of Lordaeron. Morrowdawn swore then to make his way to Northrend to help stop this madness once and for all.

On arrival in Northrend Vetreth was immediately recognised at Valiance Keep by one of the men he once led during the second War. He was immediately sent to Fordragon Hold in Dragonblight to assist with preparation to assault the citadel. When the day came to finally assault the dread citadel Vetreth began to feel the sense of foreboding that he had felt while in Lakeshire. The release of the undead to attack the soldiers drove him back into the pit of despair.

This despair proved to be the one thing that saved him that day as when Highlord Bolvar noticed the ex-paladin suffering like this he ordered him to be immediately removed and taken back to Fordragon Hold. While being escorted back there the Apothecary society attacked flooding the ground that Vetreth had been standing on moments before with the blight.

Vetreth woke days later on the ground in the wastes of Dragonblight with nothing but his sword and the armour on his back. He wandered for days, not knowing where the nearest alliance encampment was and having not eaten for days. Were it not for a chance encounter with an Argent Crusade Paladin Vetreth would have perished there, alone in the wastes of Dragonblight, an easy target for the scourge.

The paladin sensed that something was not normal about this old warrior and had him immediately sent to the Argent Tournament grounds. There he began to regain his strength and became a valuable contributor. But when Vetreth saw the Forsaken began to take part in the tournament Vetreth's strength began to leave him. Vetreth was taken to the priests of the tournament who began to practice their holy arts upon him. It was then they could feel the void in Vetreth where all of the holy magic they were channelling was eventually going.

Alarmed by this revelation Argent Confessor Paletress ordered his immediate removal from the tournament grounds and he was sent to Dalaran. During this transit the final assault of Icecrown Citadel began. Upon his arrival to Dalaran Vetreth was given a room in A Hero's Welcome.

After the defeat of the Lich King Vetreth returned to the Redridge Mountains and began to work back in his Blacksmith, attempting to return to the life he had led back before all these terrible wars had started.
One year later Morrowdawn, working in his blacksmith at the time, was called up by the Stormwind Legions to help out in the wars that had begun to break out with the Horde. Morrowdawn, not wanting to return to a life of war and violence initially refused to assist the Alliance in their constant war against the Horde.
This all changed when suddenly, not long after the representative of the alliance had arrived to conscript him, Blackrock Orc soldiers began to assault the Redridge mountains. Raising his sword in the defence of yet another of the homes that had been attacked Morrowdawn defeated the horde invasion party and a bloodlust within him was reawakened. He immediately agreed to join the Stormwind Regiment and had his first war rank of Sergeant reinstated and was granted his own patrol. Stationed in his old home lands of Westfall, Morrowdawn was determined to not lose another of the many lands he had lost over the years.

[Garots]

Nice! I love how he is old, but bad-ass. Kinda like Clint Eastwood. Very enjoyable read, maybe separate the paragraphs with spaces, to really space it out.

[Zanardam]

yeah...do some spaces pleases :P

[Mistress Elizabeth]

I like it too, will be interesting to see how he overcomes the problem he has with the undead.

[Aramore]

Added some more history to bring him up to line with the current timeline.

[Garots]

Thanks, very cool bio.

[Valakin]

I like it, he is old too. It should be fun rping with ya

[Aramore]

I've started to write a story that puts alot more detail into the life of Morrodawn.

Would it be better if I was to add it to this post or to create a new one that's seperate from his bio?

[The Madgod]

If it's a story, then make a new post.

[Mistress Elizabeth]

If it's a story, then make a new post.

This :] Would love to see more of this character, I have a thing for warriors >: ]

[Black Mage]

This :] Would love to see more of this character, I have a thing for warriors >: ]

Wait, what??? about 20 pages of text about the making of a paladin and now you talk about having a thing for "Warriors" ? O.o

[Mistress Elizabeth]

Wait, what??? about 20 pages of text about the making of a paladin and now you talk about having a thing for "Warriors" ? O.o

Only 20? You still have 100 word pages to go! And yes, I like warriors ever since I leveled my Space Goat as a prot warrior.... If I had play time I would most likely be right now leveling another warrior, possibly a human/night elf/gnome/tauren one while I wait for Cataclysm, in which I would also level a Blood elf warrior and a Worgen Warrior.

[Telcular]

Only 20? You still have 100 word pages to go! And yes, I like warriors ever since I leveled my Space Goat as a prot warrior.... If I had play time I would most likely be right now leveling another warrior, possibly a human/night elf/gnome/tauren one while I wait for Cataclysm, in which I would also level a Blood elf warrior and a Worgen Warrior.

Woulden't it get like...boring... to level up one class several times?

[Reynolds]

Woulden't it get like...boring... to level up one class several times?

I have two 80 dk's...so...yes, it is.

[Mistress Elizabeth]

Woulden't it get like...boring... to level up one class several times?

There's nothing boring about charging and intercepting mobs over and over again while thunder clapping them all to stay together and finally hit a nice corner were you can just fight them all until they succumb to death.......

It's the best!

[Black Mage]

There's nothing boring about charging and intercepting mobs over and over again while thunder clapping them all to stay together and finally hit a nice corner were you can just fight them all until they succumb to death.......

It's the best!

Haha, I believe that you have just convinced me to level a protection warrior!

[Garots]

I think we should make a RP guild of all Gnome prot warriors!

[Black Mage]

I think we should make a RP guild of all Gnome prot warriors!

I'd actually be in for that, US RP server I presume?

[Valakin]

Do it on Anvilmar US! I have 2 80s and a 71 there..

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wait...thats not an rp realm

[The Madgod]

I don't even want to comment on the horror that a guild full of gnomes would bring to the world.