NAME: Howard Yashashi
Race: Half-Human/NightElf, Half-Dragon. Worgen cursed and vampiric.
HBackround: SPlti at birth from brother Varian being kidnapped by Deathwing and raised as his son but has no desire to assume throne. Escaped from deathwing but died from black dragons and ressurected as death knight but broke lich kings controls, but kept death powers and former paladin powers. Bit by a vampire while defendind Thralls life secretly, and drunk blood from a worgen turning partially into a worgen.
Has paladin and death knight powers as well as wielding Blackdark, a black rune sword with death powers...
INTRO/OPEN RP:
Howard Yashashi sat alone i nthe dark bar i nteh conrer drinking his alcholic drink alone. Suddenly three rough looking men entered, pushign aside patrons to get to him. Howards eyes followed them, each eye looking at a diferent man, a trick he learned in his youth in Silvermoon as a pickpocket. They sttod in fornt of the table, and the lead one, an ugly enormous man w/ eye patch said we want to talk to to you, Howard Yashashi, or should I say... "Murdersword". "I am not called that anymore." growled Howard. The men, seeing he was not called that anymore turned to leave, not interested in fighting.
"Please, jsut leave me alone, i don't want to fight you." said Howard. the men turned, confused. "PLEASE just go!!" cried Howard, feeling his bloodlsut arise into him. The men turned to run as one to the door of exit. "II just want peace!" screamed Howard as his jaws clamped around one of the mens head, turning it into fine pulp, and punching each of the mans arms into pieces. "I hat fighting" screamed Howad as he punched another mans torse into a pile of gore. THe middle man put up his arms to his face and wailed. Howard had never encountered this kind of martial arts, and drew Blackdark. Black thick smoke smoked the katana blade, with two red eyes in the blade. THe man turned his body away into some kind of defenseive crouch. With a angry growl Howard lunged forward, cutting through the mans hands arms and head and trso and hips and waist and legs. Another man lunged out of the darkness and Howard gave a cry for peace, but the man came on anyway, and sadly Yashashi incinerated his body with death magic. Suddenly a man behind Howard stabbed him, and Howard groaned as the two handed swored put itself through his neck flesh. "Ugh" said Howard, turning in anger " Now I am anger" said Howard, eyes angered, punching the enemy hard in the foot, a trick he learned in Stormwind as an oprhan. The man howled a pain and grabbed his foot. While he was doing that, Howard killed him with a headbutt. Gruntingly, HOward pulled out the sword and magicall healed it with holy magic, but there was his blod on the floor.
"These man could only have want on thing growled Yashashi, thae artifacte of Evil" He gathered the bodies into a close pile, and gently climbed out the window. Now it is time, think Yashashi, to danger.
(Just a intro but you can also turn this into and RP, anyone is invited)