Name: Bintah, though he goes by Ben when talking with strangers.
Age: Slightly more than 800 years old.
Race: Faceless One (Spell-casting variant)
Gender: Neuter (Though he has a male perspective on life)
Languages: Common/Orcish, Faceless, a rough understanding of Gutterspeak.
Class: Spell-weaver. A magic wielder similar to both magi and warlocks.
Personality: Bintah is a relatively easy-going sort, for a Faceless One. Being liberated from the ranks of the Faceless, he has cultivated a personality that is very human in its outlook on life. He exalts life above all else, and only kills his enemies when it is a very last resort.
He has a sense of humor that can be at times crude, but always regrets his japes if they fall upon a person without an ability to appreciate that he means nothing by them. He is witty, sarcastic, and if kindness is extended to him, he will return the favor with ardor.
Likes: Bintah loves animals, fruit, sunshine, and the rustling of the trees in the wind. He has a fondness for the human race, as he sees in them an unconquerable spirit born of the fires of life. He also enjoys the company of the undead, as their wit and sarcasm make an interesting mirror to his own, and also he remembers the undead who rescued him in his time of need.
Dislikes: Bintah has a hatred for caverns and a fear of spiders and bats, as they remind him of his centuries of service to Yogg'Saron. He also mistrusts dwarfs, as they seem callous and rude to him.
Appearance, Natural Form: Bintah is slightly taller than a human, around 7 Feet tall. His skin is dark gray, with silvery highlights running through his body. His arms are long tentacles ending in spikes, and are encircled with silver bands covered in Faceless runes. He wears a robe inscribed with runes of gold and is colored maroon and silver. He has a golden gem seemingly implanted in the center of his forehead, and his eyes glow purple. He does not feel the need for a weapon in the Faceless form as his arms are veritable weapons in their own rights.
Appearance, Human Form: Bintah employs a transformational magic to go unnoticed by the mortal races, and takes the appearance of a 60 year old human male. His clothes are conjured when he changes appearance and disappear when not in use. His skin is a pale white, his hair a light gray. He is about 5 foot 9 and has a long, full beard ((Think half the size of Gandalf's)). He wears a long, black robe without adornments. His only jewelry is a single wristband which represents the bands on his arms in his natural form. He wears tall black boots and has dark gloves. He uses a crimson staff slightly shorter than he is to channel his magics and to deliver blows – a sturdy stave has many times been more than a match for steel.
Strengths: Bintah is a powerful spell-caster, able to deliver heavy bolts of shadow and fire to decimate his foes. He is very physically capable.
Weaknesses: Bintah has one debilitating weakness, which is the gem on his forehead. It is the focal point for his magics, and he takes pains to avoid revealing it to his enemies. He is also vulnerable to physical attacks, but only to a small extent as he does not practice his magics to the point of weakening his physical abilities.
History: Bintah spent the first centuries of his life as a servant of the old god Yogg'Saron, acting as a spy on the mortal races of Azeroth. He raised through the ranks of his master's army through merciless tactics and a shrewd eye for advancement. His existence was controlled completely by his master, and he felt no humor except at the pain of others. He used his magical abilities to walk among the mortal races, spying among the rich and powerful, and exploiting them for the benefit of Yogg'Saron. He was a master of his craft, and was never suspected by his unwitting victims until the proverbial noose had already closed around their necks.
Bintah had another responsibility – whispering into the ears of the Azerothian races, helping them to an already simple outcome – war. Bintah used his ability for appearance shifting to plant ideas and corruption into the minds of the powerful and aristocratic, making them more susceptible to the potent whisperings of his master. He witnessed the downfall of many strong mortals, and felt nothing but the satisfaction of a job well done. Bintah was trained in the arts of a mage, learning quickly and efficiently. It is these arts that enable him to change appearance so readily - a very complicated skill. After his formal training, Bintah quickly realized the potential of fire and shadow, and altered his education to include the powers of the mortal's warlocks.
Bintah was the perfect servant of Yogg'Saron, until the old god sent him on an attack mission against a stronghold of the Alliance. He and his fellows attacked the fortified position, killing many of the humans but were defeated with ease when reinforcements arrived – a massive army of the Alliance. Bintah barely escaped with his life – all of his companions had been slain. Coming to rest in an uninhabited cave, he comes to the conclusion that this was no mistake. The old god had betrayed him – betrayed his entire company – because they were getting too much power among the Faceless army. This enraged Bintah to the point of collapse.
Bintah is eventually found by a priest – an undead. The undead, a kindly cadaver, heals Bintah through the power of the Light. The Light sears through Bintah, scourging him of most of his remaining loyalty to Yogg'Saron, and of his cruel ways. Freed of his unbearable loyalty to his former master, Bintah travels through the mortal races, sworn to a life free of the darkness he felt for centuries. And if he sometimes refers to Yogg'Saron as master without thinking about it... Well, he probably doesn't mean anything by it.
((Sorry for the short history, I couldn't find much reference material for a good description of the life of a Faceless one in servitude to an old god.))