Name: Jaxton Icebone
Age: 46
Race: Undead
Gender: Male
Class: Death Knight
Languages: Undead, Common
Likes/Dislikes: None
Personality: He is a uncaring, soulless killer. Once locked on to a target, he will not rest until he/she is dead. He has no emotions at all. No care for anyone
anywhere.
Appearance: He wears heavy metal armor, a dark blue. He has no jaw, leaving his tounge to slack out. Nobody knows how he still speaks, and nobody shall ever learn. He weilds two medium-sized Shadowruned Blades, having the appearence of Frostmourne, but with purple runes and a black hilt, with a silver head. His hair is a frozen blue, cold to the touch, and spiked out in every direction.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Although a living corpse, he still maintains most of his powers from being alive. Although not too superstrong, he is a bit stronger then a Soldier for the Alliance. With this power, he can also cast some shadow and frost spells. Some notable ones are Chilling Winds, where his breath can freeze his target in place, and Shadowy Suffocation, where he suffocates the target for a short duration of time. Some weaknesses are he can be very predictable with some spells and skills, and can sometimes be caught off-gaurd. Although with his strength, he can be weighed down by his swords. They are very heavy, you know.
History: Jaxton, in life, was named Jaxton Morwynn, Soldier of the Alliance. He was one of the best soldiers the Alliance could ask for. He really knew how to handle a sword in armed combat, as his General said. He was part of the attack force in Valiance Keep. He lasted a month and a half before finally being slain by Scourge Ghoul Attackers. He was risen, and was trained as a Death Knight Initiate. He changed his last name to Icebone, later. He thought it fit him. Having no memory of his past, he continued to train as a Death Knight. The Scourge knew of his power, so they promoted to a Death Knight Champion with a couple other Death Knights. But soon, when the Scourge raided Lights Hope, when the Ebon Blade was formed, he snuck out, and continued fighting for the Scourge. When the Ebon Blade took over, though, he was teleported to Icecrown, and became a Scourge Protector. When the Argent Crusade broke in, and most defences were terminated, he fled, knowing he would either be alone or with weak allies. He left them all for dead, but he did not care. At that point, he really only cared about his own safety. When he was a safe distance away, he looked back at the Citadel, for one last look. He thought over his few plans, and thought of one that might work. He decided to make a camp, and he now is in a camp, not so far from Icecrown, thinking of what to do. When he heard Bolvar took the crown of the Lich King, he awaits the return of his new King.