First name, Middle name, Surname: Dinendal Laryllan
Race: Night Elf
Class: Warrior
Any Special Title: N/A
Nickname: Deadlyte, Dead, Oh Dead One ((Wise mouth friend usage of his name.))
Age: 140
Height: 7'4"
Weight: 210(without armor) 340+ (with armor/weapons)
Eye Color: Glowing Yellow
Hair Color: Pale Forest Green
Skin Color: Pale purple
A brief general description:
Long green hair is pulled back into a long yet neat braid, stiffened through not so conventional means to keep it from coming apart or causing him distraction during battle.
Generally speaking, large plate armor with etchings of Elune was worn, notched axe the only thing not crafted by himself. His bare body shown the muscles of the forge and his goggles shown the mastery of the mind as only the engineer had.
Outside of his armor though, he wore a loose fitting shirt that hung low like chain mail and a pair of leather trousers. He was laid back for the often serious and odd race that were his people. Though he showed the lanky arms and legs of his people, he was covered in well defined muscle, much like one who'd spent much of his early life working hard.
He kept several magical packs on his belt, seeming to hold what he considered his many treasures of adventure.
A brief history: Dead was born of Night Elf parents, but they were killed in the third war shortly after the rediscovery of the Night Elf Race. Dead however was found and reared by a prominent Dwarf Blacksmith in Ironforge where he learned not only from his adoptive father, but the gnomes in the art of engineering as well.
He's always tried to help all the races how he could, but found issues in the harsh welcomes given to his faction by the Horde. He's a strong believer in the alliance of old and feels one day it'll come about again.
Race: Night Elf
Class: Warrior
Any Special Title: N/A
Nickname: Deadlyte, Dead, Oh Dead One ((Wise mouth friend usage of his name.))
Age: 140
Height: 7'4"
Weight: 210(without armor) 340+ (with armor/weapons)
Eye Color: Glowing Yellow
Hair Color: Pale Forest Green
Skin Color: Pale purple
A brief general description:
Long green hair is pulled back into a long yet neat braid, stiffened through not so conventional means to keep it from coming apart or causing him distraction during battle.
Generally speaking, large plate armor with etchings of Elune was worn, notched axe the only thing not crafted by himself. His bare body shown the muscles of the forge and his goggles shown the mastery of the mind as only the engineer had.
Outside of his armor though, he wore a loose fitting shirt that hung low like chain mail and a pair of leather trousers. He was laid back for the often serious and odd race that were his people. Though he showed the lanky arms and legs of his people, he was covered in well defined muscle, much like one who'd spent much of his early life working hard.
He kept several magical packs on his belt, seeming to hold what he considered his many treasures of adventure.
A brief history: Dead was born of Night Elf parents, but they were killed in the third war shortly after the rediscovery of the Night Elf Race. Dead however was found and reared by a prominent Dwarf Blacksmith in Ironforge where he learned not only from his adoptive father, but the gnomes in the art of engineering as well.
He's always tried to help all the races how he could, but found issues in the harsh welcomes given to his faction by the Horde. He's a strong believer in the alliance of old and feels one day it'll come about again.