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bootstraps
09-13-2009, 08:33 PM
Full Name: Burt Frostsorrow

Age: 32 when he died

Race: Forsaken

Gender: Male

Hair: a tall blue tinted Mohawk covered in ice
shards and decaying matter.

Skin: a bright white with varying shades of gray where his body is decomposing.

Eyes: His dead eyes have dried out to make it look as if he has empty eye sockets.

Height: 5'8" while hunched over

Weight: 140 lbs.

Place of residence: Icecrown is where he resides for the time being

Place of Birth: Andorhal


Occupation: Tailor and vigilante.


Enemies: The living, the dead, anyone who has a bounty on their head.

Likes: The feel of frostweave, the soothing noise of humans being slaughtered.


Weapons of Choice: a small book that contains a few spells, enchantments, as well as plans to attack certain alliance members.

Dislikes: gnomes, Aro'kai when he won't hug me.

Hobbies: Exploring the halls of Stormwind, Flying around Icecrown, and conjuring the best Mana Strudel in Azeroth.

Physical Features:: Burt always tries to cover his face with his hood. His jaw has its bones fully exposed. Frost and icicles form on his shaky bones.


Positive Personality Traits: Will do anything to protect his friends and allies

Negative Personality Traits: A stubborn ol' corpse who does not like taking orders that well.

Misc. Quirks: Talks in a third person most of the time.


History: Burt was born in Andorhal. An abomination named Slurgnap was the one who gave him the name. No one knows if the abomination actually said his name is burt, or if it was a burping noise.

When part of the scourge, Burt was assigned to be a tailor. He created the robes for the liches to wear. Upon joining the Forsaken, Burt continued his tailoring while going into arcane magic. He became a vigilante of sorts, going around the town destroying anyone or anything that was against him or his beliefs. He still freelances from time to time, but now devotes most of his time to The Raven Cross.

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Betrayl
09-14-2009, 10:18 AM
"Burt...Burt" Betraylyn mutters as the Goblin stared at her intently for information. "heh, yeah, I recall a dedicated mage by the name of Burt. I have ran along side him many times in war against the Alliance." Betraylyn focuses on a gem she is attaching to her cest plate on a table. "He's a good man, for a forsaken...there is only one other I trust more, but, his name I need not to mention." Peers up at the googling Goblin. "If there is nothing else, I must get a move on, I have matters to atend to." Betraylyn bows as she picks up her plate armor and walks off.