Taelahn McGarnagle

[Tael]

Full Name: Taelahn McGarnagle
Nicknames:
Age: 23
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Hair: Black, long
Skin: Light
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 195
Place of residence: Stormwind Cathedral
Place of Birth: Andorhal
Known Relatives: None
Religion/Philosophy: The Light
Occupation: Sells scraps of cloth that he finds on his adventures to make ends meet
Group/Guild affiliation: The Dusk Watch
Guild Rank: Recruit
Enemies: The Scourge; The Scarlet Crusade; Anyone that preys on the weak.
Likes: Most paladins and priests; Fine Kezan Cigars; A good conversation with those that he trusts; A good laugh
Favorite Foods:
Favorite Drinks: Dwarven Stout
Favorite Colors: Red & Gold
Weapons of Choice: Two-Handed Weapons - Typically favoring large Claymores.
Dislikes: Discussion of Arthas and the Scourge; Those that are insincere
Hobbies: Cleansing the Plaguelands of the remaining undead
Physical Features: A diagonal scar can be seen over his left temple, although he typically keeps it covered with his hair or a headband.
Special Abilities: A Paladin with the heart of a warrior, he often becomes reckless and ruthless in the heat of battle. This can often take his opponents by surprise, but it sometimes works against his favor.
Positive Personality Traits: Very friendly to most people; he is typically very modest; a very good listener
Negative Personality Traits: Is often cold towards Death Knights and people that he views as abusing The Light; He is often quiet
Misc. Quirks: Unconsciously rubs his facial scar when deep in thought

History:
As a child, Taelahn was orphaned when his parents were killed during the scourge invasion of Andorhal. Saved at the last moment by a band of retreating Alliance soldiers, an unconscious Taelahn was taken to Stormwind and placed under the care of the Stormwind Cathedral where he would eventually train as a paladin.

Now in his mid-twenties, Taelahn is quick to right what he perceives as wrongs - holding a particular soft spot for orphans and those that were directly affected by the scourge invasions. Although faithful to The Light, his inexperience and repressed desire for vengeance can sometimes lead him to be reckless in battle.

[Grinban]

Exhaling smoke through his nostrils, Grinban answers the goblin's question.

"Taelahn is gonna be quite th'paladin. A fine young lad with th'potential ta'really make this world a better place. Makes me 'appy ta'know laddies like 'im still exist, an' fight ta further th'cause o' good."

"What makes you so sure?" Asks the goblin, clearly skeptical of the answer he received.

"Cause 'e knows wot it's like ta' be 'elpless when th'world is fallen part 'round 'im. An' now that 'e 'as th'know how an' a path ta' follow, 'e'll be th'hero 'e didn't 'ave when 'e needed it most... Fer all o' those laddies an' lasses who can't swing a mace themselves."

[Kirana]

Seiena gave a light tug on the robe she was wearing, it felt so out of place to her, having anything but plate armor on. The robe seemed so thin and flimsy. She rested her head back up against the chair she was sitting on and looked to the barkeeper of the Slaughtered Lamb.

"What I wouldn't do a drink, right now... Perhaps it would calm my nerves." With a slight wince she rose to her feet and walked over to the Bar Keep, quickly ordering a glass of weak of wine and handing him a few silver coins before going back and sitting down. Just as she had raised the glass of wine to her lips and was about to sip, a Goblin walked up to her and stood there tapping his foot. She knew full well what he wanted from her. With a exhausted sigh she set the glass of wine down and looked to the Goblin. "More questions?...." Her voice was filled with annoyance.

"Yeah more questions, lady. You have an issue with that or something?"

"I don't like being bothered, especially by Goblins." She sighed wearily, as she raised her left hand and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Yeah, yeah... Whatever lady... Just answer my questions and I'll be on my merry way."

Slowly removing her hand from her nose, she let out a annoyed sigh. "Fine, fine... Just ask away then. The quicker I answer them, the quicker you'll go away, and I'll hopefully be able to get at least a brief respite before I have to leave the city again, to deal with the needed tasks. I know how it works."

He smirked slightly, before asking the first question. "So tell me, lady, do you know man who goes by the name of Taelahn?"

Her gaze goes to directly meet the reporter's. "Yes, I do. Why do you ask?"

"Eh, just wanted your opinion on him, my boss asked me to write a little story up on him. So what do you think of him?"

She smiled, slightly. "He's remarkably likable for a Paladin. Most think that my kind have fallen from the Light and that we are damned. Oddly enough, he's one of the few Paladins that I've met since I've become a Death Knight, who doesn't think that way about my kind. I highly respect him for that."

The Goblin shook his head, gently. "Lady, have you lost your marbles or something? You are making no sense to me... Aren't Paladins supposed to the saviors of this world and save beings from the darkness, and not let them fall like you have?"

Seiena reached for her wine glass, clearly ignoring his words. She took a small sip from the glass before setting it back down. "You have your opinions and I have mine."

"So is there anything else that you'd like to add about him?"

"Not much that I can think of, right now at least. I wish I had more information for you."

The reporter pockets his pen and pad of paper before turning on a heel and getting ready to walk off.

"Oh wait... One more thing..." He turns to face her.

"Yeah?"

"Say hi to Taelahn, for me, if you see him, will you?"

"What do I look like, a message courier?" He mused under his breath.

She stifled a soft chuckle and reached for wine glass.

"You find something funny, lady?" He growled under his breath.

"No... No, nothing..." She bites her tongue, to keep from laughing.

"Death Knights... She's just like all the rest... Crazy and random as anything." He mused under his breath, as he walked our from the bar, leaving Seiena to drink her wine in peace.