Naheal
11-13-2007, 08:06 PM
Full Name: Naheal Malastar
Nicknames: "Meanie." Knight. Tinkerer. Traitor.
Date of Birth: "Is it really that important?"
Age: 68. Appears close to 20 (using human standards)
Race: Sin'dorei
Gender: Male
Hair: Dark brown to black
Skin: Pale
Eyes: Ghostly blue
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 148 lbs
Place of residence: Ebon Hold (at the moment...)
Place of Birth: Silvermoon City
Known Relatives: Father/Mother (Nameless as of yet, I'm not exactly creative with names <.<), A twin brother, recently killed by Naheal/Zael'dran.
Religion/Philosophy: Help others in any way that you can. A small sacrifice from which can save ten is a worthy sacrifice. Though he will easily throw his life away, it seems he's beginning to back off a bit from considering himself completely expendable...
He still holds onto the tennants of the Holy Light, despite what he's become.
Occupation: Explosives tech, bodyguard
Group/Guild affiliation: Order of Eversong
Guild Rank: Guardian
Enemies: Arthas, Kael'thas, any who threaten the peace of his homeland and the homelands of his newfound allies.
Likes: Peace, quiet, tinkering
Favorite Foods: His tastes are varied. So long as the taste is rich and full, he will likely enjoy it in some manor or another. He's recently taken a liking to Manna Biscuts
Favorite Drinks: He mostly sticks to clear water.
Favorite Colors: He prefers dark colors
Weapons of Choice: Blades, Runic Magic, Explosives
Dislikes: What he and his race are becoming, those who twist others to their will and hide behind facades to disguise what they are truly after. He's become irritated with those who refuse to act when neccisary and who simply stand back and "wait" for opportunities to present themselves.
Also, he's found a rather strong dislike for the Blood Knights.
Without need to mention, he hates the Scourge.
Hobbies: Tinkering, Runecrafting, Magic Studies.
Physical Features: Typically adorned in robes when he's meeting someone, Naheal is lightly built with a pale tint to his skin. His eyes seem soft, somewhat guilt-striken. Now, his eyes also reflect a certain determination and fire within him, as well as a great amount of wisdom and insight. His warmth has all but disappeared. Smiles are rare and half-hearted.
When he's in armor and carrying his blade, he moves as if he doesn't even notice the extra weight.
Recently, he's gained a couple of scars. One of which is obvious as it is teeth marks in his neck. He's also got a deep gash in his right wrist which has scard over, and claw marks across his face.
There's also a perpetual layer of frost on his clothing and equipment.
Special Abilities: Being a former warlock, he has some insight into what Fel Magic is and how it works.
Being formerly possesed by a demon, he has an unusually strong will from forcing the demon off night and day...
His abilities with Holy Magic have all but disappeared, but he's developing the use of Necromancy.
He was also a disciple of frost, strengthening his abilities with frost-like rune magic.
Positive Personality Traits: Self sacrificing, curious, strong-willed, wise, insightful
Negative Personality Traits: Stubborn, reckless, untrusting (somewhat), reclusive at times
Misc. Quirks: Dismisses thanks as if he did nothing diservant of it. His attitude seems agressive, sometimes, though that is only when he's highly agitated.
Played by What Famous Person: Cary Elwes (young)
Theme Songs: "My Sacrifice" - Creed, "Sacred Lie" - Disturbed, "Life is Beautiful" - Sixx:A.M.
Lyrics:
"My Sacrifice"
Hello my friend, we meet again
It's been awhile, where should we begin?
Feels like forever
Within my heart are memories
Of perfect love that you gave to me
Oh, I remember
When you are with me, I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice
We've seen our share of ups and downs
Oh how quickly life can turn around
In an instant
It feels so good to reunite
Within yourself and within your mind
Let's find peace there
When you are with me, I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice
I just want to say hello again
I just want to say hello again
When you are with me I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
Cause when you are with me I am free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice, My sacrifice
I just want to say hello again
I just want to say hello again
My sacrifice.
"Sacred Lie"
My conviction is stronger today
As I fight to uncover your sacred lie
And the fear isn't going away
As the soldiers still die
Let your followers know their lives have been sold
For the good of your sacred lie
For the truth to be told
And the plan to unfold
We must start asking why
Don't you know the war is far from over now
What a stumbling block we've fallen over now
As our brothers die defending no one
The war is far from over now
Liberation, a moral charade
For the cause is a part of your sacred lie
Damnation a moment away in all the world's eyes
It's the doom of us all
We give in to control for the sake of your sacred lie
Complications abound
You'll get used to the sound of alarms in your life
Don't you know the war is far from over now
What a stumbling block we've fallen over now
As our brothers die defending no one
The war is far from over now
Give us a moment of peace in our lifetime [x7]
Give us a moment of peace right now
[x2]
Don't you know the war is far from over now
What a stumbling block we've fallen over now
As our brothers die defending no one
The war is far from over now
Life Is Beautiful
You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
I know some things that you don't
I've done things that you won't
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Alive...
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
History:
Background
Naheal grew up in a fairly rich, if reclusive family. His father continually pushed him to work towards the family business of Jewelcrafting. Naheal, however, had no interest in it and continued to tinker and study Arcane magic. His brother, Visago, was also a practitioner of magic and the two became friendly rivals, Visago practicing Ice magic, while Naheal practiced Fire.
On the day of the attack on Silvermoon City, Naheal was beside his father at the bazzar picking up a shipment of materials so that he, himself, could begin to create some works himself. However, fate would not let that happen, as Arthas and his Scourge attacked Silvermoon while they were getting that shipment. Naheal's father fell soon after they breached the walls, was raised by a Necromancer, and was quickly set on ripping the life from his body. In desparation, Naheal fought and destroyed his animated father. Soon after, a nearby explosion knocked him unconsious.
He was later pulled from the reckage by a woman named Psyche, who would later become his teacher. They quickly fell for one another. As time moved on, though, the presence of the addiction was apparant and Naheal, feeling he had little to live for, as he learned that his family was dead after that attack, decided that he needed to see where the end point of the addiction and the fel energies that were gifted to his race would be. So, he chose to study Fel Magic and use himself as a test subject in his experiments to see where his race could potentially end up.
In one of his earlier experiments, Psyche came in and attempted to stop him to save his life. Naheal, however, had already began the experiment and, as he explained, it could not be stopped. Psyche, seeing what Naheal was doing, quickly pushed Naheal out of the way of a blast of Fel energy. She died and her soul was placed in a Shard. Unable to bring himself to say goodbye, Naheal kept the shard.
In experiment after experiment, Naheal slowly began to feel a great deal of physical stregnth come to him, though he also felt the presence of something else in his mind. The first point where he realized just how dangerous it was was one day out near the Hillsbrad Foothills. His mind twisted as he saw some of his race fall to the humans in the area. In his anger, he lost control of his body to the creature. Forced to take a side-seat, he could but watch as he decimated what was there and slaughtered every living being in that village. To this day, he still carries the guilt of that day.
The Order of Eversong
He has since run across a man named Draco Visca, the leader of a group called the Order of Eversong, who stated that Kael'thas had betrayed his people. Unable to believe it, but unwilling to ignore the threat, Naheal offered to join under the conditions that if he were to find that Draco was lying to him, he would execute the man himself. Fairly recently, he finally came to a point to where he could no longer take what his experiments were doing to him, and he met Draco in Shattrath City. There, he released every soul which he had, including the one of Psyche, and turned to Draco to ask if he could train him in the ways of the light so he may make right what he did wrong. Though he was unable to do it, Draco offered his support in the future to him. Naheal accepted and began to look for ways to curb his addiction to Fel energies as well as be of use potentially.
Thus, he turned to the last people that he ever wanted to turn to. The Blood Knights...
While he trained to become a Blood Knight, he slowly learned what it was that the Blood Knights were originally formed for. "Protection of our homeland and our people at all costs," being one which stuck in his mind. Though he saw corruption within the Blood Knights and hated having to draw light energy from M'uru, he continued to train and continued to move up in the ranks. In that time, there was a blade that was made for him from power sources from the old towers along the boarder of Quel'thalas, the Sunwell Blade, which glowed with a sort of bluish arcane energy. He carries the glowing blade to this day.
At one point in the Ghostlands, while out with Draco Visca, he met a young Quel'dorei girl whom he had learned was Jazziks Wolfrunner. He slowly approached her after she had finished a conversation with Draco to meet this girl which he had been told was incredibly dangerous. When he met her, he saw in her something he saw in himself only a few years prior. He spoke with her, though she seemed to be worried and destracted. Some time later, in Undercity, he heard a whisper from behind him, where he met a white haired girl who spoke to him on Jazziks. She spoke to him as if she needed help and that it would be best for him to contact her and attempt to assist her.
The Eclipse. Accalia.
Since, he met Jazziks on multiple occasions. As he did, he became less and less convinced that this girl was the danger he was led to believe and sent to her an enchanted pearl, through which she could communicate to the possessor another pearl keyed to it, which he keeps on his person now at all times. At some point during then, her decided that helping her would be the best thing he could do to potentially redeem his actions as a warlock. One day, he ran across Jazziks and a tauren, who would later be introduced as Rannoch, while he was on his way to assist a member of the Order of Eversong he had heard was under attack. He stopped and asked for help and, though Jazziks herself was in a weakened state, Rannoch came to assist him. After fighting the man off, they sat and talked. Rannoch, for reasons unknown to Naheal, decided to accept Naheal's assistance. So, he began to help...
During the timeframe when he was assisting Jazziks and the rest of those who chose to face the ancient Accalia, he found himself to the point to were he could eventually remove the demon, Zael'dran, from his body. After a ritual involving fel magic to return the fallen Risticus to life, there was another ritual which removed Zael'dran from his body temporarily. That very same night, he heard of Jazziks going missing, so he began to search for her. He eventually found her, but not before meeting her wolf companion. The two fought as the wolf attacked. He ended up tackled to the ground after the wolf had attempted to break his wrist. At that point, with the wolf's teeth around his throat, that he began to realize that the wolves weren't the ones that were the pets.
He and Rannoch, finding no other way to hold the slowly changing ranger, ended up chaining her in the basement in the inn in Brill. After a few days of enduring constant attack from the vengeful wolf and her pack, he and Rannoch escaped with Jazziks to Kalimdor, leaving the wolf behind. Only a week later, he found himself and the rest of those who would face Sinaku and Accalia in a cave where he and they fought to break Accalia's hold on Sinaku. Naheal's knowlege was then refreshed as he was made aware of Jazziks' disappearance, as she had become at that point full Worgen. Using the pearl he held as the mate to the one he gave her, he fought to free her mind from the chains that were placed on her while the battle continued to rage around him. He was eventually able to break through and bring Jazziks back to the surface just as Sinaku began a full offensive against those in front of him. The group eventually brought him down with no casualties. Xaraphane, the Troll woman who also knew that it was the amber eye that had to be removed, looked to Naheal at the end of the fight. Without hesitation, he pulled a dagger from his belt and cut the eye from his head.
Shortly after the fight, after Sinaku came to, the group began to realize that Accalia would be summoned again. It was just a matter of time...
Leaving the Knights.
The fight itself put an understandable strain on the group, but the most injured were Sinaku, Jazziks, Jeshua, and Tasha of the Rangers of the Dark Sun. Naheal decided at that time that it would have been best for him to help them recover, especially Jeshua, who had been severely injured during the fight.
Having left the Order of Eversong during the events surrounding the fight against Accalia, Naheal found himself working for the Steemwheedle Cartel. He still searched for something that Draco Visca of the Order of Eversong wanted, himself: A way to use the Light naturally so that he would no longer have to steal it from the Naaru, M'uru. He continued to maintain the facade of remaining within the Blood Knights for some time, however, eventually being promoted to the rank of "Knight-Champion." He fought beside the Knights in various battlefields, earning the respect of those under him. One order, followed by a severe punnishment given to a disobediant Knight, led to him being cast out of the Knights in a fairly brutal fasion.
Needless to say, he was cut off from M'uru, and forced to find more of what he could do. Then, he met Ryoku, a Kaldorei Druid within the employ of the Cartel Enforcers. Given Ryoku's association with the Fabled Order, a group of paladins within the alliance, Naheal asked if he could set up a meeting with them...
The True Light. The Aldor.
The Fabled Order, though understandably suspicious of the fallen Blood Knight, seemed helpful towards him. They offered to him one thing that could easily help him become a true paladin: access to their own personal library. There he found information reguarding the True Light, though he couldn't seem to master it for some reason. So, he began to search for more. In his search, he eventually turned to outland, and the Shai'tar. When he was given a full tour of the city by Khadgar's summoned servant. He also observed the various happenings between the Aldor, the Scryers, and those of the Lower City. It was then that he decided that the best way he could learn to use the Holy Light was to ask the Aldor.
So, he went to Aldor Rise, knelt before the priestess there, and swore alligence to the Naaru and the Holy Light. On that day, he was accepted as a member of the Aldor.
The End of Accalia, The Price of Victory
Time passed and Naheal worked with the Aldor, fighting the Legion in Outland, and continuing to train. Eventually, he found himself amonst the honored within the Aldor, much do his surprise, and was granted the title "Vindicator."
One day, as he walked the streets of Orgrimmar, an arrow struck near his foot with a message: Jazziks. The Eclipse. Moonglade. Although he attempted to follow the ranger who shot the arrow at him, luck, it seemed, didn't permit his pursuit. At that point, he sent out a quick warning to the others who were involved in the fight, and teleported to Everlook, on his way to Moonglade. He found that the area had become invaded by wolves shortly after arriving in Moonglade and began his search for the others. After cutting through packs of wolves, he made his way to one of the buildings in the Druid's sanctuary, to find Jazziks, Sinaku, and Jeshua of the Rangers. Through a small amound of discussion, it came to light that the ranger had met more than just him, and had delivered a similar message to the Rangers, as well. Slowly, the rest of the group started to trickle in.
With wolf howls around them, the group began to make a shelter in a nearby cave, with Naheal and Jeshua fending off the wolves up top. Eventually, the Eclipse would come, and they would face Accalia.
The battle was long, and, though he fought hard, Naheal fell in the fight. As a spirit, he looked around to see the demons that he had once bound to him as a warlock. "Your time draws near, Malastar," his Succubus said to him, "You know what comes. Your soul will be ours at the end of this." He started to back away when his Succubus caught him and placed a hand over his chest. "No. You're not done in life, yet. But, you're going to wish that you were." With that, she placed a fel seed in him and wiped his memory of the incident.
After he recieved his ressurection and everyone began celebrating the victory, Accalia's voice was heard again, and the group was cast into seperate locations, with Naheal going into a sort of extradimensional space in the Nether, facing his friends and family who had known him before becoming a warlock. His escape only came when a shard of dark energy escaped from him and shattered the "reality" that he was in. He awoke, not having any memory of what had happened in there.
Death of a Blood Knight, The Raven Cross
After the story was done, a small paper had reached him at the Altar of the Shai'tar. A paper advertising the trial of a traitor, Leoren Evershine.
Naheal began to rush at that point, moving to Silvermoon to begin prepairations for releasing him, gathering what he had left of his. During the trial, Naheal met a young Knight whom he had seen wasn't entirely believing the evidence at the trial. Though he didn't have the time to properly explain to him what was going on, Naheal did attempt to spark interest from the initiate into the goings on in the Knights. The trial quickly exploded into a battleground. Through the chaos, Naheal, Draco Visca, Diomades, Cerryan, Thoraggar, Xenaken, and countless others fought to free Leoren and had, with the exception of Thoraggar, had escaped on a Zepplin. Thoraggar, himself, leaped from the Zepplin when he found that there were Balistae targeting the Zepplin. Thoraggar died that day.
Naheal returned to the Altar of the Shai'tar shortly after ensuring Leoren's safety. He morned Thoraggar's death for a short time, what time would allow him, before an Anchorite had asked him what was wrong.
In response, he smiled and told the story of the heros of the eclipse, leaving his name out of the story.
The Final Crusade, the Knights of the Ebon Blade.
Naheal's training continued amonst the Raven Cross for a time, though, eventually, he found that he could not remain within their ranks. In his mind, he was Sin'dorei first, Aldor second, and Horde third. Though he held respect for the members within Raven Cross, he left to find something that would, in his mind, be quite a bit less warlike.
Time passed as he fought for the Aldor and the Red Moon Clan for against the members of the Burning Legion until he recieved word about a crusade in Quel'danas being lead by his former commander, Draco Visca. He threw in with all he could, gathering as many reinforcements that he could muster to assist, including making deals with the Steemwheedle Cartel and members of the Scourge. Eventually, he found himself leading strikes over the Dead Scar to weaken the Legion to allow the Scourge to destroy their mutual enemy. During the last assault over the Dead scar, he took a hit to his engine on his flying machine. Without hesitation, he announced his situation to the draenei anchorite that had been his guide since he had joined the Aldor, Dhalia, armed all his explosives, and flew full speed into the largest demon there.
One of the Death Knights in the Dead Scar found him barely alive, and drug him through the sea to Acherus.
Naheal awoke as a Death Knight, serving the Lich King. He assisted the Lich King for a while, destroying Hearthglen with the rest of what are now the Knights of the Ebon Blade. During which time, he was tasked with executing his former guide, Dhalia. Though he did so, he regained enough of his memories to begin to break free from the Lich King's will. He continued the fight afterwards, with a new presence following him; the very same Anchorite that he killed had decided to guide him in this new 'life.'
After the assault on Light's Hope Chapel and witnessing those events, he, as well as the rest of the Knights of the Ebon Blade, broke free and rebelled against the Lich King, taking Acherus for their own.
Nicknames: "Meanie." Knight. Tinkerer. Traitor.
Date of Birth: "Is it really that important?"
Age: 68. Appears close to 20 (using human standards)
Race: Sin'dorei
Gender: Male
Hair: Dark brown to black
Skin: Pale
Eyes: Ghostly blue
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 148 lbs
Place of residence: Ebon Hold (at the moment...)
Place of Birth: Silvermoon City
Known Relatives: Father/Mother (Nameless as of yet, I'm not exactly creative with names <.<), A twin brother, recently killed by Naheal/Zael'dran.
Religion/Philosophy: Help others in any way that you can. A small sacrifice from which can save ten is a worthy sacrifice. Though he will easily throw his life away, it seems he's beginning to back off a bit from considering himself completely expendable...
He still holds onto the tennants of the Holy Light, despite what he's become.
Occupation: Explosives tech, bodyguard
Group/Guild affiliation: Order of Eversong
Guild Rank: Guardian
Enemies: Arthas, Kael'thas, any who threaten the peace of his homeland and the homelands of his newfound allies.
Likes: Peace, quiet, tinkering
Favorite Foods: His tastes are varied. So long as the taste is rich and full, he will likely enjoy it in some manor or another. He's recently taken a liking to Manna Biscuts
Favorite Drinks: He mostly sticks to clear water.
Favorite Colors: He prefers dark colors
Weapons of Choice: Blades, Runic Magic, Explosives
Dislikes: What he and his race are becoming, those who twist others to their will and hide behind facades to disguise what they are truly after. He's become irritated with those who refuse to act when neccisary and who simply stand back and "wait" for opportunities to present themselves.
Also, he's found a rather strong dislike for the Blood Knights.
Without need to mention, he hates the Scourge.
Hobbies: Tinkering, Runecrafting, Magic Studies.
Physical Features: Typically adorned in robes when he's meeting someone, Naheal is lightly built with a pale tint to his skin. His eyes seem soft, somewhat guilt-striken. Now, his eyes also reflect a certain determination and fire within him, as well as a great amount of wisdom and insight. His warmth has all but disappeared. Smiles are rare and half-hearted.
When he's in armor and carrying his blade, he moves as if he doesn't even notice the extra weight.
Recently, he's gained a couple of scars. One of which is obvious as it is teeth marks in his neck. He's also got a deep gash in his right wrist which has scard over, and claw marks across his face.
There's also a perpetual layer of frost on his clothing and equipment.
Special Abilities: Being a former warlock, he has some insight into what Fel Magic is and how it works.
Being formerly possesed by a demon, he has an unusually strong will from forcing the demon off night and day...
His abilities with Holy Magic have all but disappeared, but he's developing the use of Necromancy.
He was also a disciple of frost, strengthening his abilities with frost-like rune magic.
Positive Personality Traits: Self sacrificing, curious, strong-willed, wise, insightful
Negative Personality Traits: Stubborn, reckless, untrusting (somewhat), reclusive at times
Misc. Quirks: Dismisses thanks as if he did nothing diservant of it. His attitude seems agressive, sometimes, though that is only when he's highly agitated.
Played by What Famous Person: Cary Elwes (young)
Theme Songs: "My Sacrifice" - Creed, "Sacred Lie" - Disturbed, "Life is Beautiful" - Sixx:A.M.
Lyrics:
"My Sacrifice"
Hello my friend, we meet again
It's been awhile, where should we begin?
Feels like forever
Within my heart are memories
Of perfect love that you gave to me
Oh, I remember
When you are with me, I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice
We've seen our share of ups and downs
Oh how quickly life can turn around
In an instant
It feels so good to reunite
Within yourself and within your mind
Let's find peace there
When you are with me, I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice
I just want to say hello again
I just want to say hello again
When you are with me I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
Cause when you are with me I am free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice, My sacrifice
I just want to say hello again
I just want to say hello again
My sacrifice.
"Sacred Lie"
My conviction is stronger today
As I fight to uncover your sacred lie
And the fear isn't going away
As the soldiers still die
Let your followers know their lives have been sold
For the good of your sacred lie
For the truth to be told
And the plan to unfold
We must start asking why
Don't you know the war is far from over now
What a stumbling block we've fallen over now
As our brothers die defending no one
The war is far from over now
Liberation, a moral charade
For the cause is a part of your sacred lie
Damnation a moment away in all the world's eyes
It's the doom of us all
We give in to control for the sake of your sacred lie
Complications abound
You'll get used to the sound of alarms in your life
Don't you know the war is far from over now
What a stumbling block we've fallen over now
As our brothers die defending no one
The war is far from over now
Give us a moment of peace in our lifetime [x7]
Give us a moment of peace right now
[x2]
Don't you know the war is far from over now
What a stumbling block we've fallen over now
As our brothers die defending no one
The war is far from over now
Life Is Beautiful
You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
I know some things that you don't
I've done things that you won't
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Alive...
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
History:
Background
Naheal grew up in a fairly rich, if reclusive family. His father continually pushed him to work towards the family business of Jewelcrafting. Naheal, however, had no interest in it and continued to tinker and study Arcane magic. His brother, Visago, was also a practitioner of magic and the two became friendly rivals, Visago practicing Ice magic, while Naheal practiced Fire.
On the day of the attack on Silvermoon City, Naheal was beside his father at the bazzar picking up a shipment of materials so that he, himself, could begin to create some works himself. However, fate would not let that happen, as Arthas and his Scourge attacked Silvermoon while they were getting that shipment. Naheal's father fell soon after they breached the walls, was raised by a Necromancer, and was quickly set on ripping the life from his body. In desparation, Naheal fought and destroyed his animated father. Soon after, a nearby explosion knocked him unconsious.
He was later pulled from the reckage by a woman named Psyche, who would later become his teacher. They quickly fell for one another. As time moved on, though, the presence of the addiction was apparant and Naheal, feeling he had little to live for, as he learned that his family was dead after that attack, decided that he needed to see where the end point of the addiction and the fel energies that were gifted to his race would be. So, he chose to study Fel Magic and use himself as a test subject in his experiments to see where his race could potentially end up.
In one of his earlier experiments, Psyche came in and attempted to stop him to save his life. Naheal, however, had already began the experiment and, as he explained, it could not be stopped. Psyche, seeing what Naheal was doing, quickly pushed Naheal out of the way of a blast of Fel energy. She died and her soul was placed in a Shard. Unable to bring himself to say goodbye, Naheal kept the shard.
In experiment after experiment, Naheal slowly began to feel a great deal of physical stregnth come to him, though he also felt the presence of something else in his mind. The first point where he realized just how dangerous it was was one day out near the Hillsbrad Foothills. His mind twisted as he saw some of his race fall to the humans in the area. In his anger, he lost control of his body to the creature. Forced to take a side-seat, he could but watch as he decimated what was there and slaughtered every living being in that village. To this day, he still carries the guilt of that day.
The Order of Eversong
He has since run across a man named Draco Visca, the leader of a group called the Order of Eversong, who stated that Kael'thas had betrayed his people. Unable to believe it, but unwilling to ignore the threat, Naheal offered to join under the conditions that if he were to find that Draco was lying to him, he would execute the man himself. Fairly recently, he finally came to a point to where he could no longer take what his experiments were doing to him, and he met Draco in Shattrath City. There, he released every soul which he had, including the one of Psyche, and turned to Draco to ask if he could train him in the ways of the light so he may make right what he did wrong. Though he was unable to do it, Draco offered his support in the future to him. Naheal accepted and began to look for ways to curb his addiction to Fel energies as well as be of use potentially.
Thus, he turned to the last people that he ever wanted to turn to. The Blood Knights...
While he trained to become a Blood Knight, he slowly learned what it was that the Blood Knights were originally formed for. "Protection of our homeland and our people at all costs," being one which stuck in his mind. Though he saw corruption within the Blood Knights and hated having to draw light energy from M'uru, he continued to train and continued to move up in the ranks. In that time, there was a blade that was made for him from power sources from the old towers along the boarder of Quel'thalas, the Sunwell Blade, which glowed with a sort of bluish arcane energy. He carries the glowing blade to this day.
At one point in the Ghostlands, while out with Draco Visca, he met a young Quel'dorei girl whom he had learned was Jazziks Wolfrunner. He slowly approached her after she had finished a conversation with Draco to meet this girl which he had been told was incredibly dangerous. When he met her, he saw in her something he saw in himself only a few years prior. He spoke with her, though she seemed to be worried and destracted. Some time later, in Undercity, he heard a whisper from behind him, where he met a white haired girl who spoke to him on Jazziks. She spoke to him as if she needed help and that it would be best for him to contact her and attempt to assist her.
The Eclipse. Accalia.
Since, he met Jazziks on multiple occasions. As he did, he became less and less convinced that this girl was the danger he was led to believe and sent to her an enchanted pearl, through which she could communicate to the possessor another pearl keyed to it, which he keeps on his person now at all times. At some point during then, her decided that helping her would be the best thing he could do to potentially redeem his actions as a warlock. One day, he ran across Jazziks and a tauren, who would later be introduced as Rannoch, while he was on his way to assist a member of the Order of Eversong he had heard was under attack. He stopped and asked for help and, though Jazziks herself was in a weakened state, Rannoch came to assist him. After fighting the man off, they sat and talked. Rannoch, for reasons unknown to Naheal, decided to accept Naheal's assistance. So, he began to help...
During the timeframe when he was assisting Jazziks and the rest of those who chose to face the ancient Accalia, he found himself to the point to were he could eventually remove the demon, Zael'dran, from his body. After a ritual involving fel magic to return the fallen Risticus to life, there was another ritual which removed Zael'dran from his body temporarily. That very same night, he heard of Jazziks going missing, so he began to search for her. He eventually found her, but not before meeting her wolf companion. The two fought as the wolf attacked. He ended up tackled to the ground after the wolf had attempted to break his wrist. At that point, with the wolf's teeth around his throat, that he began to realize that the wolves weren't the ones that were the pets.
He and Rannoch, finding no other way to hold the slowly changing ranger, ended up chaining her in the basement in the inn in Brill. After a few days of enduring constant attack from the vengeful wolf and her pack, he and Rannoch escaped with Jazziks to Kalimdor, leaving the wolf behind. Only a week later, he found himself and the rest of those who would face Sinaku and Accalia in a cave where he and they fought to break Accalia's hold on Sinaku. Naheal's knowlege was then refreshed as he was made aware of Jazziks' disappearance, as she had become at that point full Worgen. Using the pearl he held as the mate to the one he gave her, he fought to free her mind from the chains that were placed on her while the battle continued to rage around him. He was eventually able to break through and bring Jazziks back to the surface just as Sinaku began a full offensive against those in front of him. The group eventually brought him down with no casualties. Xaraphane, the Troll woman who also knew that it was the amber eye that had to be removed, looked to Naheal at the end of the fight. Without hesitation, he pulled a dagger from his belt and cut the eye from his head.
Shortly after the fight, after Sinaku came to, the group began to realize that Accalia would be summoned again. It was just a matter of time...
Leaving the Knights.
The fight itself put an understandable strain on the group, but the most injured were Sinaku, Jazziks, Jeshua, and Tasha of the Rangers of the Dark Sun. Naheal decided at that time that it would have been best for him to help them recover, especially Jeshua, who had been severely injured during the fight.
Having left the Order of Eversong during the events surrounding the fight against Accalia, Naheal found himself working for the Steemwheedle Cartel. He still searched for something that Draco Visca of the Order of Eversong wanted, himself: A way to use the Light naturally so that he would no longer have to steal it from the Naaru, M'uru. He continued to maintain the facade of remaining within the Blood Knights for some time, however, eventually being promoted to the rank of "Knight-Champion." He fought beside the Knights in various battlefields, earning the respect of those under him. One order, followed by a severe punnishment given to a disobediant Knight, led to him being cast out of the Knights in a fairly brutal fasion.
Needless to say, he was cut off from M'uru, and forced to find more of what he could do. Then, he met Ryoku, a Kaldorei Druid within the employ of the Cartel Enforcers. Given Ryoku's association with the Fabled Order, a group of paladins within the alliance, Naheal asked if he could set up a meeting with them...
The True Light. The Aldor.
The Fabled Order, though understandably suspicious of the fallen Blood Knight, seemed helpful towards him. They offered to him one thing that could easily help him become a true paladin: access to their own personal library. There he found information reguarding the True Light, though he couldn't seem to master it for some reason. So, he began to search for more. In his search, he eventually turned to outland, and the Shai'tar. When he was given a full tour of the city by Khadgar's summoned servant. He also observed the various happenings between the Aldor, the Scryers, and those of the Lower City. It was then that he decided that the best way he could learn to use the Holy Light was to ask the Aldor.
So, he went to Aldor Rise, knelt before the priestess there, and swore alligence to the Naaru and the Holy Light. On that day, he was accepted as a member of the Aldor.
The End of Accalia, The Price of Victory
Time passed and Naheal worked with the Aldor, fighting the Legion in Outland, and continuing to train. Eventually, he found himself amonst the honored within the Aldor, much do his surprise, and was granted the title "Vindicator."
One day, as he walked the streets of Orgrimmar, an arrow struck near his foot with a message: Jazziks. The Eclipse. Moonglade. Although he attempted to follow the ranger who shot the arrow at him, luck, it seemed, didn't permit his pursuit. At that point, he sent out a quick warning to the others who were involved in the fight, and teleported to Everlook, on his way to Moonglade. He found that the area had become invaded by wolves shortly after arriving in Moonglade and began his search for the others. After cutting through packs of wolves, he made his way to one of the buildings in the Druid's sanctuary, to find Jazziks, Sinaku, and Jeshua of the Rangers. Through a small amound of discussion, it came to light that the ranger had met more than just him, and had delivered a similar message to the Rangers, as well. Slowly, the rest of the group started to trickle in.
With wolf howls around them, the group began to make a shelter in a nearby cave, with Naheal and Jeshua fending off the wolves up top. Eventually, the Eclipse would come, and they would face Accalia.
The battle was long, and, though he fought hard, Naheal fell in the fight. As a spirit, he looked around to see the demons that he had once bound to him as a warlock. "Your time draws near, Malastar," his Succubus said to him, "You know what comes. Your soul will be ours at the end of this." He started to back away when his Succubus caught him and placed a hand over his chest. "No. You're not done in life, yet. But, you're going to wish that you were." With that, she placed a fel seed in him and wiped his memory of the incident.
After he recieved his ressurection and everyone began celebrating the victory, Accalia's voice was heard again, and the group was cast into seperate locations, with Naheal going into a sort of extradimensional space in the Nether, facing his friends and family who had known him before becoming a warlock. His escape only came when a shard of dark energy escaped from him and shattered the "reality" that he was in. He awoke, not having any memory of what had happened in there.
Death of a Blood Knight, The Raven Cross
After the story was done, a small paper had reached him at the Altar of the Shai'tar. A paper advertising the trial of a traitor, Leoren Evershine.
Naheal began to rush at that point, moving to Silvermoon to begin prepairations for releasing him, gathering what he had left of his. During the trial, Naheal met a young Knight whom he had seen wasn't entirely believing the evidence at the trial. Though he didn't have the time to properly explain to him what was going on, Naheal did attempt to spark interest from the initiate into the goings on in the Knights. The trial quickly exploded into a battleground. Through the chaos, Naheal, Draco Visca, Diomades, Cerryan, Thoraggar, Xenaken, and countless others fought to free Leoren and had, with the exception of Thoraggar, had escaped on a Zepplin. Thoraggar, himself, leaped from the Zepplin when he found that there were Balistae targeting the Zepplin. Thoraggar died that day.
Naheal returned to the Altar of the Shai'tar shortly after ensuring Leoren's safety. He morned Thoraggar's death for a short time, what time would allow him, before an Anchorite had asked him what was wrong.
In response, he smiled and told the story of the heros of the eclipse, leaving his name out of the story.
The Final Crusade, the Knights of the Ebon Blade.
Naheal's training continued amonst the Raven Cross for a time, though, eventually, he found that he could not remain within their ranks. In his mind, he was Sin'dorei first, Aldor second, and Horde third. Though he held respect for the members within Raven Cross, he left to find something that would, in his mind, be quite a bit less warlike.
Time passed as he fought for the Aldor and the Red Moon Clan for against the members of the Burning Legion until he recieved word about a crusade in Quel'danas being lead by his former commander, Draco Visca. He threw in with all he could, gathering as many reinforcements that he could muster to assist, including making deals with the Steemwheedle Cartel and members of the Scourge. Eventually, he found himself leading strikes over the Dead Scar to weaken the Legion to allow the Scourge to destroy their mutual enemy. During the last assault over the Dead scar, he took a hit to his engine on his flying machine. Without hesitation, he announced his situation to the draenei anchorite that had been his guide since he had joined the Aldor, Dhalia, armed all his explosives, and flew full speed into the largest demon there.
One of the Death Knights in the Dead Scar found him barely alive, and drug him through the sea to Acherus.
Naheal awoke as a Death Knight, serving the Lich King. He assisted the Lich King for a while, destroying Hearthglen with the rest of what are now the Knights of the Ebon Blade. During which time, he was tasked with executing his former guide, Dhalia. Though he did so, he regained enough of his memories to begin to break free from the Lich King's will. He continued the fight afterwards, with a new presence following him; the very same Anchorite that he killed had decided to guide him in this new 'life.'
After the assault on Light's Hope Chapel and witnessing those events, he, as well as the rest of the Knights of the Ebon Blade, broke free and rebelled against the Lich King, taking Acherus for their own.