OOC information
Character name: Cuin
Class: Warlock
Why do you want to join the Cult?:
I've had this warlock since a while, but it used to be on an PvE server. Now recently, i've decided that Defias Brotherhood is my default server and i'm slowly starting to transfer my most valuable characters to here. Undead lore has always been kind of intruiging to me, and recent times have made me want to explore this facet of the lore... So here I am!
How did you come to learn about the Cult:
Well, i've heard about your guy's while playing on my Orc; Troll and Tauren. A few of my friends are in your guild. Actually, I haven't heard anything but good thing about you guy's!
Anything else you'd like us to know? I'm a studying a bachelor in becoming a teacher for Physical Education and I give club training about 3 time's a week. Adding to it that I also have a part time job, it happens to me that sometime's i'm just to tired to even get behind my desk. So while i'll always try to attend events, I hope sudden absence's can be excused!
IC application:
*Walking into your room in dalaran you see an undead in the room right over you, the door just not closed allows you to take a look at the page the forsaken is reading before moving onwards to your room.*
“Necromantic magic has many functions beyond simply raising the dead. Masters of this tainted field of magic can conjure festering diseases, harness the shadows into bolts of incendiary energy, ….” While reading this my mind wanders... Wanders to time long past. Time's when I used to be living flesh and streaming blood.... To where this all began.
I don't remember everything, the cold grasp of death and the hard fist of the lich king have left gaps in my memory's... But I disgress, I once used to be a mage. Not overly gifted but neither without talent, more like having a great intuition for the arcane arts. Even had a nice family from what I can remember, a wife and a child coming.... Life seemed to be good... Until I returned home one day to find them slaugthered.
Don't remember much after except for going to the library and reading a lot of books in this shady corner, seemingly hiding. Then nothing, except for a dark voice wich make's your skin crawl and the awefull smell of sulfur, and then... POWER... Glorious, all overwhelming power! More power then I could have ever wished to have! And I didn't have to give anything back!... How naieve, I was, but all I saw was red then...I looked for the slaughterers of my days of happines and anihilated them... Yet while I made rivers of their lifeblood my own was also mixing with them... All I remember before a vast amount of blackness happens is the voice coming back and moking me! Oh the rage I felt then! Said something about, an eye for an eye, a flesh for a flesh, a soul for a soul... and then nothing, until I suddenly seems to wake up.
Demons by my side like I knew them forever, and instead of conjuring bolts of ice and blizzard's I made it rain fire and fired my oponents with fire. So here I am, having lost my old ability's and trying to master my new one's so I can find that voice... that voice that changed EVERYTHING!
“His ongoing existence poses an imminent threat to us all. “
*In your room you hear the sound of a book slamming shut.*
Sorry for any typo's!