Bio - Lazaarus

[Lazaarus]

Lazaarus was born in what is now knows as the Ghostands, but before Arthas lead the march on the Sunwell, destroying his home in the process. This happened in Lazaarus' 15th year, and threw his world into turmoil. Having lost both his parents, siblings and friends, Lazaarus decided to leave his fellow Blood Elves behind, and go into the wilderness, seeking redemtion for having survived amongst the many hostile beasts and races surounding him.

A number of years passed this way, untill one day, in the north of Kalmidor, Lazaarus stumbled upon a party of Draenei warriors. Taking him captive, Lazaarus felt, for the first time in his life, a sense of purpose. He decided that his life could not end yet, he must escape and gain the strength to avenge his family by destroying the head of the Scourge, by slaying Arthas! Unable to rid himself of his Draenei captors, Lazaarus was subject to humiliation, and most cruel torture at their hands for a number of years, a time in his life he is unwilling to talk to any of his companions about. This era was brought to an end when he awoke one night to the screams of his captors, manical laughter and the howls of demonic entities. Sheltering from the fel fire swirling about the camp, Lazaarus spied a fellow Blood Elf amongst the magics, weilding them. Once the massacre had ended, he walked over to the Blood Elf and introduced himeslf, telling his story. Taking pity on him, his rescuer, who introduced herself as Kassandra, said she would escort him back to Silvermoon and teach him some of the power of the Warlocks on the way.

Arriving some months later on the shores of the Eastern Kingdoms, Kassandra decided that they would need a more powerful minion to escort them through the lands ahead. However, something went disasterously wrong in the summoning. The fel magics got out of control and the minion was called forth without being bound to Cassandra's will. In one swipe, it cut trough her bowls, spilling her guts to the floor and slaying her. Lazaarus was beaten to a pulp and left dying, his right arm ripped from him, and his body broken. Stiring in and out of conciousness, Lazaarus saw in this demon the power to defeat the Scourge. With the last of his will, he saw the weakness in the demon's form; being unbound, its soul was as exposed as any beast. Using this to his advantage, Lazaarus ripped the demons soul from its body and used it to heal his own wounds, binding the soul into his reformed right arm.

The effects of his rash actions Lazaarus only realised some days later, when he was ambushed by a number of human bandits and knocked unconcious. He came round some minutes later, with the walls of the ravine he was in painted red. The 5 humans were torn to shreds and scattered across the ground and wall around him. Looking at his right arm, Lazaarus noticed it pulsing in the dre-dawn light, seeming to suck all light into itself, cloaked in fel energy. It appeared that the demons soul kept its survival instincts after being bound into his arm, and he now had two souls inhabiting his body, one being drawn out when the other was weakened.

Making his way to Silvermoon, Lazaarus studied his arm, and tried the new powers he now posessed. Reaching Murder Row in the Blood Elf city, he looked up and saw himself surrounded by almost 50 warlocks. One steped forward, introducing himself as Raze, one of the most powerful sorcerers in the Blood Elf's arsenal. He explained that all the warlocks in the city had felt the presence of an incredibly powerful demon, and had come to destroy it and save the city. The only reason Lazaarus was still alive, he said, was that the warlocks were curious. Explaining himself, Lazaarus told Raze what had happened to him, and in doing so, found a firm friend. It has been some weeks since that day, and together Lazaarus and Raze have been studying the demon bound in Lazaarus' right arm, and testing his powers.

Two days ago, Lazaarus heard the call of a certain warlock named Caressah, asking for souls to be donated to her cause. Wondering what impact this would have on his perticular situation, Lazaarus went to meet this warlock. Draining his soul, Caressah caused a strange thing to happen within the body of Lazaarus... half of each soul was stolen by Caressah, causing the remains to fuse into a simbiotic whole. Lazaarus still does not have full control over his right arm, and its power seems not to have diminished, but he can now talk to the demonic soul inhabiting it, and they now work together to try and free the demon entombed inside Lazaarus, on the condition that it first helps him destroy Arthas.

Swiftly becoming friends with Caressah, Lazaarus met with her superior Dalordriel, and joined the guild 'The Seekers'. In this new band of companions, Lazaarus continues his quest to rid the world of the Scourge, and himself of his demonic parasite.