Earthen Ring Network - Malarak Darksoul

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Malarak Darksoul

He sighs quietly while folding his clean clothes on his bed. "I should really find something to do to kill boredom... Playing chess with a voidwalker is boring, kicking my imp outside of my house is boring, nothing good to experiment on, got no money... more

Malarak Darksoul ...Ophelia... I hope you'll be okay... *clenches the subject's dead heart* Darkness... Please protect her...
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- Mudde Bootscuff Whazzat? That's not very shiny...
  
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- Malarak Darksoul ...It's a heart... Are you still high....?
  
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- Mudde Bootscuff Maybe. Might just like shiny things.
  
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- Malarak Darksoul ...Endi is going to kill me... *Tosses a soul shard at Mudde* Here...
  
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- Mudde Bootscuff ...the fel is this?
  
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- Malarak Darksoul ...Shiny...
  
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- Mudde Bootscuff ...yeaaaah.
  
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- Malarak Darksoul ...Oh, come on...! A shard is shiny...!
  
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- Mudde Bootscuff *stares at shard, unblinking, stupid grin on his face.* ...Yeaaaaaaah it is.
  
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- Cologan Kendric Mind handing me the liver? I've a bomb to make and the liver is the only casing I can use that'll withstand the mass amount of bear dung I intend to stuff it with to get the elves...
  
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- Malarak Darksoul Huh....? Oh, yeah sure... There's livers in a jar, so help yourself... *continues experimenting*
  
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Character's First Name Malarak
Character's Last Name Darksoul
Nickname Mal
Race Undead
Class Warlock
Gender Male
Character Description - Allegiance: Horde, Tears of Draenor, The royal apothecary society -Race/subrace : Forsaken (human) - Class: Warlock - Gender: Male - Age 18 - Height/Weight: 5'4" / 118 lbs. - Hair/Eyes: Purple / Lime green (Dark brown / Green) Appearance Scars: Two on top of his eyes and the other two on his cheeks. Two scars on the right side of his face shows of battling against a drunken dwarf warrior. The other shows of glass sliced at the same angle as the right from a failed experiment. Stitch: across the bridge of his nose. He received the stitch from unknown surgery after his death. Neck marks: Purple infected bite mark, corrupted blood veins from the outer bite mark. Appeared on the left side of his neck shows his role of an affliction warlock. Green colored demonic tattoo on the back side of his right shoulder shows his role of a demonology warlock. Hair length: Front slightly longer than the back, hair parked left, with a small streak of hair hangs to the middle of his face. Very clean and smooth. Types of clothing: Always wears robes and skirts for warmth and comfort, Wears orc sized shirts and skirts as his own pajamas, and wears short shorts for swimming. For cold weathers, He wears a very warm robe and a hood to keep him warm. For hot weathers, he intends to wear light clothes, or shorts if necessary. Family: Stepfather: Darren Derelev (diseased) Stepmother: Maria Derelev (diseased) Guardian: Brewsky Steelale (diseased) Personality: Kind, Shy, serious, depressed, Anger, and sometimes goofy. Since undeath barely changed his personality, he speaks in a quiet tone, since he never yells or screams really loud. He gets focused on important things, and worries about other things. He is also friendly, if he has free time from his research which shows a bit happiness, and joy. He's also frail, only faints when something surprised him big time when he lowers his guard. He may not be the fight type in wars, but he is simply skilled in the dark arts. He's obviously not the type to be doing physical work such as lifting heavy barrels and pushing large crates. He also gets overprotective when seeing his closest friends starting an argument or a fight. He loves to research which made him an apothecarian, and loves to read. He gets nervous and shy. He enjoys helping his friends, but he can be stubborn, since he prefers working without any help. He loves to drink when it's either his day off, or during his rebirthday. He enjoys doing pranks only when it's Hallow's end, since it's his most favorite holiday. Bio: Malarak was raised in a farm in Arathi highlands. For almost all his life, he locks himself in his room practicing the dark arts and alchemy. Darren never really loved Malarak as a son, because he had bad feeling about Malarak being a young warlock. Darren wanted to be a paladin, but he never had the chance, because he mostly drinks. He then work around in his farm. Malarak's Stepmother, Maria, barely cares for Malarak. She respects Malarak's role and privacy. She cooks mostly, and lets Malarak Deliver her desserts to the neighbors. In truth, Maria is a kind hearted soul, but cares little about Malarak. By the age of 12, Malarak went out to deliver Maria's special cherry pie to an elderly woman with grandchildren far south to Arathi highlands. By the time he was gone, a gang of headhunting trolls murdered his step parents in his home. When Malarak Returned, he saw his step parents brutally killed. He was in slight shock, but he knows that people die, so he wasn't that scared. A few days later, he buried his step parents in the grain field, and traveled south to Dun Morogh. It was a cold blizzard night, and Malarak could barely handle it. He blindly wandered through the blizzard, looking for shelter. He collapsed in front of the gates of Ironforge. He was close to death, losing consciousness, until he was saved by a dwarf who works in a pub. The Dwarf named "Brewsky Steelale" took care of Malarak. The two are close, and they worked in a pub. Malarak became a barmaid. After when the pub closes, the two intend to get drunk and have a party. This was the best time of Malarak's life, although, he moved to Stormwind city when he turned 16. He moved because he lost focus on studying alchemy and dark magic. When he went to Stormwind city, he became a scientist, searching cures, making medicine for the Stormwind guards. It was slightly tough, in fact, he wanted to end his life, but he waited for the right time to die. A few years later, after his eighteenth birthday, he died of food poisoning inside his home. A black cloaked man appeared in the shadows, and carried Malarak's dead body to Tirisfall Glades. Malarak's body is placed on a stoned table, being tested by the apothecarians, which explains the stitch across his nose. When the testing is done, Sylvannas then gave Malarak a second chance. When he's brought back, he changed his last name from Derelev to Darksoul. This is a result of Malarak starting his life over from scratch. In other words, he is trully forgotten about his past. It came to a surprise that the Alliance didn't know Malarak died. Right now, Malarak became a doctor in the "Royal apothecary society", and helped those who are in need of help.
Location Greymane manor

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Lellenthyr Blooddrake (( Because of the site move, I am not sure if I will be doing my monthly contests on the new platform or elsewhere, so voting for the Bard! monthly contest will begin Monday the 28th and will end midnight of Wed the 30th. I will announce winners on Thurs the 31st! ))
Insein L'Mort I wish High Command had trusted me to assist Logart last night instead of diverting my attention elsewhere. No matter how hard I try, they still do not understand.
Liliania Sunsong "Anindir's back?!" Liliania looks relieved, "Oh thank the Light!" She stops doing her paper work and goes to see him.
Copperflux Snugglerump
Wyneth Nightmeadow plays her guitar with a sly grin while the guards all drink booze from the make shift tavern she created in Tranquility Watch. It's the middle of the night, the sky is cloudless for a change with a moon hanging out there. The guards aren't listening to her song but talking amongst themselves about the added work the whole summit thing has given them. She doesn't mind, she isn't playing for them. This song is for herself, to sooth a restlessness in her soul. something only her Lady, her guitar, can really do.
Gortuk Bloodblade "Perhaps we are fooling ourselves. Perhaps some are being optimistic. But I ask this; how can we ever look our children and the children who will be orphaned in the eye if we walk the path of war without having doing everything we could to avoid it?"
Velexie Kohler *she stares out of her window of the near empty house for hours. Two cats come up to nuzzle at her ankles, bringing her back to reality for only a short moment before something again catches her attention outside*
Eliona Embersong Eliona sits at a table in a tavern with her former servant. She stares at him with a cheerful smile upon her face, refusing to speak until he does. In return, he merely eyes her with curiosity, unsure what to say in regards to her new hair color, weapons, and of course... Buttons.
Endicott Orrick ((Sorry folks, Flask & Flagon is cancelled this month. Apologies to all.))
Apothecary Fromm (( Going on a two-week business trip with limited internet access. See you guys in two weeks! ))

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