Judge Minister Gabranth the Lifeslayer

 I am simply...Gabranth.. - Judge Minister Gabranth the Lifeslayer

=Physical Description=

Ravaged by the undead, Gabranth's skin is nothing compared to what it once was. His bright white skin is not a pale and rotting white. His golden hair turned to an ice blue. His arms and leg muscles weak and broken. His face gives out the look of hatred and of pain, while his cheekbones show the effects of the curse of the lich kings. Once more his eyes carry the icy glow that all undead carry, giving victims a chill before he kills them.

=Personality=

His brush with death has warped Gabranth's mind. Once a loyal and sophisticated man of justice has become nothing more then a figure head of death and chaos. Gabranth believes that he alone is a messiah of death, and judges the living as fools that are living in a world that will inevitably betray them, just as it did for him. He sees life as something that no one deserves, not even himself. He longs for his own death, but before he can turn the sword to his icy heart, he vows to make the people of the world see life through his undead eyes.

=History=

Losing his parents to a troll attack at the age of three. Gabranth was raised in the High Elven temples of Light for almost his entire life. From their priests and priestess gave him a great understanding and love for the Holy Light of Creation, and Gabranth joined the holy order himself once he came of age. From then on, he traveled all around Quel'Thalas and most of Human Kingdoms spreading the teachings of the Light and helping anyone in need.

Then came the Lich King.....

Gabranth returned to Silvermoon to find the entire city in ruins, his people slain or missing, and the temple he was raised in reduced to nothing but a pile of rubble. However this did not sway the light driven elf. Setting off to find his people, Gabranth came across several of his fellow elves, and did what he could to heal their wounds and preach that the light had not forsaken them, and that it would return and guide them to a brighter future.

Not a soul listen to them.

Try as he might, Gabranth could not get through his kin, who were now all starting to suffer from the loss of the Sunwell. However, still clinging his almost fanatic belief of the Light, the priest kept trying to convert and control his people, until one night, where a group of elves, so fed up with his constant preachings, stabbed him and left him to die in a ditch. However fate had a different path for Gabranth and a small horde of Undead emerged from the bushes and crept closer the elf and devoured him alive. It was then Gabranth realized that the light had betrayed him and in the last moments of his life, he cursed everything he worshiped and loved throughout his life, and died to the hands of the Undead Scourge.

Years past and the young elf was never heard from and was long considered dead. However one night, long after the reclaiming of Silvermoon, the same group of elves that had sent the priest to his death wandered along the road and saw a cloaked figure. Stepping forward with their daggers drawn, they meant to slay the figure, however the cloaked merely raised his hand and shot bolts of undeath at them. The elves fell screaming in agony and pain, and in their last few moments of life, the man undid his hood and revealed himself as the priest they had left to die so long ago. The Lich King had rose the priest as one of his Death Knights, and therefore he served the legions of undead that he had once fought and died against.

Yet even that was not meant to be..

The coup d'etat by Ebon Blade once again left the elf with a soul and mind of his own. Free to roam the world and do as he saw fit. The elf took a new name upon himself and new mission. Forever then would he be known as Gabranth the Lifeslayer, and it would be his duty to take away life from the people who did not deserve it, and make them see that life, hope..and the light..were all nothing but a foolish dream. He would judge all of Azeroth from the horror's he experienced. Additionally he added the title of "Judge Minster." to his name, for the Lich King had granted him the title because of his ruthless judgment against those of the living.

In the present time, while the horrors of war rage across Azeroth, their are tales of a man in black armor who travels across the Eastern Kingdoms, he leaves only a trail of death and bodies in his wake. He has no family.. no past..no beliefs...he spares nothing and no one.. his is simply..

The Lifeslayer....