Altheron

Name
Altheron Heavenmight.

Occupation
Retribution Virtued Paladin of the Argent Crusade.

Facial Apperances
Young, Thirty-eight year old man, with an always embracing smile and black hair which hangs around his face. Averagely built, always goes around with an angular beard which seems to be always scruffy, greasy and unclean. Aswell as a noticable black, leathery eyepatch hiding his empty socketed left eye.

Guild
The House of Falconcrest.

Professions
Blacksmith and professional miner.

Family
Father: Caesium Shadowmight - Turned into a Lich and murdered Altheron's family, cousins, all of his bloodline (or so he believes). Later killed by Altheron at the age of 20.

Mother: Keralon Shadowmight - Killed by Caesium Shadowmight.

Rest of Bloodline: Presumed murdered and sacrificed.

Background
Altheron Heavenmight was born in the damp-murky swamps of Dustwallow, residing there he was forced upon to learn the ways of the Dark Arts by his cult-corrupted family. Years later his Father Caesium Shadowmight, trapped his own soul into a phylacertery safely stored in his lair and transformed into a destructive Lich, built upon destruction and an un-satisfying thrist of power. He rampaged, power hungry through Dustwallow, laying waste to whatever that was in his path Dragonoids, Crocs, whelps and even Humans sacrafising them unquenching his thirst. As he betrayed the Shadowmight bloodline abolishing them from the face of Azeroth, Altheron escaped from Caesiums chaotic path of darkness and found himself later on in Theramore accepted by the residence there, he was accept by Paladins moments later, when seen of his potential.

At this point he was trained along side a chosen master for him to learn the ways of the Light. At the age of 20, 7-8 years later, Altheron setted off with his first swordsmithed blade, enchanted by the retributing force of Righteousness, he was sent to Caesium Shadowmights' lair to kill him as a task to show his loyalty to the Light and his Paladanistic masters. Before heading to his lair he was told to find his phylacertary to be able to inflict pain to the soulless creature, so he set out to a dusky lake where he was told a chest containing Caesiums phylacertary was being guarded by many gruesome types of undead, some of them were identified by Altheron as some of his dead-mindless family, completed mutilated and emitting an eerie decaying plague. Altheron slashed his way through the undead covering his nose and mouth and eventually after countless times of the undead coming back from defeat, he budged open the chest and acquired the phylacertary fleeing from the lake in a panicing speed escaping the undead reforming in-time.

Altheron entered the misty gates of Caesiums lair there waiting for him were Forgotten Souls and Screaming Banshees spreading warnings and trying to make him turn back. Altheron ignored these feeble lost souls, proceeding to Caesium, he held the phylacertery ready, walking through the endless Cavern coming to the end he spotted Caesium readying his stance he charged bodly with his blade of Righteouness slashing through Caesiums soulless body exorcising him with the holy power of the sword, damning him path and corrupted soul for good. This experience in the end made Altheron more caring for others and joined the Argent forces to help wipe out all of the scourge from the face of the world.

Even today, Altheron always dream to of had a normal, affable childhood and not one that started and ended as a devastating memory. So, he lives day by day doing the best he can to lead his family line in a more 'holy' and 'pure' way and to stay focused on his lifes ultimate, never-ending goal.

Family Background
Altherons background was all built around cultism, and was forced upon against his will to practice the Dark Arts. Altheron tries not to think about his past as it fills him with dread and painful memories, and when flashbacks re-appear in his mind he becomes very grumpy and drained of energy.

Criminal Record
Clean as a whistle.

Personal Notes
Hates stubborn people, Scourge and Orcs

Personal Quotes
"Depression is a dark form of meditation, do NOT let it consume your soul."

"The Light never abandons its champions."

"Whats the point in worrying about something thats going to happen, you wont change anything, suck it up already."

"We are warriors of the Light, even through death."

Current Status
Helping the Argent Crusade in the frozen, harsh, desolate lands of 'Icecrown'

Appearence
Altheron normally goes around with a pure, glowing sword sheathed to his belts left side, a rectangular shield that bears no-mark, upon his back, a full set of white, polished augmented gear and a belt pouch containing valuable "posessions" of which he has received/acquired over the many years of being a Paladin. Whenever he goes to his every-day prayers, you will notice that he will have a white, clean hood covering his greasy hair, and will have a large tomb of which the cover representing a golden-cross that has some engraved writing at each end, which is beyond readability, the rest of the tomb is slightly unkempt and is connected to his augment belt by a bland, silver chain only minorly dented.

Possessions
- Weapons - Rapier horizontally crossing his back safely tied in a bondage, ready always by his side a rectangular shield and a medium-sized blade, with a golden handle sheathed in a leatherworked pouch on the left-side of his waist, which is rarely drawn unless disarmed.

- A small dusty Argent tomb, which releases a powerful consecration when against Scourgelings (In Beltpouch).

- A white mask tucked away in a beltpouch, only worn when in the Dwarven District because of the dust and heat, and rarely when facing the undead (In his Beltpouch).

- Small (still ticking) pocketwatch with a tarnished silver cover and dust covering it completely like a blanket. Only usage when its the time for his patrols in the plaguelands or meetings. (In Beltpouch).

Auras
Altheron always seems to be surrounded by a calm, tranquil aura of which anybody that gets near to will gradually feel more calmer and their nerves unwinding. Whenever he is in battle or facing any opponent, his aura changes into his own virtue, strengthening him dramatically and his paladinistic abilities/spells.