Madráen

Name
Madraen Theodmort, Self-Proclaimed Lord of Diseases

AKA = Mad Madraen

Race
Human

Class
Warlock

Current Status
Alive. Currently designing and soon to be creating a powerful highly contagious for a 'special purpose'

Occupation
Apothacary, Alchemist, Brewer of Death, Madraen calls his occupation many names. To put it simply Madraen makes diseases, he makes illnesses and most of all he makes things die in the most horrific, slow, painful and inhame ways.

Family
Fredrick Theomort - Father, Deceased

Martine Theomort - Mother, Deceased

Background
Madraen was and still is an excedingly intelligent man. Gaining an education quikly and with ease he began the path of an Alchemist at the young age of Eleven. By Sixteen Madraen had made over fifteen different lethal diseases each with their own cure. Sadly Madraen never really made friends, to him the only friends he had and needed were his apperatus. At the age of twenty this mother and father both died mysteriously at the same hour of the same day. He moved from his home in Brill and traveled far south before reaching the southern Human city of Stormwind. Taking residence within the sancturary of the walls, Madraen continued his work. Sadly, due to his life of solitude and his parent's sudden deaths, Madraen had become quite unstable. His sanity in tatters Mad Madraen, as he is now called, dwells with the darkness of the Slaughtered Lamb's Catacombs, brewing..brewing a special brew..one that Stormwind and its people...will never forget.

Personality
Heavily Unstable, Sadistic, Heartless, Emotionless, Cunning, Lethaly Intelligent

Pets
Mr Wilson - Pet Rat

Misc
((The following is the text from posters that Mad Madraen has plastered around Stormwind(Three Per District). The posters are stained and the text is hardly readable. Some may simply dismiss it as the undicipherable rantings of a mad man. Which in all truth, is exactly what it is. The rantings of a mad man, sadly one that doesnt bluff))

PEOPLE OF STORMWIND

I have a present for you. Thats right a little somthing from the amazing Mad Madraen! I bet i got you all excited now. Wondering what it could possibly be. Well good, because the following drabble is what it is!

Its a game, a little game. A challenge, only for some to attempt, yet involves everyone none the less. Soon, soon my little gineau pigs, i shall unleash a horrific cancer upon your city

A DISEASE!!

Thats right! A disease! Oh i bet your scared now! GOOD! Because this disease is the most horrfic, foul, putrid disease ever, not to mention the part where you fall down in immense agony and slowly die.

So people of Stormwind, well..those that read this. The challenge will begin very soon, a challenge for all your Alchemists..Doctors and most of all Redemptio Coronae. And its sissy little cures!

CURE THIS!!!

Madraen Theodmort, Self-Poclaimed Lord of Diseases