Hursen

Name
Hursen is just a nickname he has given himself. He has kept his real name a closely guarded secret.

Physical Traits
Even by Forsaken standards, Hursen is not in good shape. By the time he was reborn, most of his original body had rotted away, resulting in large portions of it having to be replaced. Luckly, the mass graves where he was found provided plenty of spare parts. Even then, there are still parts of his body where his bleached bones poke through the skin. Exactly how his messy and stained hair managed to 'survive' in the grave is a bit of a mystery, by he doesn't think too much about it.

In many ways, undeath has improved Hursen's lot in life. His hunched body no longer tires, and his boney limbs are more agile than they ever were in life. While the rest of his gaunt face has definatly seen better days, his cold grey eyes can see further than ever before, with a piercing gaze as sharp as his arrows.

Race and Class
Forsaken Hunter

Fighting Style
While his was still young, Hursen was taught to hunt with a bow by a friend of the family, who used those same skills to live of the land by selling the met and pelts of his kills, as well as basics on how to handle a blade. After leaving his family behind, he used his skills to carve out a living as a highway bandit, preying on any passing rich nobles or merchants who failed to hire adequate protection. After his death and eventual rebirth, he also found a travelling companion in the giant spider he affectionately named 'Fang'.

Occupation
As a child, Hursen was forced to work in a local copper local mine, or his family would not be able to afford food or clothing. Although he resents his time spent there, he continues to use those skills to fuel his main pastime of engineering.

After being thrown out of his home, he turned to banditry to survive, taking what he needed from anyone on the roads who looked rich enough to afford their loss.

Family
Hursen's family were one of the poorer families of Lordaeron, spending their lives in poverty. However, they were a proud family, and refused to ask those around them for help. Although his father had a job in the local blacksmith, he alone could not provide enough money for them, and his mother had to remain at home to tend to Hursen's younger borthers and sisters. As such, he was forced to get a job of his own at a nearby copper mine.

After a while, he found himself turning to thievery to help his family. However, being proud people, they turned against him when they discovered exactly how he was providing for them. They claimed that it was better to die poor than to live rich on stolen gold. Soon after, Hursen was forced out of his home, and never heard from them again. It is likely that they died during the Forsaken invasion.

Background
Hursen had a rather cruel life. Born to a family in dire poverty, he was forced to work in an old copper mine from an early age, gathering the ores and smelting them into bars to be sold to the local blacksmiths. While the money that he earned there was enough for a time, it became clear to Hursen that this would never change; that his family would remain poor forever unless something changed. Depressed by that thought, he was not looking where he was going on his way home one night, and bumped into a wealthy merchant. After a few apologies (from Hursen) and a few harsh words (from the merchant), the man continued on his way. It was then that Hursen noticed that, in his haste, the merchant had dropped his purse, which lay on the road. Temptation and desperation took over his mind, silencing any thought of returning the lost money. Pretending he had recieved a promotion from work, Hursen started to add small amounts of the lost money to his own wages. Seeing his father smile for the first time in years, he became sure his actions were in the right.

Eventually, however, the purse begain to run dry. Hursen realised that he would either have to pretend he had been demoted and carry on as he had done before he 'found' the purse, or find a way to refill it. Deciding that forcing his family back to their old ways was not an option, he became a sort of robin hood like character; stealing from the rich, who he believed would not miss a pockets worth of money, to give to his poor family. For a while, this double life proved successful, claiming now and then to have recieved another promotion, each time adding a little bit more money to his wages. Unfortunatly, this could not last forever. Hursen returned home one night, expecting to find welcoming arms, but instead found only hard questions. His mother had found the hidden purse full of gold under a floorboard in his room, and had begun to wonder exactly how he had been able to aquire that amount, and still give as much as he did. Unable to find an excuse, Hursen confessed to everything. He told them of the merchant and of his purse, how he had used to to help his family, how it had eventually begun to empty, and how he had taken to picking the pockets of the rich to ensure they would never have to go back to where they started. Hursen went to great lenghts to explain that he did everything in the most honourable way he could think of, and that he only had is family's interest at heart. However, his family could not tolerate housing a thief under their roof, however noble their intention. After Hursens explenation, he was thrown out onto the street and told never to return. He never saw his family again.

Alone for the first time, Hursen's mind grew cold. He no longer cared for anyone other than himself, believing that to care for another would only bring misery upon him, and he had suffered enough of that for one lifetime. From then on, he lived on the road, scavenging and stealing what he needed to survive, at bow point if need be. In some cases he even killed to ensure his survival, usually to defend himself from other bandits and thugs, although he never quite got used to the idea. He survived for many years before he was finally defeated by a rich nobleman who had hired mercenary protection. Left to die alone in a ditch by the roadside, his corpse was eventually found and placed in oneof the many mass graves being dug for plague victims. There he rested till he was 'recovered' by the Forsaken.

Faith
Hursen used to follow the Holy Light, but abandoned it when he was cast out of his home, claiming that those who placed faith in anything but themselves were weak.

Relations
Hursen does not hate any perticular race, but remains cautious around Orcs and Trolls. He also cannot stand to be near those who rely on the power of others, rather than their own strength.

Personal Notes
Hursen used to be a rather nice, social person. Since his familiy's 'betrayal', he became deathly quiet, sometimes not speaking for days at a time. He also began to distance himself from the rest of the world, becoming untrusting of other people and only going among others when he needed more food. These are both traits he keeps to this day.

Current Status
Currently in Tirisfal Glades, Hursen is still adjusting to his new found undeath.