Dalathar

Name
Dalathar Locke

Physical Traits
Dalathar is a fairly tall human, with bright green eyes and long brown hair, which is often kept tied back. He has an athletic build, with fairly well toned muscles and strong legs. His skin is unscarred with the exeption of a great, long scar running across his left shoulder and down over his chest.

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As a worgen, Dalathar is mostly indifferent to the rest of his kind, a large, hulking figure of a wolf-man with grey fur and dagger-like claws.

Occupation
SI:7 Rogue

Family & Friends
Father: Barath Locke - Undead, Death Knight of the Ebon Blade.

Mother: Taretha Locke - Dead.

Brother: Thomas Locke - Dead.

Cynndia Snowfall - Friend and later lover.

Marwain - 'Friend' and hated idol.

Kari Brightmoon - High elven rogue of SI:7 and Dalathar's current mentor.

Nallador the Truthbarer - Friend

Background
Dalathar was born in Gilneas, the younger son of a knight and a seamstress. He was raised on their family farm along-side his older brother. His father would try to teach the two skills with a blade, his brother, Thomas was a born fighter, but Dalathar himself never quite had the aptitude (or the will) to hone the skills his father tried to teach. This lead to Dalathar becomming a disapointment in his father's eyes, and tensions between the two grew over time. Dalathar would spend most of his days with his mother, or out in the countryside of Gilneas, either alone, or with a young girl friend from the schoolhouse.

In his late teens, Dalathar took up a job as a courior, he and his father were not even on speaking terms by this time, but he did manage to gain a few new skills with a sword from his brother. Both Dalathar and his brother had remained close, despite the differing views their father held over his two boys.

In later years, Dalathar's father and brother left Gilneas for a time. With knowladge of the scourge war machine decimating Lordaeron, Dalathar was left to tend to his grieving mother, a woman who was slowly losing her mind to the loss of her husband and her son.

Dalathar was caught in Gilneas City when the worgen attacked, he tried to run from the beasts as the militia, under command of the prince, fought against the creatures. Fate had another plan, however, and Dalathar met Marwain, a meeting which, to this day, he is not sure was fortunate or not. In the midst of the chaos, with worgen and men fighting eachother around them, Marwain attempted to rob Dalathar. And he would've gotten away with it too, if not for those meddling worgen, the savage creatures attacked the two and interrupted the robbery, Marwain fought them off and proceeded to keep fighting them with insanity in his eye. Dalathar followed close behind him, trying to stay alive, finally mustering the courage to try and fight the creatures himself, a task he was somewhat successful at.. until one of the worgen's claws cut through his tunic and left a deep gash across his shoulder. Dalathar tried his best to hide the wound, but it continued to sting, even after the blood stopped flowing it felt... strange. With fear and adrenaline fueling him, Dalathar accompanied Marwain to the Cathedral in the centre of the city, where many other men and women of Gilneas were gathered under the command of the rebel leader Lord Darius Crowley to draw the worgen into cannon fire while the citizens of Gilneas escaped.

The Cathedral was overrun, and Dalathar remembers little of the battle itself, only that everything went dark, and he awoke an unknowable amount of time later as a worgen. He continued to accompany Marwain, who had also been afflicted by the worgen curse, and aided in the efforts of the Gilnean people to fight the now-invading forsaken.

When Gilneas was evacuated by the night elves, Dalathar stepped off the boat at Teldrassil and turned to Marwain, he looked down at his hands, he looked like a man, he felt like a man, but inside of his heart, Dalathar could feel the beast raging, ready to awaken as soon as the balance was broken. He told his companion, that he would refuse to accept what had happened, that he would live as a man, and not as a beast. Marwain simply laughed, and replied with words that run through Dalathar's being. -

"You will spend your time with the humans, you will eat their food and wear their clothes, you will close your eyes to what has happened and pray it was all a bad nightmare... But in the end, you will realise that it will never go away."

Dalathar parted ways with the man there, still refusing to accept what he had become, and vowed to find a real cure to the curse. Part of him knew that cure would never exist, but that was another truth he denied himself.

Later, in Stormwind, Dalathar met the young human sorceress, Cynndia Snowfall and the two became friends. Dalathar was too ashamed to reveal what he was, and feared what would happen if he did. Even as his friendship with Cynndia turned to romance, he refused to let her know about the curse he bore.

Time passed, and Dalathar believed he could truly live as human, as what Cynndia saw him as. But it was not to last, apon returning from a trip to Northern Lordaeron, Dalathar and Cynndia were attacked by a death knight, in his attempts to defend her, the fear and pain of combat drew the beast out of Dalathar, and he transformed infront of Cynndia. She fled as he continued to fight with the death knight, eventualy managing to disengage from combat and chase after her.

Cynndia could not accept what he was and Dalathar left her home in Theramore the next day. Dalathar traveled to Stormwind, where he met with Marwain again and the two spoke for some time, eventualy, Dalathar decided to leave, to try and better understand what he was and truly make peace with his beastial side. He fought for the Alliance in Tol barad for many weeks, the harsh battles, the pain and the death, the more he fought as the wolf, the more he understood.

Eventualy, Dalathar left the baradin's wardens and returned to Theramore, meeting with Cynndia once again, he now seeks to make up for all of the lies he made her suffer.

Current Status
Living in Theramore.