ALVARINA
Darnell Colton
Race: Worgen
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Class: Warlock, Former Priest
Faction: Neutral
Birthplace: Gilneas
Residence: Duskwood
Orientation: Heterosexual
Sexual Role: Always Dominant
Likes: Solitude, Studying
Dislikes: The Light
Relationships: Derek, Therisa
Personality
Far gone is the clergyman whom once resided within him, what remains is narcissism and pride. All kindness having faded as the result of the torment of his past. Darnell has turned into a cold man, holding little care for the world. Manipulative and calculating, he uses his wit and intelligence to coerce others into his will and to serve his whims. Never giving away his darker intentions.
Once hating all, he eventually began seeing this curse of his as a blessing. The sharper senses, greater stature and strength. As well as the fear many have of his visage, are all tools he can use to achieve his goals.
Appearance
Forever unable to leave his worgen form. Darnell possesses felgreen eyes, often held in a fierce and remorseless gaze. His fur, grey and ash in color. Often looking somewhat scruffy due to the toll of time slowly creeping upon him, giving him an aged look compared to the younger ‘dogs’ that run about.
His mane remains somewhat darker in color than the rest of his fur, contrasted by the pale white of the goatee that rests upon his chin. Some scars more visible than others, most notably being the portion missing from his right ear. A wound earned through fighting another worgen, whom had bit it off amongst the fray.
Biography
Prior to the Bloodfang Worgen incursion upon Gilneas. Darnell Colton was a prominent member of the clergy of Gilneas City’s Cathedral of Light. Having no immediate family, such as a wife or children. He dedicated his life to faith.
Which soon became tested in the wake of the worgen attacks upon the city and the rampant spread of the worgen curse across the country. In the wake of his own transformation, the feral mindset that had overtaken him for many months.
The clarity that came with Gilneas’ worgen receiving a cure from the Druids of the Scythe, seemed to come too late. Darnell believed that his transformation was a result of the light abandoning him, in spite of his dedication. Within this mindset, he soon grew to hate that which he had spent his entire life worshipping.
In the wake of his hatred, came yet another change in his life. Shedding the mantle of clergy entirely, and with it turning his back upon the light, to tread deeper into the shadow that clung to the end of his mind. Darnell’s journey led him to the cursed and shadowy forests of Duskwood. A land already plagued by remnants of the undead scourge, demonic influence, and feral worgen.