The character portrayed here applies strictly to my phase storyline, and has no influence on the canon status of Epsilon or other phases.
"Why fight fear, the weapon of humanity? Embrace it, Paladin." ~ Sornak Lightstalker during an encounter in the Second War.
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Name: Sornek Lightstalker
Age: Unknown
Birthplace: Draenor
Status: Unknown
Appearance
Fear. That is what one feels when they see the towering knight of damnation, the warrior clad in his regal purple and black embodies the unease one feels when standing in front of him; the thick plate armor is crested usually by feathers of a gryphon, or dragonscale. When inactive his body is a pale suit of armour, an imitation of life. However enraged it is clear the Death Knight seeks only destruction as fel magic tears apart his own body in his unending rage, his once dim eyes replaced by two orbs of chaotic fire. It is said his appearance beneath his garb is so grotesque one would die simply out of horror.
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Sornek remembers little of how he felt before he died; his memories have mixed with that of his host; a knight of Stormwind. He remembers seeing the burning city and a lone plated warrior standing at the palace of Stormwind, others having taken command of other parts of the keep; indeed the Brotherhood had been spread paper thin and were making do by using their lives to delay the fall of the city and to save the young prince Varian Wrynn. The foolish knight fell to a mace crushing his breastplate, having been caught in a duel with a member of the Sythegore Arm. Sornek's mind then drifts to his own circumstance of death, the burning eyes of Doomhammer as his skull caved in with the force of the Warchief's weapon destroying him; he was cast adrift into the Twisting Nether, until Gul'dan brought him back, like he did so many others of the Shadow Council, he was a slave back then, serving the Breaker of Dreams willingly, doing his... duty to the Horde, until the warlock died, then he was free, a warrior unleashing wicked curses and spells to his own admission.
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Freedom is a temporary thing, a paltry excuse to explain life. Sornek understood this as he perished at the hands of a paladin, his armour in ruins and the force under his leadership long dead, he could not raise them, for the ground had been cleansed by the priests and paladins which sent his soul into oblivion. Hatred, that was what kept Sornek from joining the spirits, the desire for revenge.
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When Sornek came back, it was not on Draenor, but on Azeroth, his soul had been caught by a pitiful warlock and latched into the body of another dead man, the spellcaster attempted to leash Sornek to his will, he quickly learned his mistake as Sornek gathered his might, and turned the warlock's own power against him, the sheer force of magic unleashed on the whelp turned him into dust, and Sornek was back, free, and slowly regaining his power, it was only a matter of time before the Lightstalker would emerge from hiding once again.
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(and other gear)
Hatred's Embrace [Artifact] - A staff crafted by the Shadow Council of old, Hatred's Embrace was recently found and purchased off Dalaran's Black Market, however the state of it's seller is unknown as he went missing shortly after finding a buyer.
Cloak of Flesh - The cape appeared be stitched together from dragonscales and gryphon feathers, claimed from slain beast.
Armour of the Old Days - A full suit of interlocking plate, forged during the First War which remained in use until the Third, where magical inscriptions and markings turned it into it's own unique piece. Enchantments include slowfall and a strong resistance to fire.
Ogre's Hand - In melee he seems to borderline rival an ogre in his prime, the overwhelming physical ability capable of handling most opponents.
Grotesque - As every other member of his brotherhood; there is a terrible secret lying beneath that helm.
Elusive - His status and location are almost always unknown.
Lightsbane - Holding a strong hatred towards the Light, he is evidently quite vulnerable to the ways of the Paladin.
Zealous - A follower of a different faith, but a preacher of it akin to a cleric that others may know.
Hedonist - Debauchery takes it's shape in many forms, the excess of violence and sin is what fuels such a dangerous entity.
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