Xiondar

Age:32(Age is based off the story, and WoW official Time line) Eye Color:green

Height:6"2 Weight:210(Without armor)Hometown:Darkshire(From 5 years old he was raised in Lakeshire)

Xiondar is a Paladin of the old Virtues using diplomacy as a major before using his blade to ask for answers or to solve any problems, though at rare times he does wield his blade in hand he refuses to kill his enemy unless it is a hundred percent needed(As Paladins are usally a class that does not finish their enemy.)

Xiondar J Ladimore the surviving son of Morgan Ladimore that was thought dead, his mother Lys Ladimore attempted to escape Darkshire in an desperate thought to save her children her two daughters, and son. She watched as the Undead attacks grew worse but she stayed in Darkshire till the last moment waiting on her husband to return. She chose to wait no longer, and escape to Red Ridge on the way they were ambushed by the Undead. Xiondar watched as his mother then sister was ripped to shreds in front of him he glanced to see his sister screaming as she took off running as did Xiondar, he ran blindly for hours till he came to the bridge to Lakeshire. Confused and sickly he managed to make it to the door of the INN before passing out. He awoke in the care of two Dwarves he then spent his young years training with a growing hate of the Undead. He was skinny, lanky and around his seventeenth season he was given his first actual job with the local Militia, they had usually given Xiondar odd jobs thinking he was not worth the effort of important jobs.. he was to escort a Merchant from the Black Gates out to the north of Red Ridge into Lakeshire, along the way a Black Rock Scout spotted them.. he thought little of the young man so he attacked rather than calling for backup.. Xiondar could only freeze in place as a sudden shot of fear ran through his body as he watched the Black Rock Orc coming to him with madness in it's eyes. The Orc swung his mace with full force towards Xiondar's shoulder, his fear continued to freeze him in place as he took a blow to the shoulder. Laying on the ground helpless..blood rushing from his shoulder he layed motionless on the ground wincing in pain, watching the Orc close in on the man HE was supposed to protect incase something like this happend. Something sparked in him as he watched the Orc close in on the Merchant..the merchant screaming in fear a sputter of pride from his father's memory, and rage sent him into a force to be reckoned with..he rose to his feat with a new found energy in his body, the orc turned peering to the boy, and with a cocky grunt he rushed to Xiondar his mace held high the with full force bringing it to the same shoulder Xiondar was recently struck by the same mace, with this Xiondar side stepped the attack raising his blade into the orcs stomach. The Orc fell to the ground as Xiondar removed his blade from him.. he would begin a new life. He started from that point on as a well known fighter amung Red Ridge and after his twentieth season he began to have dreams ,and nightmares of what the Undead did to him, and his family.. until the day he decided to start new journey of hate.. to slay all the Undead.He made his way through many different areas and regions helping as much as he could, and fighting battles he had no opinion of till he reached the Chill Wind Post in Western Plague Lands.As per a request of a Priest there he escorted him to Uthers tomb.. as the spirit of Uther finished his business with the Priest he peered to Xiondar a flash of intrest perked upon him questioning his name Xiondar replied"Xiondar J Ladimore sire" Uther rose in intrest asking of Xiondar's fathers well being, he told Uther of the tragedy of his home, and he knew nothing of his fathers' wherabouts, Uther concerned seeing the rage building within Xiondar he asked him to request training as a Paladin from the Argent Dawn. Xiondar did not deny Uther's wish he requested, and was granted the training. He was put under his Mentor Mordinis Lightwing a well known Argent Templar of his time. After vigirous training from learning about the Undead first hand, surviving in the ruins of Andorhal, and Stratholme he graduated, his mentor was proud, and awarded him a Seal of which showed those who were amung the few of the Argent Templar aswell as a Paladin. which soon after Xiondar's mentor, father figuire, and friend passed passed away from a heart problem. Xiondar after coming to terms with his mentor's death began his ways of making himself a strong Paladin as Mordinis would have wanted. Not long after he decided this..he began to hear rumors and whispers of an undead that was causing trouble in Duskwood"Mor'Ladim" Xiondar ventured into Darkshire for the first time since he was a young lad avoiding it out of fear of his past.. with his suprise he found his sister Sarah Ladimore she had become a Night Watch, and was fighting the Undead in Duskwood she told Xiondar of the Tragedy of their father, and he was the rumored Threat that had came to Duskwood. She gave him her treasured ring as a keepsake before Xiondar went to confront his possibly cursed father. His father came furiously Xiondar tryed his best to consult his father but his father seemed too far lost in his Undead state. in the final attack Xiondar shattered his father's cursed body to only find.. Morgan Ladimore's spirit raised and curious of Xiondar as he saw him as a familiar face.. Xiondar replied, told him of his life, and he found his sister. Morgan Ladimore peered to his son with a look of sadness, and regret his honor was stripped in a foolish shun of rage he told Xiondar to take his sword, and to bring the honor back to Ladimore's family name with his blade Archeus, Xiondar nodded taking this duty to full heart. his father would continue his cursed way till the Undead are defeated once and for all.. Xiondar is Currently built strong from his training he knows many sword stances and has been praised as an exceptional tacticion. He is Missing his right eye from a battle in Stratholme many years ago against the Baron.

Progression RP- 

Xiondar has taken only two Paladins as his apprentice one "Name un-mentioned" went mad with power, confronted Xiondar requesting his help to overthrow the ruler, and lord of Stormwind at the time. After Xiondar refused, and attempted to consult with his student that what he was doing was everything against the training he had experienced, his student could only reply in a scoff, and continued his plans gathering a large force of followers his student stormed the Stromwind keep to only meet his former master Xiondar..in a one on one battle Xiondar was forced to slay his once promising student, and he carries this burden to this day.Till the day he met a boy by the name of Barlos Duskbreaker, seeing the potential in the lad he took up the reigns as a teacher again, and to recently Barlos has graduated as a Paladin taught in the ways of the Argent Templar.

After venturing through Black Wing Lair after the fight with Neffarian with his group of Allies Xiondar Recovered Anduin Lothar's Royal Great Sword of Stormwind which is in the reforged state done to by Neffarian as believed the initial A.L. are scratched into the hilt and has indigtation"Ashkandi, Greatsword of the Brotherhood" he carries the sword covered mainly using the blade much like his fathers in the name and reasons of restoring it's former honor.

His many acts with the Argent Dawn/Crusade has given him the well known tittle "The Argent Champion" aswell as the title of a Great "Crusader" amung them which he takes this with pride for both himself, his Mentors', and his father's honor. He has become a full seasoned Paladin and has done all too much with his life.

From a turn of events Xiondar is now the Current Lord Templar of Northshire. This position he treats with the upmost respect following all the guidelines set before him..all of his actions are purely based off the better for the Templar, he is more than willing to die if need be for the Abbey, and for the Templar. He works with Father Mellar the Abbot of Northshire, and the Guidance of the Templar to help provide the peace the Abbey promotes, and fights to retain.

Morgan Ladimore
Morgan Ladimore was a great and noble knight who fought in defense of the innocent, the poor, and the afflicted. For many years, he worked diligently throughout the outlying areas of Azeroth, bringing relief to the suffering and swift justice to evildoers.

He was married to a young girl named Lys in the summer of his eighteenth year. They were much in love with each other and would eventually produce three children, a son and two daughters.

Morgan was thirty-two when war broke out in Lordaeron. Morgan was called to the side of the legendary paladin Uther the Lightbringer to fight against the orcs and the undead. Leaving his wife and children in the safety of his home, Morgan left for war.

The years passed and the war dragged on, and Morgan would witness many horrific events, including the disbanding of the Paladins of the Silver Hand, the death of Uther and the spread of the plague. The only thing that kept him from the brink of madness was the knowledge that he would someday be reunited with his wife and children.

Morgan would eventually return to his homeland, but find it nothing like how he remembered it. The once verdant forest was corrupted and teemed with the undead and other dark forces. Destroyed houses and farms could be found everywhere, and the cemetery near Raven's Hill now dominated much of the area. A shocked and bewildered Morgan eventually made his way to his home, only to find it in ruins. Not knowing what had befallen his homeland, he headed towards the village to find answers, and, he hoped, his wife and children.

Morgan inquired about his family, but could not find any answers. A priest in Darkshire, as it was now called, said that he might search the cemetery at Raven Hill for a gravestone. Morgan refused to believe that his family was dead, and continued to search every farm and house in Duskwood, but to no avail.

Morgan rode from Darkshire to nearby Lakeshire, thinking that perhaps his family had fled. On his way there, he decided, against his better judgement, to stop by the Raven Hill cemetery. Morgan spent hours walking amongst the gravestones. He recognized many names of people that he knew and became more and more distraught. Then he saw them: a small, untended plot amongst the many with three small gravestones. A feeling of dread washed over him as he approached. Morgan brushed off the dust of the most prominent gravestone to reveal the name on it. Simply carved upon the grave, letters spelled out his worst fear:

Lys LadimoreBeloved Wife and Mother

Morgan's apprehension turned to dismay and then to grief, and he fell to his knees weeping. For hours he stared at that one grave, begging the cold stone for forgiveness and sobbing apologies. Then, hours later, something in him snapped and he began to lash out. He brought his sword out of its scabbard and began to rain blows on the gravestones, screaming in rage. Blind in his fury, he lashed out and swung wildly, catching the notice of a trio of the cemetery's attendants. As they turned to restrain him, he turned his focus to them, hurling accusations of guilt upon the innocent attendants, then killed them all.

Later, when the rage had passed, realization crept into Morgan's mind, and he saw his bloody sword driven into the chests of one of the attendants. Driven to the brink by his emotions, he removed his belt knife and plunged it into his heart.

Morgan Ladimore's body and the three bodies of his victims were found the next day. He was quickly buried, without ceremony, in a hastily dug grave on the outskirts of the cemetery. Because Morgan committed murder against innocents, something that went completely against his beliefs and his nature, and because of the grief that he held in being unable to save his family, Morgan could not die a peaceful death, and lived on as one of the restless dead.

Only days later, his grave was disturbed, and his body could not be found. The being that was Morgan now wanders Duskwood, consumed by his grief over the loss of his wife and children and his own self-hatred. Mor'Ladim, as he now calls himself, roams Duskwood with mindless vengeance and hatred, and has been known to commit murder indiscriminately.