Moe

"Man, I'm tired..."

= Description =

Perpetually sleep deprived, unhealthy complexion from too much time in the dark and endlessly mussy hair leaves Mokou's physical appearance with a lot to be desired. Her body is flat and uninteresting when it comes to any distinct feminine features and if not for her voice (which tends to be quite dead pan) and vaguely effeminate jaw line it would be difficult to identify her gender at all.

Her black hair is short and styled in a way that could only be described as "never seen a brush in it's life", by some miracle it seems to be free of tangles but otherwise it does it's own thing no matter what Mokou might do to tame it. Her bangs are long and cover her eyes almost completely, making the only really distinguishing features she has that messy hair and the mole under her left eye.

In stark comparison to her unkempt physical appearance, Mokou's armour is meticulously polished and cared for. Her selection of weapons are all equally as well cared for, lovingly sharpened and cleaned. A heavy, dark steel chain connected to the front and the back of her right pauldron lead over her chest and across her back (though under her cape) and attaches to the heavy, protective metal cover of her libram which rests against her left hip. The chains are long enough to allow her to reference the libram whenever she needs too.

= Personality =

Too long lurking among the unliving has made it difficult for her to interact with normal people. She doesn't seem to have much of an interest in them though with the exception of her friend Zendall, so speaking to others on a regular basis can be something of an awkward affair.

Aside from her awkwardness, she can be incredibly blunt and not have much about her in the way of manners or typical elven haughtiness. She tends to speak in a rather dead pan manner and you would be hard pressed to get her to seem interested in anything other then the living dead. She's not a bad person, but she is quite selfish in the fact that other then Zendall she acts mostly in favor of her own interests. If someone is in trouble and she is not otherwise occupied with anything too pressing she will help them, but when it comes to the small and unimportant stuff she usually can't be bothered. Background

= Family =

Mokou doesn't like to talk about her parents, so any questions regarding her past are usually answered with a varying selection of mumbled complaints including things like: "They had terrible naming sense.” "They are embarrassing and I got nothin' to say 'bout 'em.” "No they're not dead, it'd be nice if they were. At least I think they're not dead...” "What in the hell kind of name is Mokou?” "My home? Oh no way, I am not going back. That place is weird."

= The Undead =

As much as Mokou tries to separate herself from the oddity of her parents, she hasn't been too successful. The destruction of the Sunwell and the death of so much of her race at the hands of the Scourge left a lasting impression on her, and not one that would be expected. She developed an undying curiosity and fascination with the living dead, everything about them. From how they move despite the decay of the majority of their muscular system to the way the plague of Undeath affects their mind, everything about the living impaired fascinates Mokou. The Blood Knights were introduced shortly after she decided she would become an adventurer and gave her the perfect opportunity to pursue her interests. After all, the immunity Paladins receive to the plague of undeath would be one of the most critical tools to her future success of learning about the various types of zombies that plagued Azeroth.

Her interests in the undead and tendency to study them have given her strange habits. She finds it best to study them during the late hours of night when they seem to be more active but her normal duties as a Paladin in the daytime don't allow her to develop a nocturnal schedule. As a result she always seems to be on the verge of passing out due to limited number of hours she allows herself to sleep. Along with the sleep deprivation, she tends to visit the Undercity a bit too frequently and study the Forsaken that live there. She loves to talk to many of the citizens about their undeath, but unfortunately it seems to be a topic most of them are not comfortable in speaking about to some random Blood Elf Paladin who has no reason to be there. She has also developed a soft spot for the subjects of her studies, her normal obsessive fascination slowly mutating into adoration. She tends to shadow after the undead, be it a friendly Forsaken or a mindless, murderous member of the Scourge with emotions that could easily be translated as affection. Needless to say, it makes her a bit of an oddball.

= Early Adventuring =

When Mokou finished her training as a Blood Knight she joined a guild of adventurers and assisted in a number of grand struggles and adventures. She walked away from such encounters with a number of souvenirs in the form of armour and other enchanted items, but her reasons for assisting in such endeavors were slim and halfhearted at best. During her training she had pushed aside her original reason for joining the order and the reason remained tucked far from mind as she worked along side her companions. She wasn't unhappy by any means but neither was she satisfied with where she stood in life. While camaraderie, teamwork and the euphoria of beating insurmountable odds dominated the atmosphere of her guild, her interest and emotions were never stirred, as they should have been. Looking back on those times the best estimation as to why she struggled so hard along side them was merely to hone the skills she trained hard for and to prove her worth as a Paladin.

= Meeting Zendall =

A chance meeting in The Barrens was the driving force that allowed Mokou to reacquaint herself with her true passion in life.

She came upon a band of Gnomish bandits who seemed to have it in for an unfortunate Troll. Mokou may have been disinterested in the living but she still had her duties to uphold as a Paladin and as a result she came to the rescue of the troll hunter. Mokou managed to defeat the band of gnomes and send them running with the hunter's help and thus Mokou met who would become her first real friend: Zendall. Despite her uncertainty about Zendall, Mokou decided to stick with her while she finished her business in the Barrens to make sure the gnomes wouldn't return and as the time passed the conversation began to flow more easily and before she knew it she found herself with Zendall nearly all the time. Zendall's outlook on life of enjoying the simple things and striving for your goals and ideals no matter how inane they might be was something of an inspiration to Mokou. She eventually bowed out of her guild and took to her research of the undead in earnest. Zendall and Mokou continue to be nearly inseperable, though of course they have their differences, but the friendship is important to her even though she would never openly admit it.

= Current Events =

For now Mokou is just trying to keep the status quo in order, but there is no telling what sort of things may happen as time goes on.