Le Monte Malsinkar

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About: Le Monte Malsinkar lived a charmed childhood. At a young age, the young lad was taken to the Darkmoon Faire by father, and there the child grew fascinated with entertainment in all of its forms. Shortly there after his visit, little Monty began collecting stories and skills that would prove vital to becoming a world class entertainer.

By the time the boy was 10, he was working for the local inn keeper, collecting tales and tricks from travelers that happened to stay there. It was during the next visit of the Darkmoon Faire that would forever change his life. As the Faire came and went, Monty gathered his things, committed his tales to memory, and joined the Faire.

As a member of the Faire, Monty learned many more talents, especially in acting. This would be quite beneficial as Monty found himself traveling all across Azeroth. During one such journey, Monty found himself a captive of the Bloodsail Buccaneers. If not for his acting skills and his boisterous charisma, Monty would have surely been shark bait. Befriending the captain, Monty soon found new tales to tell as well as new skills to help him survive in the harsh reality of the world. Due to this lesson from the school of hard knocks, Monty learned the finer points of being a rogue, but more along the lines of the gallant albeit cowardly, swashbuckler.

As Monty grew older he drifted away from his friends in the Buccaneers and turned his aspirations back to acting. Finding a troupe of actors, Monty found new life that inspired him to greatness. His crowning achievement even led him to perform the play “Romeo & Juliet” in the theater at Karazahn. But fate being the fickle woman she is soon brought hardship along with the fame. Morty turned to drinking to grasp the reality of a new role in a play, but his method acting took a turn for the worse. His troupe left him, taking all of his earnings and Monty was forced to work on his own as a street performer to make ends meet.

Finding his way to the streets of Stratholme, Monty performed tricks and told stories for a meager living. Unfortunately once Fate had decided to pick on him, she had not decided to let up. One day while performing on the street, the gates of Stratholme were locked down unexpectedly as Prince Arthas and his knights stormed the city, killing innocents as the streets began to fill with undead. Fearing for his life, Malsinkar tried to flee only to meet with the business end of a great hammer.

Malsinkar woke years later to find all of Azeroth changed by the ravages of war. He, now a member of the walking dead, the former actor decided to put to use the skills he had once been taught by his old pirate friends. Now, having joined with the order Aeturnas Trinitas, he has set out to re-discover a world that has long forgotten about him.

Titles: None
Nicknames: Mal, Monty
Age: 30 (At time of death)
Birthday: (Re-birthday) October 31, (Actual) April 1
Race: Forsaken
Gender: Male
Hair: Black
Skin: Formerly Caucasian, now pale grey…what’s left of it…
Eyes: Milky yellow
Height: 6’ (unhunched)
Weight: 125 lbs.
Place of Residence: None, as a former traveling performer, Malsinkar is quite used to having no true home and rests wherever he stops and calls no one place home.
Place of Birth: South Shore
Place of death: Stratholme
Known Relatives: None
Occupation: Former traveling actor, now Adventurer
Likes: Jokes, plays, long exaggerated stories, disguises, the living
Dislikes: Losing body parts, bones sticking through new clothing, being undead, dogs
Favorite Colors: Bright colors, i.e. reds, greens, blues, whites, yellows
Weapons of Choice: Swords or daggers
Hobbies: Acting, singing, telling stories, being other people.
Physical Characteristics: Malsinkar stands at what looks to be around 5’8”, mainly due to his skeletal hunching over. The man himself has a fairly athletic build of someone who is involved in extensive physical activity. Although undead, unlike many others, Mal tends to keep himself immaculately clean, even going so far as to polish his protruding bones.
Archetype: Trickster
Motivation: Discovery
Personality Traits:
Melancholic:
Positive: Creative, Artistic, Faithful, Honest
Negative: Stubborn, , Trusting, Wrathful
Sanguine:
Positive: Charismatic, Confidant
Negative: Sneaky, Cowardly
Pole to Pole 1: Cowardly to Heroic
Pole to Pole 2: Sneaky to Trustworthy
Misc. Quirks: Malsinkar is constantly preening. Even due to his “deteriorating appearance, the man is constantly at odds in keeping his clothes and equipment in tip top shape. He is very distractible as well and is know for starting a conversation and finding a story or play or joke that relates to the situation. He is now as a Forsaken, oddly enough deathly afraid of dogs.
Views on the other races:
Horde:
Orcs: Far nobler than I would have assumed back in the day. If I’d known Arthas was going to kill everyone in Strat back then, I would have changed sides earlier…
Tauren: Fine chaps as long as you’re on the right end of their horns.
Blood Elves: Oh how the mighty have fallen. Reminds me of this play I was in once…
Trolls: A very interesting culture. That is as long as they don’t go back to putting people in the stew pot…
Forsaken: How passé. Not like being dead isn’t bad enough, but do you have to be so damned moody as well? For Light’s sake, cheer up!
Alliance
Humans: Eh, I had my day. Lately they’re a pain in the arse. Yeesh, lose a war a few times and it goes to your head.
Gnomes: Ew, ew, ew, ew!!!! These things creep even me out. Well, so do gators, small dogs, large birds, troll women... Maybe I should stop talking…
Night Elves: Someone got on the wrong side of the side. Everyone knows purple isn’t even fashionable as a skin tone. Yeah I said it. Least you lucky bastards have skin!
Dwarves: Man, if I still drank to have a good time, these are the guys I’d be partying with. Drunken dwarves tell some of the best stories.
Draenei: What happens when you cross outer space, a jackass, and the Alliance? Neither do I but those things are ugly! Those things have more tentacles coming off their heads than the fresh catch at the docks at Booty Bay!

Quotes: “In my former life, I was…<insert dramatic pose> An ACTOR!!! Seemed to be my only resort as my skills with the dramatic weren’t quite enough to get me into politics…”

“Does anyone know a good way to get wine stains out of flesh and bone?”

“What do you mean what crawled up me and died? Unlike most Forsaken, I bathe regularly!!!”

“Hmmm, he’s a big one… You distract him while I run… Yes, for help… Of Course… *shifts eyes back and forth* Yeah, that’s the ticket…”