Name: Vekka Blightvile
Occupation: Undead Pirate
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Affiliation: Former Scourge Fleet, joined the Forsaken out of boredom.
An Undead Pirate who joined the Forsaken out of boredom after the Lich King’s will waned, their life before death is splintered into many stories and maddened recollections. Now Vekka, in their insanity, seeks to build up a power base to become the terror over land and sea. Fortune favors the Infamous.
Name Vekka Vileblood
Occupation Undead Pirate
Alignment Neutral Evil
Affiliation Former Scourge Fleet, joined the Forsaken out of boredom.
'There was once a noble family that owned vast swathes of lands on the easternmost corners of Lordaeron, wealthy as they were the head of the household earned his fortunes in the wars against the green skins. And they sired one, bright little promising girl with golden lockes of hair and bright eyes the color of the seas themselves. They lived in peace by the oceanside, that was until… They, came. The Undead surged across the eastern fringes from their mighty hosts, spilling death and disease across every inch of ground they tread on. The armies did all that they could, but none were able to stop the march of the hungry dead - her parents, slaughtered in the coming storm even as her father had cut down many rotting monstrosities in his wake only to be raised into the service of death. Now bound to the damned, he took his sweet little girl by the neck and cast her from the edge of the cliff down, into the sea’s she loved so- Eugh, wait hold on…
‘There once was a proud Kul Tiran ship captain, daughter to a lineage of proud admirals with blood red hair upon her head and eyes that swirled like the might of the maelstrom itself! Many were her accomplishments, her crew the scourge of pirates and the enemies of the liv- Human!..Kingdoms, until one day she came before the might of a large Whale Shark. Her ship fought bravely against the power of the leathery beast, large gaping mouths of serrated teeth against the blast of gunpowder and cannon shot! Alas, when the final blow was struck - the beasts ail burst from the water and came crashing down upon the fair maidens ship, capsizing it directly into the Maelstrom’s swirling gates to Neputolons locker… I wouldn’ lose to ah’ bleedin’ whale sha…
The sound of scratching paper, the redrawing of the tales begin once anew…
‘Tabatha Whitevein, noble paladin of the Scarlet Crusade and defender of Lordaeron rode out across the blighted fields of the great battle against the undead scourge on a… A gryphon! A warrior trained since the day she became of age by her father, an ailing war hero and harbinger of the Holy Light she was tasked by her order to lead the Scarlet Crusaders into the thick of the Scourge stranglehold or die trying… Wait…’ Or was it a Wyvern…
‘A gambler down on his luck and in with the sharks of the cartels, came across an ancient box of ancient powers that whispered to him from the depths of the oceans, it told him where to seek the fortune he would need to-’ No!
‘Falindra… Er… Featherperson! Ranger General of Silvermo-’ Wait ah’ don’t have them long ears…
This is the tale of the LUSTY MOONKIN-
Ya’ know… What bein’ dead an’ all and the voices in my head, memory is a harrd thing to come byyy…
A few boney clawed fingers come dancing their way across a wooden surface, tick tacking their eery motions up against the felt cloth of a nearby tri-tipped hat. Dainty bleached digits brushing off the dirt and web from it’s edges. A gleaming metal skull, pinned to the side accompanied by red feather and a black rose motiff.
"But… All the voices, all of em’ agree on One. Thing."
The undead places the hat on her hair, black oily hair spilling out from it and one burning yellow eye peaking out from under the black leather straps bounding her face.
"Sailll the coast… Plunder the Living… Become Infamous!"
A slow cackle rolls off her blackened tongue.
SQUAWK! PLUNDER THE LIVING! PLUNDER THE LIVING!
A skeletal bird falls to pieces after being hit with a blunt, thrown object.
"I’S ALREADY SAID THAT!"