Beckyann Eastberg Description/Profile

Beckyann Eastberg is a type of undead human known as a Death Knight. This includes the typical features of this type of undead, including unnaturally glowing eyes, lack of most living bodily functions, and an unnatural voice.

Height: 5'4”

Weight: 135 lbs

Eyes: Scourge Blue

Age: 24 years

Home: Stormwind

Birthplace: Corin's Crossing

Physical Description:

At first sight Beckyann seems like any other citizen of the Alliance. With golden blonde hair and a tan complexion, she is typically dressed in colorful and well-maintained plate armor, a long blade sheathed on her back or two smaller blades sheathed at her hips. Her armor tends to have rather extravagant filigreed designs on it in gold or other precious metals, and may be covered by a tabard of the Alliance or one of the many other orders that serve Alliance territory depending upon what duty she has taken up for the Crown. Often she may have pouches or other objects strapped to her belt, likely holding components for spell casting. A few of the objects appear to be books, and one might assume that they were prayer books based on their size and shape as well as her well-cut appearance.

As one comes closer, it begins to become obvious that the first impression of this woman was false, and that everything about her is a carefully maintained facade that fails to stand up to close inspection. Although she is indeed wearing well maintained plate armor, it is clear from the first glance into her unnaturally glowing blue eyes that there is something wrong with her. The smile that graces her face contains a subtle undertone of malice behind it, and her golden hair is faded, appearing almost brittle at times despite being carefully arranged. The objects at her belt which one might have assumed were used by a paladin or light-worshiper appear more ominous upon closer inspection, with the books having tattered leather covers covered in disturbing glyphs.

Her lips are a bluish-black, either from being painted that way or as the result of a natural condition, and beneath her tanned skin her veins are clearly visible, their sickly coloration indicating underlying ailments that are not reflected in her movements or demeanor. Her chest rises and falls irregularly, and if one looks long enough, one might notice that she goes long stretches without appearing to breathe normally.

After spending only a moment in her presence one could easily come away with the impression that this woman may no longer be amongst the living, despite the fact that she is walking amongst them.

History:

The only child of rather poor parents, Beckyann was born in Corin's Crossing. She lived a relatively peaceful life, with her early childhood being typical to other children in the region. When she became a teenager, the first hints of her future path revealed themselves in the signs that she might have some skill with magic. Unfortunately, her parents did not have the coin needed to send their daughter off to Dalaran for formal training. The young woman was forced to learn as best she could, studying what fragments of magic she was able to read about in the limited archives of Corin's Crossing.

Just before Beckyann reached adulthood, her parents took ill and passed away. Determined not to let the tragedy destroy her, the young woman took the remaining coin that she had managed to scrape together and, combined with what little her parents had left her, traveled to Dalaran. After some struggle, she was able to catch the ear of one of the mages of that city and demonstrate her talent for the Art. She was given formal training, and allowed to work off the cost as an apprentice for several years. She worked as hard as she could at her lessons, sacrificing everything else in her one driving goal not to die in poverty as her parents had done. She made few friends during this time, her obsession driving her onward.

After her training was complete, Beckyann became lucky and was able to find a position in one of the noble houses of Lordaeron, serving as the resident mage for the Woodbury family. It was around this time that the first hints of plague began to show themselves amongst the populace of that nation.

The reaction to the spread of the plague and the rise of the undead varied depending on where one was located and how one viewed the word. Some took their own lives, while others tried to flee to safe havens that would, in time, also be overrun by the undead. For the Woodbury family, the reaction was simple; they would use their vast fortunes to find a way to protect themselves with magic. To this end, they assigned Beckyann to the task of researching the plague and the magic behind it, sparing no expense. The young mage took this task up with gusto, her desire to prove herself and gain fame and power driving her onward.

Beckyann took several of House Woodbury's guards and research assistants with her and went out into the most plague infested portions of Lordaeron, convinced that her magic and the might of the men-at-arms with her would be sufficient to protect her. Her arrogance and naivety would be her downfall.

There was no salvation for Lordaeron. The kingdom was falling to undeath even as Beckyann's expedition set out. The further into plagued territory they passed, the more often they came under assault until overwhelming waves of undead washed over them. Desperate, Beckyann and her retainers fought back, using magic and blades to hold off the inevitable as long as possible. Eventually they were overrun despite the mage's power, and Beckyann found herself in the clutches of the Cult of the Damned.

Eager to understand the research the young mage had already made into the plague, she was subjected to questioning under torture. The process was brutal and was regrettably not short, leaving her body and spirit broken before she finally passed into death. This was not to be the end however, but the beginning of a new life.

Her research into the plague and the necromantic magic that spawned it was brilliant, as was her defiance under questioning. Despite her naivety, it was clear that she would make a valuable asset to the Scourge. She was raised as a Death Knight, and served the Scourge legions until the battle at Light's Hope, where she finally regained her free will and the burning desire to become more than she had been.

Eager now to expand her own power and find her place in the world, Beckyann has returned to the world of the living to find her place there; and to further her own private research into the dark arts that she has been imbued with.

Motto: Life and death is a cycle, a pattern that we are no longer a part of.