Cyrgan Black

Short Background
Cyrgan was born in Gilneas City. The first years where quite okay, but then the wall was built. His parents were merchants, they weren't rich but they were healthy. And healthy people were needed for building the wall. When that was finished.. well without the influx of goods a merchant can't earn money. Poverty struck, and soon Cyrgan found himself on the streets begging, but begging to people which were not better off themself. Walled Gilneas was not for the poor. Finally he found a gang of street urchins to belong too. Because his parents had been better off before the wall was built, he was the one with the best education, so he became "The Professor" which nevertheless was a joke more than an actual title. Anyway he became the tactician, while his younger sister was "the muscle". Together their gang at least made sure they had something between the teeth. After stealing a book of herbalism and Alchemy from a cart, he became interested and started to investigate, even furthering his status as the "brain" of the gang. Alas.. it would have been better if this had never come to pass. When the scourge hitand he was bitten by a worgen, he, with profound halfknowledge, tried to concoct a potion to fight the curse... it didn't work of course, yet had major side effects with the one he got later from the night elves. Its now the human form that easy to anger, the human form that is prone to loose all self control, while he is in full control while being in worgen form. He hadn't changed back since... the incident. And that was years ago.

Appearance
A dark, rather brawny, grey furred worgen, towering 2.23 meters tall. The fur on his back seems even darker, almost black, while becoming lighter and whiter on his chest, revealing the pitch black worgen skin underneath, where it becomes visible beneath the leather armour.

His blueish wolven eyes are alert,and his behaviour displays determination, as there seem to be no causeless movements at all. A dangerous attitude, vibrant and not fully suppressed, is not to be ignored, and the points of his sharp fangs, which part the black lips of his muzzle sightly, as much as the huge claws,which are weapons in their own right, doesn't help to silence this impression.

Quotes
"You might wanna think that through again..."

* sarcastically* Yeah... we could build a wall around the human kingdoms to be safe from the demons... That worked so well the first time.

"We get along like Greymane and Windrunner..."

Recent Goals

 * 1) Helping to stop the burning Legion
 * 2) Finding a cure for his worgen curse