Abatha
| Character Profile | |
| Name | Abatha Valdes |
| Gender | Male |
| Race | Pureblood |
| Class | Cleric |
| Age | 22 |
| Religion | Life |
| Played By | Sam |
Now this is the story of about how, My life got flipped - turned upside down, And I'd like to take a second to go over my strife, I'll tell you how I became a cleric of a goddess called Life.
In southern Albion, born and raised, In a castle was were I spent most of my days, Worshiping life and being noble was cool, 'Till my dad packed me off to the wizard's school.
Now an army of Frysians were being quite bad, Went to war in Aberddu and murdered my Dad, And then my dear old ma, consumed with the hurt Threw herself of a tower for a date with the dirt.
With both my 'rents dead I was feeling quite blue, Started looking round college for something to do, And reading in the library, it occurred to me That I might bring 'em back with some necromancy.
So I channeled the Void in room one night, And the power of the dead gave me rather a fright, I opened a gate, and then lost control And ended up with a void spirit possessing my soul.
I got kicked out of college, rather a bum, So now I had no dad, no school and no mum. And this nasty little critter inhabiting me So with all that shit upon I set out for Aberddu.
I arrived at the guild about seven or eight And I yelled out to Gabriel "What-ho crazy fucker!" Looked at my peers, and went slightly white Yet still somehow managed to get through the night.
After a couple of months as a mercenary With only the void be channeled through me, And being real emo 'cos I still worshipped life Getting captured by Frysia was the end of my strife.
Now after a week in a Frysian clink, And the tender attentions of my troll cell-mate Grink, Me and my friends managed to make our escape, Leaving behind all the horror. And rape.
But sadly my leg was all broken and smashed, Amputation was the answer: it was totally trashed. But lucky for me came some intervention In the form of a cleric with regeneration.
After growing my leg back, which was real agony I got the lovely cleric to exorcise me And in the face of life's power, Cornelius fled Taking with all my magic to do with the undead.
But I wasn't to down, it was really quite sweet I'd never liked the void, being free was a treat And after an angsty background of bitter pain and strife I started an angtsy career as a cleric of life.
Fun Facts
Abatha once punched a baby because it reminded him of Elyas.
Abatha has never once felt love or affection for another human being. He was faking that one time.
Abatha's friends have all died or vanished. He refuses to consider Elyas a friend.
Abatha came expecting to find a man. But instead, he found a god.
--Darkskye 09:44, 8 February 2008 (UTC)
