Mauviette

Mauviette Sinclaire is a member of the Undercity Nexus. She is a Forsaken Feild Medic in-training.

Description
Mauviette is a recently raised specimen of undeath, still retaining much of her flesh with only some wear and tear. Her skin is hideously pallid, with tiny flecks of freckles remaining from life, and dark deterioration and decay has begun at her joints. In life, she might have been a wondrously healthy individual; in death, her toned and muscular form has diminished slightly,  and has stiffened through rigormortis. She moves rigidly at times, especially if she remains idle for too long, so it is common for her to fidget or get up and pace.

While Mauv has indeed retained much of her appearance thus far, it's not been in the most glorious of fashions. She held average attractiveness in life, and in death, while some of that's carried over, it's definitely going to waste away. Similar to the deterioration at her joints, dark patches of under-rot has appeared over her nose, lips, cheekbones, chin, around her eyes, at her ears, fingertips, and other outermost extremeties.

Mauviette's hair is shoulder-length, and extremely dark brown- almost black. It is usually tied back into a loose 'tail. It may have become a little dried out, but she seems to try to retain some normality, using oils to keep it flexible. It sometimes smells of something floral.

The soldier already bears wounds from the unlife:


 * A brutal slash has happened upon her face- it spans from lip to ear, creating sort of a one-sided glasgow grin. It is sutured expertly, though may seep ichor if irritated. She cannot smile, nor frown, with that side of the face- her expressions are all lopsided.


 * Hidden beneath her chestplate and abdominal armor is another wound.. she's been gutted, and has no more intestinal tract (and certain other organs) to speak of. It, too, is stitched shut, and when disrupted, trickles ichor.

The above wounds all bear decay at their edges, which degrades more quickly than other deteriorating areas.
 * Mauviette's head seems attached to her body by only a few inches of flesh at ner spine, and many careful stitches. The severing wound is jagged and irregular, as if attempts of decapitation had occured  over two or three different events.. the first of which being an older blow, of which might have originally been the cause of her death.

Mauviette, when duty calls, is clad in pale plate armor and the Nexus' tabard. She weilds an axe over any other weapon, due to it being the easiest tool to sever limbs for usage-- but carries on her person supplies that aid her in her mending tasks- such as vials of fresh ichor, binding salve, thick suturing thread, embalming fluid, and other objects.

When not performing duties, can be seen in civilian clothing- specifically, drab and tattered overalls and a workman's shirt. She claims it helps her distance herself from battle.

Background
Anton Sinclaire had once been a soldier in war- and after a crippling injury to his thigh, ended up in the infirmary for an extended duration. It was here where he met a peaceful nurse- Emma North. She had been risen in a spiritual manner, and had taken up volunteering hospice to those dying. Though Anton was not dying, she came to speak to him constantly, and their contact never ceased even when he was released.

They had fallen in love, and would be married in spring. They decided, however, that if they would be together, they would do so apart from violence. The injury sustained by Anton in the First War would keep him from being enlisted, so he had no issue with agreeing to a peaceful life.

Anton and Emma Sinclaire settled in Grand Hamlet in Southern Elwynn Forest, where they had one daughter- Mauviette. They thought they had evaded the horrors of war and made for a safe family, but soon after the Third War, darkness corrupted their home, and their lives changed drastically.

Emma, a devout follower of the light, was in the midst of the wakening of the dead at what is now known as Raven Hill. She had been leading a family in prayer when the corpse had leapt to life. She did not survive, and when Anton heard of this, he pushed into a protective nature over his young daughter.

Unfortunately, with rampant attacks of the mindless undead, the threat of vicious worgen howling in the night, the vow Emma and Anton had made needed to be broken, and the veteran took up arms along others in the night watch, hoping to keep his home and daughter safe. But Mauviette, impressionable, saw the transformation in her father and wished to help as well.

Dismayed by her desires and aspirations to become a soldier like him, he sought to bury her with a scholarly route, and tried to keep her far from the violence of battle. He went so far as to contact an old friend- a dwarven priest by the name of Elga Featherfall- to take her from what had become known as Darkshire, and to teach her a more peaceful way.

Mauviette was taken to Elga's home near Loch Modan, where she began a rather boring regiment of life and study. Unfortunately, peace would not be possible for long, and the student, after only a year had passed, was given another warden. Elga was called to the war in Northrend, and the dwarf, meaning well, left her charge to a friend of her own, a young human named Lyle Windsor.

Lyle had been one of the priest's other students, but he had also been enlisted as a protectorate of the Alliance. A soldier and training paladin, he was often called to perform patrols near undead-infested areas. He welcomed Mauviette into his home, located in the mountains, and though he was gone for days and weeks at a time, she was safe.

Unlike Elga, Lyle had no issue with allowing Mauviette to train, and even assisted her. She would be able to better protect herself in case trouble rose- that was how Lyle saw it. Even as he progressively mastered his place as a paladin, he sought to strengthen her- often allowing her to patrol the areas surrounding their hidden home. She could fit into his armor, as they were about the same size and height. And as the years trickled, she was more than a charge to him, and they began to fall in love.

It would all change, however, as things were prone to do. Lyle had gotten word that his sister was ill, yet was meant to depart to patrol the Arathi Highlands. Mauviette took the chance to step up, and offered that she perform his patrol for him. It was only meant to last the day, and she was confident. Though Lyle hesitated, he agreed. As he had many times before, he helped her into his armor, and they parted.

Mauviette had developed into a powerful warrior by this point. She knew, should trouble arise, she could defend herself. She could easily fool Lyle's partner, as well- a simple pretended cough, and the fellow soldier- a man named David- did not bother asking why 'he' was silent on his patrol. With no incident for the entire day, they sought a wrap-up by patrolling the ruins of Stromgarde.

It was here that they encountered three Forsaken- a warlock, a marksman, and a warrior. Battle ensued, and though David fell easily, the one wearing Lyle's armor powered through with unrelenting stamina. But she was no match for three seasoned soldiers of the Undercity; a critical blow by sword sent Lyle's helmet flying, leaving a grievous wound in Mauviette's neck. Revealed, she continued to fight for moments more, before she met her end.

But because of her spirited fight, and the trouble she had caused.. she was taken.

When word got out of the incident, Lyle was disgraced- but he cared not. Mauviette was missing, and his guilt was overpowering. All that was found of her was a blood-splattered helm- Lyle's own- and he grieved. Though he searched the area, and even dared to travel close to enemy territory to look for signs of a cannibalized corpse- he could find nothing.

Lyle, not at all hesitantly, sought to travel to Darkshire. There, he met Anton, and explained the situation. Anton was, of course, furious. There were blows exchanged, but ultimately, they agreed to search the highlands together.. but gave up, knowing well enough that it was a lost cause. Anton, in his grief, demanded Lyle vow to stay and help him defend the ailed town of Darkshire- and honorably, Lyle did indeed follow through with the vow.

Meanwhile, Mauviette's body had been kept, preserved and somewhat 'repaired' by one of the bodysnatchers- the cruel and tainted warrior known as Executor Desrind Monroe. With terrible delight, he brought Mauviette to Deathknell and had her risen as one the undead. At first, there was anger- she attempted to attack him- but soon, it fell into horror and shock, as she realized her situation. After vowing to destroy him for what he'd done, he left her alone at Deathknell.

Now, Mauviette must cope with this new turn of events.. hopefully with the same strength as she bore in life.

Recent Events

 * While trying to reach out to her father for help and comfort in her situation, Desrind intercepted Mauviette efforts and attempted to warn her that she would only be putting herself at risk. She ignored him and continued in her task, surprising her father and lover both- and was immediately attacked in an effort to put her out of her misery. Desrind conveniently arrived in time to save her, and after slaying Anton, aided Mauviette in escaping. Lyle has vowed to destroy the both of them, and Mauviette no longer wishes to destroy Desrind.
 * Mauviette was called out to the March on the Highlands campaign, in order to help the Undercity Nexus- along with multiple other groups- defend Arathi from invading Alliance armies. There, she aided in battle in the fight for lumber at the Witherbark village, and in escorting a plague carrier, but was loudly contested afterwards by Desrind Monroe for not killing her foes- she had only incapicated them, in both battles. Desrind demanded she kill someone at next light of battle, lest she be labeled for treason.. at which point she knew she no longer had a choice. While Horde forces were chasing down a fleeing Alliance convoy, she desperately tried to slay a champion of the Light- knowing damn well Desrind had his eyes on her. The champion and Mauviette were toe-to-toe, but the latter eventually fell, taken down by a searing assault. The campaign was won, and Mauviette recovered enough to depart.

Personality
Mauviette, in life, was a cheerfully outgoing, determined, strong-willed individual, often rebellious against her superiors in an eager attempt to pursue her own path. However, in undeath, events and trials have effectively shifted her into being crookedly different.

She is no longer so outgoing as she was before, merely watered down to a bold individual. Not at all timid, Mauviette speaks up and acts when she feels she needs to. Her determined nature has twisted into desperation- she longs to accept undeath, and be accepted among her fellows in undeath. Often, however, she may fall short- hesitant as she adapts.

Her strong will has taken a nosedive, rebelliousness literally beaten out of her when she refused to kill in battle. Though she still tries to be independant, she constantly believes herself to be without choice in many multiple circumstances. Though she once blamed Desrind Monroe for this, now she blames herself- and the living who come against the undead. This has created a hopelessness in her, leading often to depression.

Her cheer in life has diminished greatly, and she has become a somewhat bitter individual, morose and easily depressed. Finding a bright side in unlife has been difficult, and she lacks her own dreams or goals. She has a list of ideas- things she's debated trying, now that she is undead- but unfortunately, has given up on any of them.