Marcus Kilbrook

[Marcus the Gallant]
Marcus Kilbrook (Born Marcus Williams Kilbrook, 28 April, 9 L.C.) is a distinguished Warrior of the Light, a paragon of Gallantry. some revere him as a Barbarian hailing from Stromgarde and some praises him for his barbaric practices. He's known for his undying diligence and his unhealthy obsession with the path of vengeance. He's a man with a stable military background which has landed him with an opportunity of being a Knight of Brotherhood of the Horse.

Marcus begins his Military Career by joining the Argent Crusade, rose through the ranks during Wrath of the Lich King and unfortunately, the Argent Crusade soon became nothing but a noble blip shortly after the Fall of the Lich King, or at least his perspective. Marcus departed to join the Grand Alliance Army to continue pursuing his dreams. Marcus is a fierce warrior that shows initiative to participate and aid the Alliance in many battles as he can muster, especially when it comes to face to face with the Horde. The only two dreams he pursues is reclaiming Stromgarde along with Trollbane & Arathorian kins and driving trolls to extinction.

Currently, he is the last Swordsman of the Four Kilbrook Swordsmen. He's slowly transitioning from Paladin to Warrior after nearly lost his life in a recent event and solely seek to redeem himself.

[Physical Appearance]
Standing at a height of six foot three inches, Marcus is equitably tall. The size is one of some traits that Kilbrook Family possessed. The Strom's body, riddled with scars through cruelty, training, and sacrifices. Unlike the soldiers of war, Marcus isn't self-conscious about the scars. His physique compliments these countless scars on his sturdy frame. Also, his blue eyes, blue as an ocean does him a favor by luring people's gaze away from his scars. Ironically, for a person with many scars, he constantly grooms his hair. Marcus also has a strong, king jawline with a defined, square chin which is covered by his bushy beard. The Gallant can be seen adorned in a durable and yet, exquisite family armors with color palette matching the Stromgarde's colors with the Tabard symbolize the sigil of House Trollbane.

[Personality]
As a Knight and as a Lord, Marcus is a man who can normally either be found with his head buried in a dusty holy tome or be sitting among his friends involved in a heated drinking game. As a Lord, he could really be described as a man of honor, as he is a creature of cunning and manipulation, although he is also a man of respect and strong ideals. Haunted by how Stromgarde turned out to be... His home still inhabited by Ogres and Forest Trolls... He risked all for his homeland, Marcus is completely devoted to the reclamation and redeem Stromgarde.

While many men are zealots of their church and faith, Marcus a zealot to his nation, his own home. On a dozen occasions, he has made use of ruthless, less than honorable tactics to see lands claimed under Stromgarde Banner and his own goals realized, both on and off the battlefield. Although, Marcus has become a man widely known for his efficient, yet reckless actions, so many of the rumors about him are believed to hold at least some truth. As a book enthusiast, he has read countless literature, mostly War & Military literature and also... He has gained the abilities to formulate strategies and led many victories for the Grand Alliance and Stromgarde. Marcus has learned the abilities to manipulate and persuade the others to share the same vision and ideologies with him, he imposes himself as a rational man who slowly embraces his family's barbaric traditions of Trollslaying.

Birth of Marcus Williams Kilbrook
Many hours. Many had been spent on the arrival of the Kilbrook’s third child. They had waited patiently until the time had come. Elizabeth had strained for a long while, screaming in agony before it had all come to a blissful end with the breaking sound that was Marcus’ first cry. The day was April 28th, 9 L.C. The newborn had been welcomed into the world by his two elder brothers, Benjamin all, the heir to the House Kilbrook, and Galahad, as well as his parents Elizabeth and Benjamin Jr. The doctor handed the infant to his mother, wrapped in a soft fleece blanket, allowing her to tend to him accordingly. She murmured in a soft tone, as to prevent startling the babe. “Marcus.” Benjamin Jr. gave a firm nod in agreement, clasping a large hand onto the woman’s shoulder. “You’ve done well, my love. Rest now.” The man muttered before taking the child into his arms and to the nearby fireplace. He sat in the rocking chair, chuckling. “Welcome, young Marcus. Just like my dream, you’ll be disliked in the beginning. Spat upon and return you shall give them flowers. Beatings rewarded with hugs. You will become a great knight- One who harbors indomitable faith, an unbreakable spirit and be a man with great determination. Then, within time, the people shall respect you, befriend you, as well as love and accept you as their own. You bear the middle name of your great ancestor, Wolfgang Marcus Kilbrook, the Conqueror and just as he predicted, a prophecy... A Kilbrook who bore his name shall surpass him and all those of Stromic and Alteraci origins. -You- Marcus, will surpass all of us.”

And thus begins the story of Marcus the Gallant.

Stromgarde's Downfall and Kilbrook's Uprising
Born in a wealthy family that possessed political power in the Kingdom of Stromgarde, House Kilbrook were a vassal house, served under House Trollbane, the father Lord Benjamin Kilbrook Jr, and mother, Lady Elizabeth Kilbrook. Shortly after Marcus's birth, a tragedy struck upon the Kilbrook Family and the other families, the Orcish Horde invaded the Kingdom of Stromgarde, brought Machine of Destruction and Ogres. The Horde brought such destruction to the beautiful kingdom and its cities, one by one. As they razed their homes, pillaged everything they found valuable... Butchered everyone, Marcus's parent gathered their armors and their weapons, the father instructed his two oldest sons with one of them carried Marcus as an infant to go down to the cellar and there lies a hidden tunnel that'd lead them to their safety.

After they have successfully trekked out of the war, rumbled in Arathi Highlands, the Kilbrook brothers ventured through the mountain behind Stromgarde Keep with the aid of their father's adviser. They boarded the ship, traveled to a city of Stormwind where they would be placed in the Orphanage. Marcus was a newborn infant and he required constant supervision, therefore Marcus was placed in a family. Marcus grew up in Elwynn Forest, served as a farmhand and also a squire as he reached into appropriate age with his adoptive father, a Military Veteran who happens to be a Farmer. For most of Marcus's youth, he did farm works, trained with his adoptive father. Unfortunately, his childhood wasn't pleasant... His presence was mocked, ridiculed and bullied by children of his age, soldiers and even the members of the Nobility. These harsh environment did not stop Marcus as he was trained into a skilled swordsman, Marcus learned several lessons which are, hand-to-hand combat, swordplay, and even fencing. Once he has reached to an age that he was deemed worthy to be squired by a professional in a class of his own choosing, the Military Veteran deemed Marcus emancipated and sent him to discover his own goals, his own dreams, and his desire. He was approached by a man who happens to be his father's old friend that apparently wanted to entrust Marcus under his care.

His life worsens under the care of Lord Alivaden, the father of the Alivaden Twins. He placed Marcus and his friends in an environment where the man is capable of providing a harsh training, a cruel one. Fortunately for Marcus and the others, the training only lasted few months until Lord Alivaden was apprehended and arrested. The reason why Lord Alivaden's training method is so cruel is beyond gruesome. Each one of them would train to the extent to the point it exceeds his expectation... Any signs of failure or the goal weren't met, the individuals would receive four whips on the back, four whips for each failure... For each failure, increase the chance of them being malnourished. Marcus was least malnourished than the others when they were rescued by the Stormwind Officials. Marcus was placed under the Order of Silver Hand's care, brought him and train him in a safe environment and supervised, eventually it wasn't long until he became a squire to a Knight. Years and years as Marcus continued his training as a Squire, taking his swordsmanship to the new level and excel in wielding the Light. He has learned to use the Light to enchant his strength, speed, endurance with his comrades in the Silver Hand. Once Highlord Tirion Fordring founded the Crusade that welcomes everyone with open arms, including the horde. The Silver Hand vowed their dedication, lending a helping hand to the Crusade, providing them with men, armaments, therefore, their knights would have to train with the Horde. Marcus was reluctant to train with the Horde at first. Marcus almost committed an atrocity that would lead to his excommunication from the Silver Hand. The Officers offered him condolences and guidance, He began to cooperate with his comrades, training after training... From light training to extreme training... After going through thick and thin shared sweats and blood with his comrades, He wasn't aware that he finally understood the meaning of unity, unification over separation. He eventually started making friends with several Horde members.

Prologue
After hearing the aftermath of The battle for Light's Hope Chapel shook Marcus, appalled with the details provided by the survivors of the battle. A fear of the Lich King and the Scourge begins to grow within Marcus, but that didn't stop him from envisioning himself joining the Argent Crusade, also he was summoned to Northrend to continue his training there. He knew the time's coming close by for him to start fighting for the first time. The journey to Howling Fjord was rough on the young Crusader. He was inexperienced, he has never exposed to this kind of cold, the chilly breeze of Howling Fjord, slowly degrading Marcus's morale to fight, to train, and as well degrading his ambitious attitude. Alongside the Argent Crusade, followed Highlord Tirion Fordring, to their desired destination, knowing that their forces could be overwhelmed with countless numbers of the Scourges, their numbers dwindle more and more... diminishing hopes as their comrade fell before their eyes, despite his lacking Morale, Marcus would constantly raise their hope and force them to retain it with determination and faith. After their journey from Howling Fjord to Icecrown Citadel, the soldiers showed gratitude towards Marcus for being the radiating beacon of hope and bravery... From that point, Marcus finally begins to understand the significance of indomitability in both, outside or inside the battle.

Proving his worthiness
Marcus enlisted himself as a volunteer to assault the Icecrown Citadel, the officer declined his enlistment due to lack of experience, Marcus pleaded to allow him to enlist in a division that's responsible for the siege, therefore, he decided its the best if he signs up for the Tournament to demonstrate his skills. A  Knight of the lance and steed, it was perfect for Marcus. He's training to be a Knight, a riding training was included therefore he was at a huge advantage, thus that's where he met Noblesilver. While carrying the flame of hope and to encourage the squire within the Crusade to believe in themselves and make them realize that underdogs can rise within the ranks and become the Champions. Marcus was involved in several campaigns to strike against the Lich King, he was involved in Borean Tundra Campaign, Wintergrasp Battle, and Dragonblight Campaign Marcus became from Private to a Knight. Whilst adventurers of Alliance and Horde who was involved in Northrend Campaign would be tested in the arena of champions. Marcus continued to train and gave one last plead to the Officer to let him enlist in a Siege Division, he was finally accepted and placed within the squadrons. He was involved with the breaching of the walls of the citadel. Marcus was one of the invaders that ventured into the Icecrown Citadel with a group of adventurers to slay Arthas, the Lich King. He didn't partake in the fight against the Lich King, he was appointed to defend the Entrance that leads to the Frozen Throne from any scourges that attempt to come to its master's aid.

Discovering the Truth
After returning to the Light's Hope Chapel, he received a letter with Kilbrook Seal was handed to Marcus by his Trainer at Hearthglen, he opened and read through them, the letter's telling him that both of his brothers have been killed in action while battling at the Wrath's Gate and also that he was deemed to be an heir to the House Kilbrook. Also explaining to him that he hailed from a place, called Stromgarde.

Another letter was handed to him, it was from Benjamin the Third, explaining to him that Marcus was originally a son of Benjamin Kilbrook Junior and Elizabeth Kilbrook, a Lord, and Lady of House Kilbrook, a Vassal House that served under House Trollbane. They fought valiantly and died against the Orcish Horde invasion to protect their children. Also, they're leaving their immense wealth to him. "Marcus. Just like within our father's dream, you’ll be disliked in the beginning. Spat upon and return you shall give them flowers. Beatings rewarded with hugs. You will become a great knight- One who harbors indomitable faith, an unbreakable spirit and be a man with great determination. Then, within time, the people shall respect you, befriend you, as well as love and accept you as their own. You bear the name of your great ancestor, and just as he predicted, you shall surpass him and all those of Stroms and Alteraci origin.”. The last sentence of the letter is his plead, to avenge the Kilbrook and take back Stromgarde. After reading two letters, Marcus was in a shock, devastated, and overwhelmed with this discovery of his original family, thus he begins to mourn his fallen brothers and the flame of hatred has returned, burning ever so brightly.

Fourth War Campaign
After the Fall of the Lich King, Marcus and the other Knights returns to Light's Hope Chapel, from that point on, Marcus continues to train even further while the other Organizations purged the remaining Scarlets out of the Eastern Kingdom. The Crusaders were little to no match for the combined forces of the Argent Crusade. Even after their relentless war against the Scourge, the Argent's persevered. It was only a matter of days until the Scarlet's were driven out of from this World. Months after months, Marcus decided that he was content with his skills, therefore, returning back to Hearthglen and became an Instructor, training young squires how to excel in swordplay.

It didn't take long for the aged chapel to be rebuilt. The fortified walls were founded, surrounding the holy ground and a lasting peace was established in the grounds... So was Marcus's career as an Instructor to train the Squires, he felt that something was missing and decided to return back to Light's Hope Chapel and aid the Silver Hand once more by cleansing the remaining scourges in the Northern Region of the Eastern Kingdom and those surrounding and inside Stratholme.

For the rest of his life, Marcus would see himself continuing being a Knight of the Order, aiding the Organization by cleansing the Undead, purifying the blight that infested the ground, and many different things, he was hectic. A busy knight. He strayed so far, sinking himself into a workaholic, almost forgetting the true meaning of Life.

When the Forsaken Invaded Gilneas and at the same time the country was terrorized by a strange plague sweeping through the land, Marcus rallied with volunteers to aid the survivors by fighting back and giving them resources, food, shelters by providing transportation to escort them to Hearthglen or nearby cities that are safe. Marcus has fought against the Forsaken alongside the Gilneans... All of the bloodshed he has seen, all of the gilneans suffering through such a horrible time, it hurts him but he thought about his own home and how Gilneas was experiencing the same fate, he wouldn't stop fighting, he wouldn't give up until he was satisfied with the outcome. After the Forsaken met its defeat at the final battle of Gilneas, He led his squads to exterminate the remaining undead in Gilneas. After the event, Marcus was applauded for his amazing efforts and courage in Gilneas as it went through difficult times with the Worgen Infestation and Forsaken Invasion!

The Gallant
Clad in silver and blue, he comes riding through

The strong and the bold, of legends untold

The Paladin of our youth.

‘Twas there a young man armed with a bewitching sword

Our hero, the Gallant, he spoke unto them

my friend, my comrade, my brother in arms

He has cometh for them so,

He has searched high and low,

for his brothers in arm.

His black, charcoal hair, his stunning blue eyes that stare,

shall shine the fear on his foes,

The gallant young knight looked deep into their eyes,

pressing arm into his comrades' chest.

He protects them from the foes

They hear his heart beating as if he were afraid already,

And the Gallant confess.

He's petrified, but refuse to reveal

The brave young lord, the gentleman with a sword,

The Cavalier with a dashing physique.

Watching

Feeling

Knowing

The enemies are not as intimidating

as he thought they were,

Yet he watches and feels

Keeping them in the dark is the best way

Let them figure out for themselves

Let them know

For this is why he rushed

Wielding his blade,

He slew many of them

many flee in terror,

The Gallant

Watch his fallen foes

gasp for air

Drowning in their own blood,

The Orc crawls towards him

reaches for him as he,

rested his brute hand on his,

silver-plated boot and uttered

"Aka'Magosh Lok'tar....."

==== The Recognition ==== Citizen of Hearthglen recognized his efforts as a Knight of the Silver Hand, they invited him to a ceremony, it was an opportunity to be Knighted! Marcus was easily overwhelmed with a lot of support he received, he couldn't deny and attended the Ceremony. After the ceremony, he walked out of the Chapel with the title 'Sir'  and 'The Gallant' with him along with a badges, Cross of Llane.

=== Establishment of the County Campaign ===

The Lords
For Twenty-Eight years, Kingdom of Stromgarde remains in the hands of the Trolls and the ogres, they ran wild in the beginning but now, they've settled and bred, expanding their sects to Clans. Twenty-eight years, people were quiet and they waited for the Four Lords to mature and lead.

Several Legions of Volunteers has participated in this Campaign to make an effort to establish a civilization, a land near their home in hope to take a step closer to reclaiming Stromgarde and Arathi Highlands alongside with the Four Lords (Marcus Kilbrook, Welsh Blackscalp, Thalas & Bael'themas Alivaden, and Theodore Warluck). Lord Kilbrook has decided to claim the land once they've beached on the land between Arathi Highlands and Hillsbrad Hills. The men immediately begin working on building the Outpost.

Warluck's Folly (Offensive Battle)
The First Battle during the Creation of the Duchy, the Warluck's Folly. Warluck sent his Cavalries Divisions, ranging from Mounted Archers to Heavy Cavalries, using the wedge formation, a breaching formation to shatter the Trolls and Ogres' defense if they dare to counter-attack them. It was a pure massacre, The Cavalries fanned out, spreading across the Valley like a wildfire resulting in several hundred casualties. Therefore it did give them and others a chance to set up a defensive outpost.

Battle of Bear's Watch (Defensive Battle)
First Defensive Battle, once Warluck's Folley was in effect, the others had forged their path to the biggest watchtower of both Hillsbrad Foothills and Arathi Highlands, a tower that provides those who stands on top of the tower a visual prowess, allowing them to see as far as an eye can see around both countries. Once they've arrived, they began to build an encampment, a headquarter surrounding the tower. Weeks and weeks of building, they were greeted by a sect of Ogres with mallets, they breached through the wooden gate that they were nearly finished building it, swarming in and the men were in for a surprise, they did not have the time to gather their armors and their weapons, they must scavenge for weapons they could muster surrounding them and fight back fiercely, it was a gory battle, a lot of brain matters splattering everywhere, pieces of muscles or even eyeballs due to a blunt objects like Hammer, Sledgehammer, Mallets, and more! The Stroms and Alteraci succeed in defending their growing Headquarter.

Battle of Boar Run (Offensive Battle)
Kilbrook, Blackscalp, and Warluck led the second assault against the Horde of Forest Trolls meanwhile Alivaden Twins strike them from the behind and also Bronwyn's Ranger Corps strike them from the distance in order to take over the great hills, today known as the Warluck Hills, however despite that they have the advantage in the numbers but they're receiving casualties due to Trolls's quality and knowledge of this very hills, using traps and shamanistic magic against their foes, overwhelming the Humans. However due to the loud sounds of the battle and the constant, agonizing scream of the fallen echoes throughout the Hills which attracted the attention of the massive passel of large Wild Boars, the boar stampeded through the battlefield, thrashing their tusks towards everything that stands in their way, the tide of the battle has shifted greatly, the Troops were wearing steel armors from shoulder to toes but the trolls, in other hand.... Their battle attire isn't as durable as the humans, mostly bare-skinned like true savages they are.

So many Trolls were injured due to Boar's Stampede, many sustained permanent injuries and all is left for the humans to take them out of their miseries.

Striking at the Peaks (Offensive Battle)
"Let the hate flow through us all! They will remember this day... As the last day for these savages in Arathi Highlands! Soon enough... Victory for Stromgarde draws near!"

Blackscalp received a false intel from the Intelligence, informed him that the trolls planned something huge at the base of the Peaks, the plan could devastate the efforts of establishing the County greatly, without any questions, they gathered their men, and managed to convince Warluck to accompany him to the Peaks without Marcus's knowledge, both regiment launched a relentless assault against villages that were built on the Peaks, exterminating entire villages one by one, including the children. Once burning every single village, Blackscalp were appalled by the village's defense how they had so little to no defense as if they made no effort to fight back, only cowered in fear, waiting to be killed... Only to realize they were exterminating the innocent tribes up in the Mountain. They stopped what they were doing immediately, horrified with their own actions. Lord Kilbrook came along with squads of men, he didn't come to view the bloodbath but to finish the job. Marcus spring into action all by himself, being reckless, young Lord, he is while the Squadrons is someplace else, carried out the order. Marcus butchered these trolls as if they were flies,  It was that moment when the Lords realize, Marcus Kilbrook holds a very vivid image of his ancestor, Wolfgang Marcus Kilbrook. They weren’t built to fight, they were natives of Dafen'Zanzru, harvest resources to feed the Trolls that inhabited themselves in Stromgarde Keep but that didn’t stop Marcus from killing them in cold blood, he wiped out small villages until the arrows begin flying and piercing through his armors, seeping into his flesh. That realization Marcus had when he was struck by an arrow, some of them were trained to fight after all... He didn't stop there and would continue to slay them until the blood loss slows him down, he became slow and fatigued. Upon feeling the fatigue, he exited the "last" burning village with blood splattered all over his face, his armors and even his own blade. Every minute passed, he grew weaker and weaker, and eventually was brought down to his knees. Marcus had no choice but to wait, waited and waited until the adrenaline wears out. He slipped into an unconscious state, fortunately, the Squadrons found him and brought him back to safety.

Marcus was bedridden for a couple days due to blood loss and poisoning from the arrows, eventually, he woke up in the Infirmary in the Outpost with the Priest beside him, mend him back up to his feet. And also discovered that his cousin, the Second Kilbrook Swordsman, Gawain Kilbrook was killed in action during the Invasion of Dafen'zanzru by a Zandalari Wardancer by the name of Ja'lal the Red, who was apparently wanting to live a peaceful life up in the peaks and the invasion brought him back to his prime and went on a killing spree, Ja'lal was said to have fled, leaving no trace.

Blackscalp's Fall (Defensive Battle)
The Final Defensive Battle at the Outpost where the two lords, Marcus and Welsh reside, the Warlord sees this as an opportunity as "Kill Two Birds with One Stone.". The Warlord launched a massive offensive measure towards to this specific outpost, ignoring the Watchtowers and other outposts.

The Troops did not expect for them to be this reckless therefore they weren't prepared to defend, however, Marcus tried his best to gather around, rally his troops with Welsh and the love of his life, Bronwyn and prevent them from crossing the bridge. Bronwyn's Ranger Corps played a vital role in this defense by dismantling the horde of trolls from afar whilst Blackscalp Offensive and Kilbrook Battalion retaliated. Blackscalp Offensive lost majority of its men and women, therefore enraging Welsh, he bolstered his way across the bridge, into the heart of the swarm and let it all out, swinging his axe with all of his might and Marcus joined the fight with his brother in arm, his best friend that he grew up with. Unfortunately, Marcus's body gave out on him after he summoned 'The Awakening' in order to exterminate large numbers of trolls with one blow by wielding tremendous amount of light which enhance his strength, his endurance, and his speed, which he purposely overloaded it which he believed it'll bring more destruction to the Trolls but it was another way around. He only brought down hundreds, not thousands. Their men were forced to watch them getting tortured by trolls with rocks that they've picked up from the ground and constantly pounding them with it.

The Fate of the County (Final Battle)
After Welsh and Bronwyn's death, Marcus was bedridden, recuperating from severe wounds... He, soon became depressed, constantly feeling the guilt, feeling that he's at the fault because Welsh died, protecting him. The other lords gathered together including Marcus himself to discuss the future of Blackscalp Clan, once they've met every single day, planning further for the Duchy, The lords worked so hard to rally people, especially Blackscalp Offensive, commanding them to build defensive structures, build traps, craft armors and weapons... Readying themselves for more fighting and preparing themselves to avenge Welsh Blackscalp.

An intelligence has discovered something that suggests Trolls and Ogres are gathering en masse at Stromgarde Keep. They've relayed the message on Horses, on foot, and even on the roofs to deliver the message to the Three Lords. Marcus was the first to receive the relay, after taking all the information in. He summoned his friends to discuss this matter, Marcus strongly believed that the enemies were planning to flush them out of the County they were establishing, suggested to launch the Offensive Assault and finish them off. Alivaden Twins opposed his decision, stating that he's making a reckless decision and pleaded him to reconsider the plan, Marcus's emotions overwhelmed him, shrouded his judgment as he grieved for the death of Welsh and Bronwyn, not only HOPE that drives him to the successfully establish the County but vengeance as well. Marcus gathered all of the troops that he could muster and marched toward to Stromgarde Keep, despite his injuries. The others had no choice but to fall in with him, the final battle was a massacre, the trolls relentlessly fought back with all of their might. The Battle was the darkest hour for Marcus, Marcus basically sent his men to death in the battlefield, the sight was so horrifying that it opened Marcus's eyes once again that his emotions, his rage was clouding his judgment and ordered Retreat.

Neither the Trolls nor the Humans won the war, both side's casualties were too high for either side to declare victory, Marcus was forced to abandon everything that the humans had built so far, ended up retreating back to Stormwind City and inform the High King Varian Wrynn the news of the defeat.

The Inauguration
"We, the Stroms and the Alteracis, had fought valiantly in an attempt to claim the land to bring all of us closer to home and failed... We failed to restore its promise for all of our people and I failed you all, but I assure you... the efforts of our fallen Arathorian brothers and sisters will not be in vain, this... Is my promise to you all. Do not lose heart over a single defeat, we will determine the course of Stromgarde and the world for years to come. We will face challenges. We will confront hardships. But I trust that we will get the job done, we don't have to be afraid anymore... We underestimated these mighty trolls, we will not make the same mistakes and the next time we face them... Our faces will be the last thing they will ever see before they draw their last, dying breath.

No more shall we tolerate the members of the Horde, who arrogantly set their foot upon our lands and wreak havoc upon our beautiful landscape by building their horrendous structures and Lumbermills! For too long, they've run wild around Arathi Highlands, now it's time to start making effort to drive them back to where they came from! Send them back to HELL! They made a colossal mistake to leave survivors... Us. As long as the wolves are still alive, the sheep, the herd are NEVER safe! FOR THE ALLIANCE! FOR STROMGARDE! FOR TROLLBANE!

I, also vow that House Kilbrook will resume its service under House Trollbane once Stromgarde has been reclaimed!"

The Horror at the Broken Shore
After years of "Disappearance" Marcus has appeared once again once the Legion has made their return back to Azeroth, on the Broken Shore. He has volunteered to join the assault on the Broken Shore along with the Silver Hand and the Highlord. Once setting his foot on the Broken Shore along with the Knights, Marcus felt an Intimidating aura, it was overwhelming feelings and he wasn't the only person to feel that way. The Silver Hand was slaughtered within their landfall onto the shore; the Legion having been waiting and successfully lured them into the trap like a duck in a pen. Marcus, having joined the crusade onto the shore, managed to escape after escorting knights to their escape, for those who had been captured, he tried his best along with several knights to free every single one of them but failed to do so. The Silver Hand's only hope was for the reinforcement to arrive and aid them in the conquest of the Broken Shore, Alliance, and the Horde working together as Azerothian Force came to their rescue and begins banishing the demons back into their portals, they have stumbled across the Highlord, who fell into Gul'Dan's grasp. The horror as he saw the Highlord was sentenced to death by drowning into the whirling pool of fel, the Gallant's hope was shattered as his long revered leader, Highlord Tirion Fordring lost his life, Marcus as the Knight-Captain of the Silver Hand ordered a retreat because all hope was lost and there's no point in fighting the losing battle and he found spilling more blood to be unnecessary. After the Aftermath of the Broken Shore, The Order of Silver Hand has found someone worthy enough to take the reins and deemed them as the Beacon of Hope for the future of the Order. The new Highlord revolutionize the Order, welcoming the Light-wielding Organizations of both factions, Alliance, and the Horde to join in as one, Marcus swore his fealty to the new Highlord and would continue to serve the Silver Hand under the new Highlord. He was given an opportunity to attend to Fordring's funeral but he chose not to go because he doesn't see himself worthy to mourn the greatest paladin because of he wasn't in the right mindset back in the Broken Shore, branding himself as 'weak' that's how The Gallant perceived himself. Slowly, he'd begin to question the Light and how dare the Light allows this to happen.

Argus Campaign
Despite the uncertainty of Illidan's decision at the Tomb of Sargeras, the Alliance and Horde were determined to make use of it. Velen had called for both factions to convene at the Exodar, where they would make their push into Argus to finish the fight. Grand Artificer Romuul had finished progress on the Vindicaar and arrive on Argus to intercept the Army of the Light's vessel, the Xenedar. Once the Gallant has arrived at the assembly between the Betrayer and the Prime Naaru, Xe'ra along with the others, Turalyon, Velen, and even Alleria. The meeting of the Naaru and Illidan was unexpected, at least for Marcus. The moment that led the Betrayer to destroy her after she attempted to fill his vessel with holy light. Upon seeing Xe'ra destroyed, Marcus's hatred towards the Betrayer has returned, Marcus would have wanted to help Turalyon slay Illidan but the Prophet has made no effort to retaliate against the Betrayer after his unspeakable actions, Marcus chose to stand down. He became conflicted on the turn of events, he'd begin to question the existence of the Demon Hunters while Illidan lectured them all on independence from magical entities. The Betrayer's words continue to anger the Gallant, forcing him to draw out The Promise, standing there... he didn't make an effort to strike the betrayer but to stare at it and thought about killing him once this is all over.

Through the entirety of Antorus, the Burning Throne. Marcus ventured, alongside others such as Khadgar, Velen, Illidan, Magni, and other heroes in order to see The Burning Crusade's downfall. Their endeavors were successful, and the dark titan was sealed away for good.

The Ashes
The amount of time of a quiet life for Marcus and his beautiful wife and their children in the Sanguine Keep in the Kilbrook Estate was unfortunately shortlived as the Stormwind Messenger approached them with a scrolled parchment with Symbol of House Wrynn sealed onto it. The parchment itself explains that Marcus was being summoned to Stormwind City by King Wrynn regarding the Horde's aggressiveness in Ashenvale and pushing their way to Darkshore, leaving destruction and suffering in their wake. The letter also, states that the King deemed Marcus Kilbrook as a Knight-Captain of the Grand Alliance Army, acknowledging his bravery and dedication to the Grand Alliance.

Without any hesitation, Marcus gathered his armors and his blade, Kil'tahelar and trekked to Stormwind City to meet with the Military Personnel for the briefing before making his trip to Darkshore through the Portal provided by a mage but before, the Grand Marshal handed him an issued Knight-Captain Armors and as well a Sword. The Marshal appointed Marcus to lead a certain squad, a squad of Stromic Knights. Marcus, of course, was willing to wear it to show his pride of being part of the Grand Alliance Army and lead a squad. Upon stationing at the Darkshore, Marcus was appalled to see the number of civilians remained in Darkshore with the Horde closing in, the forest nearby was caught ablaze, the smell of the wood burning and the ashes blending with the air that he breathes. The cries of the Druids and the animals suffering in the forest. The Sentinel briefed him with the details, safe to say that Marcus has decided it was best to evacuate them immediately, ordering the squad to board the Civilians in the ship and send them for Darnassus. The smoke billowing from the distance seemed to get closer and closer, bigger and bigger and as well the air's getting thicker. It made it difficult for Marcus because he was busy running back and forth along with his brothers & sisters in arms, escorting the civilians to the ships to ensure their safety. There they were, the orcs emerge from the forest, running wildly like savages they are, cleaving the civilians and the sentinels down in cold blood.

Marcus looked over his shoulder with murderous looks, looking at the individuals in his squad, he lets out a frightening, bloodcurdling scream like a Barbarian. The squad bolstered towards the Horde, "For the Alliance, for Stromgarde, for Trollbane!" Marcus shouts as he lunged forward the unlucky orc, straightening his arms out, gripping onto the hilt of a giant Knight-Captain Claymore, the blade pierces through the skin, surfing as it leaves a thick, messy wound behind. As the weapons of both factions clashed with one and another, dropping bodies left to right, Marcus and his squad did their best of their abilities to buy civilians time to escape. It went on for a while and Marcus was already tired from swinging the giant claymore and wearing uncomfortable armors. The orcs took advantages of Marcus's exhaustion by swinging his mace against his knee, attempting to break the Trollslayer's leg, the legplate bends towards his knee, forcing his knee to slightly bend in the wrong way which led to Marcus screaming in pain, fortunately enough, his squad stayed close to each other, they came to assist him while the others were fending him off. As stubborn as a bull, Marcus refused to accept their help, refused to be a burden to the Squad, he helped himself up, the next thing he knew the sudden heat hits the squad from the back and the sound of flame roaring from the distance, Marcus has the chills in his spine, taking a courage to look over his shoulder and eyes widens as his eyes capture the reflection of Teldrassil burning.

Battle for Lordaeron
(WIP)

Homecoming
Marcus was unaware of the Grand Alliance and some organization's operations to reclaim Stromgarde until the news was brought up to him by Lucan the Adamant, his last living cousin who was stationed in Stormwind City, only temporarily to recruit able-bodied troops to either join the League of Arathor and volunteers to join their efforts to drive the Horde out of Arathi Highlands, hence reclaiming Stromgarde. Marcus enlisted himself into the League of Arathor as a Volunteer. It was a long, stressful progress and eventually, the Champion decided it was fair to station his Knight, allowing him to join with the League of Arathor in an effort to reclaim Arathi Highlands in the name of the Grand Alliance and the High King Wrynn, himself. Little did Marcus know, he was little too late... Stromgarde was reclaimed but the battle still rages on in the Highlands, the Gallant was disappointed that he was not included in the reclamation of Stromgarde, however, he'll do his best to make it up by slaying the Horde and drive them out of his homeland. At least it is better this way so he wouldn't have sent any of his comrades to death, the memories of his personal campaign to claim a land scarred him forever, haunting him. The only thing that soothes his frightening flashbacks is a reminder that they did not die in vain.

The Gallant's Downfall
The Gallant knight soon faced yet another near death experience, as one might imagine a knight does frequently. Stationed in Nazmir under the charge of Commander of the Grand Alliance, Marcus was tasked to survey a Search & Rescue mission to recover the missing spy.

Thrust once more into the fray, Marcus finds himself standing alone, put into yet another situation where his wits are being tested by fate. Narrowing his eyes, he meets the gaze of the enemy as he carefully grasps on to the hilt of his sword. He shifts his blade into boar's tooth carefully. The Gallant exhales, thinking about his daughter back at home, his lips curls into a smirk as he reminisces her smile. "My little trollslayer, forgive me," the tears begin to roll down his cheeks, as the pain of knowing how his death will devastate his daughter hits his heart.

The next thing Marcus knows, savages circle around Marcus, expanding the space. The Gallant rotates, maintaining his stance. He grows perplexed upon noticing one of the trolls was different; judging his skin as pale with death and marred with unique markings. Their gazes meet and the troll manages to send chills down Marcus’s spine. A lump begins to develop in his throat, it wasn’t long until Marcus recalled the story of a Nazmani's Boogeyman.

"Za'mot the Red..." Marcus called him out. Za'mot leaps toward him, realizing Marcus knew his identity. Marcus's eyes widen as Za'mot embeds his swords deep into his flesh. The Strom grunts in pain, his hands lose their grip on the blade, and blood begins flowing out from the corner of his mouth. Marcus' brows twitch, gazing upon the towering troll in horror.

Za'mot, with a ghastly smile, was delighted to see Marcus squirm in horror.

The Nazmani Boogeyman finally speaks, boasting of his perceived victory, "Not so gallant now, Mistah Gallant?"

The troll’s words manage to make him chuckle, and Marcus’ face softens up as if this very moment is a bliss to him. “Heh… I’ve had worse," he hocks a bloody loogie and spits on his face, egging him on. “You can kill me, but you cannot diminish the pride that I bring for Stromgarde and the Kilbrooks. Right now, my ancestors are looking down at me, smiling. Can you say the same about yours?” Marcus chortled through his nostrils. Simply enough, his words angered the Nazmani Boogeyman, a growl rumbles in his throat “Killin’ ya be ta easy, ya be a sacrifice fer G’huun!”

The Redemption
In recent events, a military group that was being led under the guidance of Lord Marcus Kilbrook had gone missing. There were no sightings, no bodies, no evidence to assume they were deceased but they were missing. They had gone too long without some form of communication and it raised some concern among various alliance intelligence agencies.

A high-ranking alliance official assembled a division consisting of various individuals skilled and adept in medical, tracking and combat. He has requested the recovery agency, the Milidynes Morgue's Deceased Soldier Identity Recovery Agency (D.S.I.R.A) to assist the rescue Party if they happen to discover the bodies.

Before the rescue party was to deploy in Nazmir, it was said that the officer was approached by a small Lordaeronian woman, a physician who had armed, experienced guard at her side. She demanded that she be allowed to join up with the search party as every experienced hand was needed. There was hesitation, questioning of just where the woman got off in speaking to anyone in the manner she did but with enough sass, attitude and determination; Isauriel Rosewood joined the search for the missing party, including Marcus Kilbrook.

While the Rescue Party traverses through the swamp of Nazmir on a mission to recover the missing party. The native sect took Marcus to Zul'Nazmani where the event will take place, the Sacrificing of Marcus Kilbrook, chained around his wrists and his ankles. The Gallant waddle frequently in the line, behind the chosen acolytes whose being sacrificed by their War-Mother, one by one. All hope was lost for the Gallant as his fate approaches closer and closer to the Altar, desperate to do something reckless for one last time, peers at a nearby guard with a spear. Before he acts, a familiar hand lurch onto the Strom's shoulder, stopping him in his track with a familiar voice.

"Don't..." the voice spoke rather calmly, Marcus hastily break away and rest his gaze upon this person and only to realize "L-Llassar!" he exclaims upon seeing a familiar face but soon enough his face writhes in horror, seeing Llassar severely wounded and pale with a shade of purple. "These fools should've killed me when they had a chance, but instead... They put me in useless shackles. Which I can easily slip out of it." he chuckles rather smugly which confuses Marcus, "If you could escape the shackles and return to the Void Rift then... Why didn't you?" he inquired the ren'dorei. Llassar lifts his head up to make a eye contact with Marcus with his lips curls into a smirk "I've lived my life long enough as a Kinslayer, I betrayed my family, my lover, and my comrades by killing them over the choices they made... The choice to dabble in fel-" he chuckles weakly, realizing the irony "And now look at me, I am a hypocrite, I wield forbidden magic, far worse than the fel. Also, I realized... You are my -redemption-." Marcus part his lips to interrupt but Llassar continue to speak, "I am here so you can be free with a gift of life in your hand instead of mine, promise me Kilbrook... You will make it out of here ALIVE and don't make my foolish action be in vain." without a beat, he expulses a void entrail, lurches towards the nearby archer, "Lightspeed Marcus Kilbrook."

Llassar took the chance to teleport towards where the entrail was traveling, breaking free from the chains (WIP)

Baylon the Proud (Prestigious Bronze Courser)
Baylon is a beautiful black Arathorian Horse with a Silver blaze running through from his forehead to his muzzle and four equal-length Silver socks, with wavy black-silvery manes. He is purchased as a young horse by Marcus and quickly develops an incredibly deep bond with him.

Baylon is a hard worker who learns quickly and has a good grasp of what is required of him. He is courageous and determined, loyal, and compassionate. He warms quickly to people when shown even the smallest amount of kindness. He is very adaptable and deals well with each different situation that faces him; as a Noble Steed.

=== Aurum (Corgi) === Aurum has erect, medium ears with a tapered rounded point which are proportional to the equilateral triangle of the head. Foxy looks when it comes to shape and appearance. Aurum differs from other Corgi by being taller in length, having larger ears, and being slightly straighter of the leg. Aurum has a  "fairy saddle", somewhat lighter markings on each side. His tail's naturally short and fluffy. Aurum has a Dark chocolate fur with white fairy saddle with bulging brown eyes.

Marcus found Aurum by illegal animal trading, he saved him and loved him to the bottom of his heart, from that point on, months after months, Aurum became healthy again, his fur became beautiful once again. From a broken puppy to the happiest, loving, and quite a bouncy dog who always wag his cute little tail.

Mush'a (Teldrassil Hippogryph)
(WIP)

The Promise, Kilbrook's Legacy (Two-Handed Sword)
This memorable blade that has been passed down generations to generations from Wolfgang Kilbrook, the Conqueror to its current wielder, Marcus Williams Kilbrook. The Promise, Kilbrook's Legacy restored to its former glory, several changes have been made and is accompanied by Light Energy. This beautiful blade was crafted with Enchanted Iron and was believed that the blade itself will never be broken, the Dwarven blacksmith invested his anger, sense of honor, and show a tremendous amount of passion into this blade... The blade itself is an Embodiment of Honor and Valor. Its first wielder was a Barbarian who's so determined to drive the trolls and ogres out of Norham.

A beautiful, the once-shattered blade reforged with truesteel... Dyed white as overall with golden trimmings and red bandages serving for fashion purpose. There are multiple pieces that belonged to the blade, floating within and surround them is the Light Energy, circulating and casually keeping the pieces together... Also, the Light Energy serves this broken blade by filling in the missing pieces.

Kil'tahelar (Two-Handed Sword)
A fairly long, broad blade made of Norhamic Steel, is held by a grip wrapped in high quality, stag skin dyed in black. With a single, sharp edge this weapon will protect Marcus from incoming blows while also giving him the ability to shred his enemies to pieces quickly. Kil'tahelarThe Justifier has a curved cross-guard, which makes sure the blade is both balanced and capable of protecting the owner's hands against any sliding sword. A small pommel is decorated with an exotic black gem.

The blade itself is engraved 'Kil'tahelar' (Old Tongue translated to Common 'Troll Butcher'). The name of the owner's house has been engraved on the blade. This weapon is feared and admired throughout the lands and rightfully so.

Marcus has grown so accustomed to this beautiful blade as soon as the Light stopped answering him, he'd never thought he'd carry this faithful blade with a pride.

Kilbrook's Traditional Armor (Plate Armors)
Marcus is wearing a Replica of a Family Armor, an armor that has been worn for generations to generations by the Kilbrook Men. Proudly adorned himself in beautifully crafted armors made out of Arcanite

The shoulders are fairly domed and quite large. His left shoulder pad is decorated with a head of a Hawk, curved towards the side while the other is plain, domed shoulder pad. The upper arms are protected by rounded, fully covering rerebraces which sit loosely under the shoulder plates. The lower arms are covered by vambraces which have several curved spikes attached near the bottom, shaped like a talon.

The breastplate is made from various layers of squared metal sheets. It covers everything from the neck down and ending at the groin. The upper legs are covered by squared, layered metal cuisses. The lower legs are protected by greaves which have rows upon rows of a small metal piece, mimicking dragon scales.

The Words of Valediction (The Holy Tome)
The Words of Valediction is Marcus's favored Tome, it was written by a former Knight of the Silver Hand and it has been passed to Marcus to guide him through faith, strengthen his faith, hope, and beliefs in the Light. The Words of Valediction is considered one of the holiest scholarly tomes that the Silver Hand has to provide for their Knights.

Its beautiful covers are shrouded with Light Energy, only those who are worthy are able to read, to study this very tome. For those who are worthy are able to see the words inscribed on the front page, stating.

"Property of Marcus Kilbrook.

May Thy Light cleanse my thoughts

May They temper my heart

May all that is evil burn and vanish into smoke

May all that is good be warmed by Thy Light

May the righteous flock to Thy Glory like moths

May they wicked flee from it like beasts from a burning wood."

The Tome may no longer be any use for him but however, he continues to cherish this holy tome and hope that one day he'll pass it down to his children.

☩Wolfgang Kilbrook☩
Marcus's Ancestor, the First Lord of House Kilbrook Wolfgang (Born 21 January) was a proud Chieftain of his own tribe in Arathi Highlands. He has led his people to multiple victories during Troll Wars behind the famed Thoradin. He strongly believed in Thoradin and his ideas to unify humans which created an Empire, Empire of Arathor. He bore many children with the love of his life, Brunhild. After their first child, Wolfgang adds two more names to his name, from that point on... People would know him as Wolfgang Marcus Kilbrook.

Kilbrook in Old Tongue means Trollhunter.

([Kil -> Troll] + [Brook -> Hunter])

Status: Deceased (Old Age)

=== Elise Kilbrook === Elise Rhea Kilbrook (Born 23rd of April, 36 L.C.) was born to Lord Marcus Kilbrook. The child born of Stromic descent lives with her father in Sanguine Keep.

She is a quiet, yet enthusiastic young lass with a mixture of her father's charcoal-colored hair & his ocean blue hues

and Kiara's beautiful, curly locks. She is a brilliant bookworm, a healthy lass with a bright future ahead of her! Unfortunately for her.. Her parents' marriage fell apart and her mother left them.

== [Friends and Enemies] ==

☩Welsh Blackscalp☩
Marcus's life-long rival who despite Marcus because he's a Kilbrook. Welsh is a zealot when it comes to Family, Welsh strongly believes that Blackscalp should rule the Dullwind Valley because of their fierceness and they were both revered and feared by many...

Welsh is a loud, boisterous singing drunk, a fierce warrior who seek nothing but to obliterate the Horde... Welsh harbors a huge hatred towards them for what they have done to their home, their families. Alike the other Blackscalps, Welsh does possess a thirst for blood and a desire to kill from one to another to soothe his insanity, his bloodthirstiness. He's a huge advocate of War and that the World truly belongs to the Grand Alliance. He truly believes that exterminating Horde off the face of Azeroth will bring an end to wars, famine, and etc. His hatred is what makes

Welsh unique, he despite the Kilbrooks, especially Marcus Williams Kilbrook because of his jovial, upbeat attitude towards everyone, in his opinion "Not a care in the world." But after fighting alongside with Marcus Kilbrook during Fourth War, Marcus saved his life from the ambush, resulting in having scars on Marcus' face... The scars will forever haunt Welsh and his selfish acts... His cowardice but however, Welsh finally understood why the Kilbrooks were truly meant to be the Vassal House for House Trollbane.

Status: Deceased (Killed by Chieftain Zaej'Keiki during Establishment of County - Execution)

=== ☩Theodore Warluck☩ === The Third Lord, Leader of Warluck Clan. Marcus's life-long friend who befriended him because its a traditional thing passed down from generations to generations both clans have served in a war together, shared their resources with each other, and having each other's back. Warluck strongly believes that Kilbrooks and Warlocks were the only clans that Dullwind Valley truly needs because of their fierceness and they were revered and feared by many... Theodore is very quiet and collected and perhaps insensitive unlike the other hauptlings however, when it comes to battle and protecting his loved ones, he's totally different man, in battle, he'd be loud and cocky like Welsh. But the only difference between Welsh and Warluck is that Welsh possesses an amazing visual prowess and strategic mind. Warluck openly harbors a huge hatred towards them for what they have done to their home, their families Theodore does possess a tremendous amount of strength due to his size and his bulging muscles. He does not desire to kill, but only when it comes to protecting his families, his comrades, and as well his home. His timid, quiet nature always get the best of him, many people believe that Theodore possesses multi-personalities, or he simply possesses a cunning personality that occasionally confuses people.

Status: Deceased (Battle for Lordaeron)

☩Shannon Warluck☩
Shannon is Theodore's only sister and Marcus's dear friend since they grew up together in Hearthglen, they spent so much time together, training, hanging out, do shenanigans with. She was truly Marcus's best friend, they shared their secrets together, they seek advice from each other and much more! Their bond is unbreakable.

She's incredibly beautiful, a tom-boy but beautiful, blonde chin-length hair with two sets of hazel eyes with freckles dotting all over the bridge of her nose with a lithe, yet curvy body. She's very brilliant and energetic.... She possesses a genuine, gentle soul but at the same time, she has the silver tongue and can be quite flirty... She's sly as a fox which makes her even more unique. Shannon is every man's dream girl, they lusted after her and showed jealousy towards Marcus because Shannon only wanted to spend time with Marcus and no one else. They fell in love with each other, they shared their first kiss together and their first intimacy. Marcus will always hold a special place for Shannon in his heart, she was his first and he was her first as well.

Status: Deceased (Plague)

Kiara Holton
(WIP)

[Quote(s)]

 * “Is that gallantry I smell, or just stupidity? The two scents are much alike, as I recall.”
 * "Mae'der gaeaf dommit" (Troll is Coming - Old Common)
 * "I am not a wolf in sheep's clothing, I'm a wolf in wolf's clothing."
 * "Kampladd zi Tolaeth." (Fight to Death - Old Common)
 * "Leave one Kilbrook alive, and the Trolls are never safe."
 * "Put your faith in the Light!"
 * "Horde filths in Stromgarde?! Preposterous!"
 * "Well looks like I'm getting some heads tonight! Troll heads!"

IC Information

 * He has several hidden talents - Singing, and Playing Piano
 * Marcus was exposed to swordplay, picking up a sword at six years old.
 * Marcus has Atelophobia.
 * Marcus became a Squire for a Knight of Silver Hand at age of twelve
 * He loves PUNS!
 * He's's known to be a Cooking Enthusiast.
 * Marcus's favorite color is Red.
 * Marcus is ambidextrous

OOC Information
Character Theme: Invincible, I Will Not Bow, The Gallant, Vengeance

Voice Reference: Charles Brandon

[Contact Info]
Battle.net - TheGallant#11613

Discord - MarcusTheGallant#2284

Character Name: Kilbroôk (Alt + 147)

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