Icarion Grey 

Background

Rion, the orc with the wooden blade..

Icarion Grey.. Was born 27 years ago to the Grey family, who were a long line of Lordaeronian farmers which had for generations wondered about their family "curse" that made every male in the family be born with grey hair. It was said that others might be Silver-tongued, but the Grey's? They were silver haired.

Icarion, or "Rion" as he was called as a child, lived with his family in a small village. He doesn't remember much from the First and Second war. Only bits and pieces from here and there, like fighting his friends with wooden swords while pretending to be an orc.

Before the third war however, a wandering priest noticed that Icarion was blessed with an ability to use the light. Icarion had heard stories of great paladins that stood bravely against any foe and to actually have a chance becoming one.. Well, that was a dream come true to him. He was taken to the capital, where he quickly became a squire in The Order of the Silver hand.

Paladin-to-be?

When the war came however, he saw many horrible things that the Scourge had caused. Because of this, it seems Icarion lost his grasp on the light. He did not lose his faith, by any means. But.. whatever little powers he had had.. Were now gone. The order saw this as lack of faith and he was expelled. Thus, Icarion became a warrior.

When the war came to an end.. Icarion's life was in ruins.. There was nothing left of his village, his family was dead and his country was in shambles. Like many other Lordaeronians, he moved south.  He settled in Westfall, where he picked up his family profession and became a farmer. He stayed there for six years, minding his own business (Drinking) and every now and then driving off a couple of Defias with a pitchfork.

Melancholy of Icarion ((Actual RP'ing started at this point))

However, after many months and seasons,  his farm was burned to the ground by the Defias. This was the last straw for Icarion, as he then picked up his old sword and pursued them. He slaughtered an whole encampment of Defias. Alcohol might have had something to do with it, sure.

After the battle, Icarion cursed the whole world (And he had a bad case hangover, too!) with words that would have made his late mother ashamed. The years had made him slightly bitter and he indeed did like to drink these days. However, his faith in the light still remained strong, so he decided to travel to Stormwind, to seek guidance to his life and redemption for the lives he had took.

In the city, he heard rumours of an anti-scourge organisation up north.. The Scarlet Crusade.. Icarion was bitter, and indeed wanted revenge. Thus he sold whatever possessions he had left, bought himself a piece of armour, and left to return to his homeland so he could aid the brave souls that were trying to retake their once great nation.

It wasn't long before Icarion joined the Crusade.. He fought for them, and his mind was brainwashed each day more and more. His bitterness turned into hate, his faith turned into justification and his body turned into a tool of war.

Captain.. Well.. Former Captain! ...hic

After months of service in the Crusade, Icarion gained the rank of captain. However, after the battle of New Avalon he realised the Crusade had failed. He did not like what the crusade had become. To him, recruiting of Death Knights and other lesser beings was too much and he decided to leave them.

However without a proper cause, Icarion's life plummeted.. He is now a bum in Stormwind, still wearing his worn and dirty Scarlet tabard as a memento and dreaming of seeing his once great nation rise from ashes. Besides that, he has lost all hope and tries to drown his sorrows with alcohol, despite the protests of his friends.

Beaten out of it.. Literally

Icarion was beaten out of his pathetic state quite recently. He once again took arms against the enemies of humanity. At the moment, he is mostly wandering around, trying to seek a new cause that is worthy of his attention.