[Story] Character of the Week – Uldred Harrowmont
October 4, 2018 Leave a comment
[[ Uldred is my worgen warlock! Though he’s a very reluctant worgen — he has spent many years studying curses to try to reverse the one that plagues him. That research has led to him experimenting with summoning and other not-really-allowed magic. So when he met a void elf for the first time, he was intrigued… ]]
Uldred glanced over at the stack of books as he scratched down his notes. He had been distracted today, unable to focus on his usual work. It was the conversation he’d had with the strange elf that kept returning to his thoughts, as well as the book he’d recommended which now rested on the corner of his desk. It was still closed, its secrets hidden for the time being, but temptingly close. Frowning, Uldred closed his notebook, not caring whether the ink was dry yet or not. While it was true that his research had progressed when he first came to Shattrath, it had been stagnant of late. He’d already dissected and studied the arakkoa curses in great detail, as well as those of the orcs — slightly different but not fundamentally so from their cousins in Kalimdor. The fel-tainted wildlife had also been an intriguing side project, but all of that had happened in the first few years. Uldred felt that he’d once again reached the depths of what he could learn here, and was feeling frustrated and uncertain where to look next.
The elf that joined him at the table in the library wasn’t one that he recognized; Uldred was there most days and knew the regular patrons and their habits well. His hair was dark and his skin an unusual tone, but he didn’t think much of that. At least until they started to talk, when the elf told him that he’d been physically changed after intense exposure to void magic. Uldred knew a little of void magic, but admittedly not much, he’d come across some references to it, as was to be expected in his research. Any sort of magic could have physical effects if used recklessly — he’d read of summoners whose very body began to take on demonic traits. But Uldred wondered if he might have been looking in the wrong place all this time. Was it actually void magic that had twisted and changed him so? The possibility was intriguing. For the first time in a very long while, he felt the excitement of discovery and the prospect of new research. The elf suggested several books that he could start with, and Uldred found them within the library.
He was — or had been — an Alliance elf, which Uldred found intriguing. While he’d seen some of them in Stormwind, he hadn’t had much contact with them. They weren’t as physically imposing nor as savage as the kaldorei, and they seemed to integrate much better into the human city. That had changed, the elf told him, with his transformation. People stared at him now, in disgust and horror. Though Uldred didn’t say it aloud, he knew all too well what that felt like, and he couldn’t help but feel some sympathy for him. After all, he said he hadn’t known what would happen, whether that was true or not, no one deserved to be twisted and transformed by magic beyond their control. Uldred suggested that the elf might like Shattrath more, they were home to a wider range of residents, and they were more likely to look the other way from unusual magic. There was the problem of the naaru, of course. Uldred wondered if they might sense the dark magic within the elf, as he wondered if they could see within his heart. He thought that they must, though they never revealed it. He just tried to avoid them whenever possible, not wanting to draw attention to himself. The elf said that the draenei stared too, and Uldred could believe that. If he stayed on the Scryer’s tier, there were very few draenei, and he would have access to the library. Uldred told the elf that there were some rooms empty in the building he stayed at, and he might look into renting one there. The owner was rarely present, and thus far hadn’t noticed any of Uldred’s unusual habits, including the dragon that sometimes landed on his porch. He didn’t know how — or if — he would explain any of that to the elf. On one hand, he should understand but it was impossible to tell what someone’s reaction might be. All of the elves in Stormwind had avoided him, it’s possible that this one would do the same. He found himself hoping that wasn’t the case, that perhaps they might combine their research. To have someone to discuss his work with! That hadn’t been the case for many years, and the idea was thrilling to him. He would proceed carefully, and watch for signs that the elf might be open to such a partnership.