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Zarzen Blacksorrow

The Common Experiment #893
Owner: Camilla

Age: 4 years, 9 months, 4 weeks

Born: December 24th, 2014

Adopted: 4 years, 9 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: December 24th, 2014

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  • Level: 5
  • Strength: 10
  • Defense: 10
  • Speed: 10
  • Health: 10
  • HP: 10/10
  • Intelligence: 0
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


  • Name: Zarzen Blacksorrow
  • Age: ~450 (looks to be 25)
  • Height: 1.86m
  • Sexuality: Bisexual
  • Status: In an open relationship with Keoraen

Life Excerpt

The occasional voices could be heard as the mage students discussed their findings or theories on different matters. All of which revolved around magic in some way. But for the most part the library was quite. Everyone in there seemed to be focused on their task at hand. As was Zarzen. His red hair obscuring his face as he was flipping through the pages of the tome he was holding. His long elven ears twitched as he could hear someone approaching. As the person stopped right next to him he caught a glimpse of them through his hair. It was one of the female students.
-"So, Zarzen. Why is it that you prefer the company of us humans, and not your own kind?"
-"It's simple really. The elves around here think that I'm trash because I'm not from a high noble family. Your race don't seem to care about that. While my own..." He turned his head to glance at a group of elves some feet away, and sighed. "Well, they prefer to have nothing to do with me. They'd be more than content to treat me like air." Zarzen let out an almost inaudible chuckle. "No, that was false. I am worth less than air to them. They wouldn't spit on air but they would spit on me."
-"Well then. I...can see why you prefer other people in that case."

As the months passed Zarzen kept up with his studies of the arcane arts in the city of Dalaran. He spent some of his time in the company of a group of human students. All of them females. Over time he had started to open up a bit to them. He even considered them to be his friends. Something he'd never really had before during the 400 odd years he'd been alive. The girls loved to gossip about others and Zarzen found himself enjoying those conversations as well. He never really spoke during them but listening was enough for him.

The giggling was starting to subside. That last piece of gossip had been pretty juicy. One of the girls looked at Zarzen with a very mischievous grin spreading across her face. Everyone knew that when she made that face she was about to spill the beans on some nice bit of gossip.
-"Zarzen? I heard a thing or two about you the other day."
-"You did? Such as?"
-"Well. Apparently things got steamy between you and a certain other mage?"
-"Oh. Is that what you heard?" Zarzen smiled and tilted his head. In almost perfect unison the other girls chimed in.
-"Who? Who was it? Come on tell us!" They were almost pleading. Zarzen's expression changed to a more somber one.
-"Well...I don't want to kiss and tell..." He was well aware that one of the girls had a thing for the guy he'd been with, and he didn't want to hurt her by telling her that said guy apparently preferred men over women. Or, preferred him anyway.
-"Thankfully I don't have that problem." The girl that had started the topic was not letting it go so easily it would seem. All the other girls turned to her with hungry eyes. "From what I heard our dear Zarzen here got lucky with none other than..." Theatrical pause. This girl knew how to milk a situation. "Mark Tanner." All but one of the girls gasped and then giggled as they looked at Zarzen for confirmation. He was kind of aware that they were asking a bunch of questions but for him all the noises around him were muffled as he met the gaze of the one he'd wanted to spare. There was anger and maybe even hatred in those eyes. But also immense sadness.

That day had marked the end of him hanging out with the girls. After that he spent his time alone. When he desired company he sought out men outside of Dalaran to avoid the worst gossip. Mark Tanner ended up dating that girl in the end. Zarzen noticed them once in the streets of the magical city. Mark had looked miserable. He had noticed Zarzen walking by and the elf had been fairly sure he'd seen sadness and longing in that gaze. But it didn't matter. He despised being there. He despised the city, the people in it and he even despised his training.

Years later when news reached Dalaran about orcs that were able to control demons and have them fight for them Zarzen could feel a flame spark to life inside of him. He started pouring himself into researching this new form of magic. It took him some years but eventually he managed to become a warlock. He wasn't as crazy about the demon aspect of it as some other warlocks were though. He preferred giving his enemies immense pain. There were few things he enjoyed more than watching an enemy writhing in agony in front of him. If they begged him to stop it was even better. Ever since becoming a warlock Zarzen had also found that he enjoyed pain himself to. Not the agonizing kind that he gave his foes but the kind mixed with pleasure. So, when he at an age of 450 walked into the Legerdemain Lounge and noticed a dapper worgen and his sexy night elven demon hunter friend Zarzen's mind was filled to the brim with thoughts about how he was hoping to be spending this night. He never thought he'd be happy to be back in this city.


Story by me. Overlay by CORE. Elven art: Lineart and shading by GlaceLeau, colored by me. Pixel art by 7Soul1. Nibbles minion overlay by CMYK. Blood elves & Nibbles ©Blizzard Entertainment.

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