Frail, even for one of his kind, Errik's emaciated form manages to hold itself with an arrogant, disdainful air. Though his features have been ravaged by Undeath, a few hints remain at the once regal creature he was. Pale, faded blonde hair hangs to his shoulders, combed to a dull sheen by the ever vain Forsaken. Scars run down his face from his eyes and mouth, deep enough to expose the cracked and yellowed bone beneath. Though once tall, Errik is now stooped, like much of his race.
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| - Frail, even for one of his kind, Errik's emaciated form manages to hold itself with an arrogant, disdainful air. Though his features have been ravaged by Undeath, a few hints remain at the once regal creature he was. Pale, faded blonde hair hangs to his shoulders, combed to a dull sheen by the ever vain Forsaken. Scars run down his face from his eyes and mouth, deep enough to expose the cracked and yellowed bone beneath. Though once tall, Errik is now stooped, like much of his race.
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| - The Wanderer, Errik the Bloody
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| - Errik Franz-Josef Von Lossart III
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| - Errik, Sire, Milord, Filthy Lich
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| - Frail, even for one of his kind, Errik's emaciated form manages to hold itself with an arrogant, disdainful air. Though his features have been ravaged by Undeath, a few hints remain at the once regal creature he was. Pale, faded blonde hair hangs to his shoulders, combed to a dull sheen by the ever vain Forsaken. Scars run down his face from his eyes and mouth, deep enough to expose the cracked and yellowed bone beneath. Though once tall, Errik is now stooped, like much of his race. The most prominent feature Errik carries, however, are the scars of the reshaping process he uses in order to change the appearance of the corpses he is now forced to possess. Rifts show bone on his cheeks and below his eyes, which burn with a soft, golden light. Recently, however Errik has either possessed or been granted a body in return for service to the Scourge as a Death Knight. His current form is that of a tall, gaunt man who's flesh is the sicky grey-white of a frozen corpse. Still vain and obsessed with his appearance even now, Errik takes care to keep his new body in peak condition, helped no doubt by the armor that nearly constantly encases his form.
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