Charleen "Youss" Ridley

*Charleen "Youss" Ridley is an Undead assassin who during her short life, lived at Stratholme in the Eastern Kingdom, before the Scourge of Lordaeron. From a very early moment in her life, she was raised as an assassin by her father who owned a weapon shop in market row but was really an agent of Ravenholdt. She then met her boyfriend, Reginald, who died with her in the shop during the purge of Stratholme. He was sent on the scourge front, and when Prince Arthas got beaten and retreated to Northrend, he dissapeared. She was send to what would become Deathknell a bit before that, and would lay in the crypt, until her awakening.*

## Charleen Ridley

"I can still remember the burn, how long the embers kissed my face."

### Relatives

Pierce Ridley (Father, presumed Deceased) Reginald Getten (Husband, Deceased)

### Affiliation

RavenholdtForsakens

The Horde

## Biographical information

### Date of birth

1 Year Before the Dark Portal (Natural Birth)25 Years After the Dark Portal (Forsaken Birth)

## Early life

### Filthy acts, at a reasonable price.

Charleen was born into the prestigious city of Stratholme, and lived much of her, childhood wandering around Market Row, her father, owned the shop Pierce's Pistols., But it was only a cover, wasn't even his real name, unbeknownst to Charleen. As she, grew older, she was introduced into the ways of the Assassin league of Ravenholdt by her father, who was more interested in training the next recruit, than raising a child. She was given the nickname Youss, In honors of a long gone master assassin of legend. First starting with petty thief and other simple work a child could do or assist with, then with her first assassinaton at the age of 12. Life was like that for a long time, the work, the cover of the shop, the work again, until at the age of 16 met with a kind boy named Reginald Getten who was visiting from his village of Brill. It was an immediate lovestruck, to know a way different world than her ruthless life, for two beautiful years, she would know the meaning of the word tenderness, and affection without even having Reginald doubt a thing about her other line of work, for his sake. Until 3 years later... a shipment of grain came into the city...

## The Culling

### Town of fire.

It was supposed to be an usual day for Charleen and Reginald, who was busy packing herbs from the region for her sister in-law studying herbalism and alchemy in her hometown of Brill, and she was busy waiting for customers "customers", while sharping her swords and daggers. The first customer went inside, and told Charleen that some strange things are happening around the area.

*"Have you see how many of those shroudded guys hide in the streets ?"*

Reginald and said pointed it as some mystery, since nothing happened near Stratholme, even the usual grain shipment arrived early. The customer took his repaired gun and gave a good tip to Charleen. The next "customer" came in after the last one was out, and Charleen, watching from afar asked Reginald to check in the back if they had received any grain, which Reginald agreed pretty quickly, not knowing the individual wasn't a real buyer. The guy waited for Reginald to be out of sight, and went toward Charleen right away and told her, he looked miserable and reeked of strong booze.

*"There may be trouble coming up. Weird stories. Lot of people dying. You should take a ship and return to Ravenholdt right away Miss."*

Charleen was curious, and asked the obvious member of the house of Ravenholdt what kind of weird stories. The guy wiped the sweat of his face with a dirty glove.

*"The kind where you and your little fella go directly to ravenholdt, lockdown and trap the perimeter. Tell everyone to buckle up, and hope we can survive the horrible things to come."*

Charleen started to feel uneasy, and was hearing comotion outside the store. Lot of people were marching toward the city main entrance.

*"Anything going on outside ? People seem to go to the city entrance."*

The man displayed a very nice smile. He seemed at least relieved of what was happening outside of the store.

*"Just our good Prince Arthas arriving impromptu. With all the weird stuff happening, this is a relief to see, heard the guards from the towers who arrived and said he was on his way. We might have a chance against all that oddness and talks of rising dead."*

 Charleen gave a good sigh, she didn't liked the last part of what the man said, the informations this agent was brining were most unpleasant, and couldn't disturb her quite little life. She replied to the man.

*"Then I hope we'll be fine. Reginald had to go in the back to check if we received any grain. And my father is in Andorhal for his contract on that weird white haired gnome, maybe we could go give him a hand before going back to the manor."*

The agent of Ravenholdt was about to mention that weird informations has been circulating about events in andorhal when all of sudden screams started to resonate toward the streets, and people running in panick.

*"What the..."* said both agents.

*"Okay I think we have to leave, now !"* said Charleen.

The guy from the manor went straight for the door in the back of the shop, when the door got pushed from the outside, to a rabid Reginald who went straight at biting the face of the man. Charleen was schocked, her boyfriend never even killed a fly, and to see him going at it on the man for no reason was out of his character, as she rushed to try to separate them, she noticed that the agent didn't had a face anymore, and that Reginald skin turned greenish, and his eye were pale and lifeless.

*"Reggie..."* whispered Charleen.

Reggie dropped the man, still screaming without a face and agonizing on the floor of the shop, and jumped straight at Charleen. She dodged him, took her dagger and without realizing she stabbed him in the chest. Reginald just turned around and tried to bite her as well, with the weapon still coming out of his chest. Charleen decided to take her chance at the main door, only to be met by the prince's army men. Their dreaded but resolved look on on their face, as they were getting torches ready. Charleen understood what they were doing, and wasn't gonna stay here to see it. She dodged one of Reginald attack, grabbed a dagger, and ran for the basement where the secret entrance only known to Ravenholdt agents. As she was closing the door, Reginald grabbed her arm and took a bite off the inside of her arm, as she screamed in pain, heartbroken by what her lover has become, she falled down the small basement. As she crawl to the tunnel, bleeding out on the ground, she can hear inhuman sounds coming from the tunnel, she was trapped. She got up, and closed the big wooden door, and could feel the heat coming from upstairs.

*"They are burning us alive."* She thought while looking around, at what would be her resting place, alone, and forgotten. Her last thoughts were about Reginald, the time they had together, and glad she could had known warmth before leaving this wretched life, while the burning roof of the shop came crashing down on her, and left her to burn for hours, her death was unfitting, for she always took lives quickly with mercy but still deserved the agony she brought upon this existence.

## Awaken, and Forsaken.

### No peace for the immorals.

Time passed, and Charleen charred body was well conserved under the ground of the gunshop. The prince has come back from his voyage in Northrend, and brought hell with him. For a reason, the city was still burning, as he tasked his cultist of bringing the corpses who didn't decayed enough to be canonfodder for his army. The cultists found Charleen corpse by accident, hearing the leftovers of a very burned skeletton in the rumbles, scratching the wood and stones. The hatred for dying they felt in the charred skeleton got their attention, and as the skeleton was scratching the point of losing bones, they found Charleen. Her blond hair had turned greenish, and her face was terribly burned, she was an utterly terrifying corpse that would bring terror in the heart of the living. The cultists prepared Charleen body to be disposed in a crypt at the far west of tirisfal for future expension of the territory down south. But the expension never came, Arthas lost his powers, and got drove back to the north of the world by Sylvanas Windrunner, who freed the people of Lordaeron after being slaughtered by the mad prince. Time passed, and a little village named Deathknell has seen the day a few years later, where Charleen has been stored in a safe place for a body to not decay too much, and where she got torned from her eternal torment a few years later.