Affiliations: The Followers of Bwonsamdi, The Darkspear Tribe, The Knights of the Ebon Blade (in that order)
Skills: Death Knight of moderate power. Skilled necromancer. Very adept spirit medium specialized in putting the dead to rest. Skilled at bargaining with Loa. Knows a lot about Loa worship in general, and is useful in 'primitive' spiritual matters.
Appearance: Dark gray-brown skin, marked with rot. His hair is a wild tangle, thick in some places, corpse-thin in others. His eyes are the telltale icy blue of a Death Knight. He wears armor made of bone, which seems normal at a glance...but every so often one might notice it twitches, or a bony hand reach out from it; his armor is itself undead. His face is usually obscured by a mask. Despite his horrific appearance, if he forgoes his mask, his usual expression is an easygoing smile.
Who he is: Zu'beh is an old troll, one who remembers a world without a Horde. He has, all his life, been a followers of Bwonsamdi - his parents were worshippers and he quickly fell in with them. Death has always been his companion.
To him, there is no horror in it. It's the natural end of things. He believes it should be as peaceful as possible, and is quick to comfort the dying, or help shepherd a restless spirit on to their fate.
The Undead always concerned him, but as time passed and the Scourge grew ever more ascendant, that concern turned to determination. A few years after the Third War, he departed Kalimdor to go and fight them in the Eastern Plaguelands, assisting the Argent Dawn in their battle against the dread citadel Naxxramas.
It didn't go great. He doesn't remember the exact specifics, but he was brutally killed in an engagement with the Scourge. The next thing he remembers is Acherus...
Like so many Death Knights, he served the Lich King until Light's Hope - until he was freed. When that moment came, Zu'beh was horrified by what he'd become. He spent nearly a month lost, despondent...until he rationalized it to himself.
In his mind, Bwonsamdi was all powerful, and would not allow one of his faithful to suffer undeath. Therefore, if he was undead anyway, it must be Bwonsamdi's will. And so he convinced himself - though it may be more accurate to say he 'deluded himself' - that Bwonsamdi had chosen him to become undead. Zu'beh named himself a champion of Bwonsamdi's will, and departed to Northrend to face the undead there.
Ever since, he has served Bwonsamdi as ably in death as he had in life. It's anyone's guess how Bwonsamdi actually feels about his so-called 'champion', especially given his noted distaste for the undead. But if he has any objections to Zu'beh's service, he hasn't voiced them.
Zu'beh has a surprisingly pleasant and kind personality, albeit one that can be occasionally distressing, as he finds amusement in the macabre. He is, on the whole, generally trustworthy and pleasant...provided your goals don't contradict those of his Loa, of course. His loyalty to Bwonsamdi overcomes all - even his loyalty to his friends, or to the Horde.
- Zu'beh is constantly surrounded by a quiet buzzing sound. This comes from a colony of stinging insects that nest in his chest cavity. He's prone to vomiting them out in combat, and they might also seep from his wounds if his chest were pierced. It's pretty gross.
- Zu'beh does not have any sheaths or holsters for his weapons. Instead, if he needs to sheath them, he will simply place them against his armor in a sheathed position - and small hands will reach out from his undead armor to hold them tight until he needs to draw them again. (They're pygmy hands, don't worry.)