Name: Maribelle (last name unknown)
Race: Undead
Age (at time of Plague): 23
Weight: 182 lbs.
Class: Mage
Personality: Withdrawn, distrustful, pessimistic

Next to nothing is known about the past of the woman known only as Maribelle. Upon her re-awakening in the Forsaken outpost of Deathknell, she found she had no memory of any event of her life prior to her revitalization. It was an eerie, unnerving experience for her as she was shown to her own grave. Though fairly new, it had been defaced, with her last name, place of birth, and date of demise chiseled out. She was able to determine only her first name and her age from the headstone, but the other details, unfortunately, were lost on her.

In a melancholy haze, she attempted to enter a human town to try and find some form of burial record that could tell her more, but of course, not knowing her intent, the townspeople attacked. She was driven from the village, bruised and bleeding, and fled into the nearby woods, hiding from the guardsmen and their hounds. When she was discovered by a two-man patrol, she became enraged and burnt the soldiers to cinders. Returning to Deathknell and to those she called her "fellow monsters", she learned to harness this arcane power, and undertook training to become a mage.

A year later, in Orgrimmar, she bought a bottle of milk from a young tauren woman, and was dismayed to find that, like all other liquids and foods, it fell right through the enormous hole in her torso. The tauren girl introduced herself as Haruna, and offered to find some way to help. Maribelle declined, but Haruna still set about working on something to help her. In about a week, the druid sought Maribelle out, and demonstrated a new spell. This modified variant of a druid's regeneration spell revitalized Maribelle's dead tissue, making her whole again. The only things remaining to show that she was Forsaken were her skin color, her slouch, and of course, her attitude.

Maribelle immediately set about eating as much as she could, happy to finally enjoy what she had missed out on. She stopped when it started to hurt, and had to restrain herself from screaming in embarrassment when she saw that she had stuffed herself so much that she looked pregnant. She immediately hid in a cluster of rocks outside the city, and cradled her aching belly until it no longer hurt. She smiled as she patted her gurgling tummy and relaxed in the noonday sun, contented in her gluttony.

Maribelle is an eager and skillful fighter, if a little headstrong and overconfident. She tends to see the worst in things, which is definitely not a surprise given her first impressions of life as a Forsaken. There are those among her kind who detest her for trying to deny what she is by being whole, and unfortunately, those people constitute a majority. As a result, Maribelle tends to stay around Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff more than the Undercity. She is not afraid of expressing her worst emotions, but feels awkward displaying happiness. This is not to say that nothing makes her happy, however...

Maribelle loves to stuff herself. Having spent the better part of two years (counting the time before her revitalization) without food, she seems to have an insatiable appetite at times. She does not necessarily have to eat to sustain herself, but the enjoyment she gets from the taste (as well as the feeling of fullness) is more than enough reason for her.

Maribelle currently lives in Orgrimmar, where she continues her mage training under a troll teacher.