Post by shadewillow on Mar 25, 2017 13:52:22 GMT
Name:
Syraelinn Shadewillow
Age:
Venerable - Born pre-sundering
Race:
Kaldorei
Appearance: My Computer doesn't handle screenshots well, so I'll describe her. She's masculine and severely warped by fel; years of Hunting and practicing amongst the Illidari have not been so kind to her, physically or spiritually. Due to being bound to an Aranasi demon, her flesh has become more akin to an exoskeleton, her hair is hard and wirey, and her hands have blackened into talons. Her height is substantially above average, though I do not use .mod scale to portray this (She's roughly 7'8). Little femininity remains, and her features are gaunted and angry.
Backstory: Syraelinn Shadewillow as a character has existed for roughly five years of Out of Character time. Everything explain forward is not 'Backstory', but rather, the roleplay I have had with her and other characters. She was one of the Kaldorei who answered Lord Illidan's call to train as a Demon Hunter and better combat the Burning Shadow. She was not well received; due to her unstable nature and knack for getting into trouble. Her Shan'do; Ra'ziel Kal'thoris, purposfully sent her to battle a demon he and his fellow hunters had been assured would slay the Illidari Thero'shan; or if she had succeeded in binding it, that it would destroy her. Against all possible odds, Syraelinn survived her bind and only suffered a brief lapse in control before regaining herself. Enraged but also embarrassed that he could not be rid of such a student, she was deceived and imprisoned somewhere beneath the surface of Shadowmoon Valley. During this time, she was tortured, raped, abused, and otherwise manipulated into believing she was worthless; that she should have perished, and that the Illidari would be better with her dead (What a lovely six months of roleplay -that- was). During the invasion of the Black Temple; Syraelinn escaped from her prison and retreated back to Azeroth.
For several years Syraelinn remained under the radar; rarely showing herself to both friend and foe alike. She hunted alone and lived a life of 'survival of the fittest' in the forested regions of Kalimdor. It was here, beneath Felwood, she discovered the remains of her former Illidari Allies (The Dark Embrace guild on Retail Moonguard). Though wary, she took up arms with her Brothers and Sisters once again and resumed her Eternal Hunt alongside allies for the first time since binding her Inner Demon. Again her unstable and volatile nature brought her trouble; few of her Brothers or Sisters trusted her, and many openly expressed wishing for her to either be killed in battle, or simply executed by the remaining Illidari. Though Syraelinn was not fond of such ill-thoughts her way, she forced herself to press on and proved to be a worthy Huntress, if at the cost of her own Mortality...
When the Burning Legion returned, this time at the very ruins of the Broken Isles, the outcast Illidari and those imprisoned within the Vaults were at last free to hunt without worry for the Mortal, lesser races (Sorry <3). Though this surely was good news, so too did it bring more eyes her way... and more venomous voices. For many days and many nights, Syraelinn retreated underground and fell into a deep meditation; one where she considered her goals and her desires, her future and her present... The Illidari wanted her dead, and just as they had betrayed her upon the Black Temple, so too would they do it again. Before her Superiors could put a glaive in her back, she fled the Illidari and threw in her lot with the Burning Legion; her greatest enemy.
Though Syraelinn now is considered a Loyal Felsworn; there is still a burning rage inside of her, one that sings songs of conquest and weaves a tapestry of bile and blood. In order to satisfy her Hunt, the lives of both 'Good' and 'Evil' will be cut short by her glaive. The Legion can offer her great power; more than what the Illidari could have ever dreamed of/
Abilities: Syraelinn relies mostly upon guile and subterfuge; though so too can she be considered a front line fighter. Her stance is one that balances destructive chaos and starving shadows; striking from the darkness and wreaking havoc wherever she lands. Her uncanny affinity for stealth and Illusion makes her an ideal character for slipping behind enemy lines and sabotaging their own plans. The Demon within her soul is great; perhaps greater than what any mortal should be able to handle, and while this grants her great combative strength, so too does it rip and tear at her own body. Stamina is her greatest weakpoint, as her own fighting style often leaves her open to injury from both the enemy, and herself.
Player Name: Syraelinn
Syraelinn Shadewillow
Age:
Venerable - Born pre-sundering
Race:
Kaldorei
Appearance: My Computer doesn't handle screenshots well, so I'll describe her. She's masculine and severely warped by fel; years of Hunting and practicing amongst the Illidari have not been so kind to her, physically or spiritually. Due to being bound to an Aranasi demon, her flesh has become more akin to an exoskeleton, her hair is hard and wirey, and her hands have blackened into talons. Her height is substantially above average, though I do not use .mod scale to portray this (She's roughly 7'8). Little femininity remains, and her features are gaunted and angry.
Backstory: Syraelinn Shadewillow as a character has existed for roughly five years of Out of Character time. Everything explain forward is not 'Backstory', but rather, the roleplay I have had with her and other characters. She was one of the Kaldorei who answered Lord Illidan's call to train as a Demon Hunter and better combat the Burning Shadow. She was not well received; due to her unstable nature and knack for getting into trouble. Her Shan'do; Ra'ziel Kal'thoris, purposfully sent her to battle a demon he and his fellow hunters had been assured would slay the Illidari Thero'shan; or if she had succeeded in binding it, that it would destroy her. Against all possible odds, Syraelinn survived her bind and only suffered a brief lapse in control before regaining herself. Enraged but also embarrassed that he could not be rid of such a student, she was deceived and imprisoned somewhere beneath the surface of Shadowmoon Valley. During this time, she was tortured, raped, abused, and otherwise manipulated into believing she was worthless; that she should have perished, and that the Illidari would be better with her dead (What a lovely six months of roleplay -that- was). During the invasion of the Black Temple; Syraelinn escaped from her prison and retreated back to Azeroth.
For several years Syraelinn remained under the radar; rarely showing herself to both friend and foe alike. She hunted alone and lived a life of 'survival of the fittest' in the forested regions of Kalimdor. It was here, beneath Felwood, she discovered the remains of her former Illidari Allies (The Dark Embrace guild on Retail Moonguard). Though wary, she took up arms with her Brothers and Sisters once again and resumed her Eternal Hunt alongside allies for the first time since binding her Inner Demon. Again her unstable and volatile nature brought her trouble; few of her Brothers or Sisters trusted her, and many openly expressed wishing for her to either be killed in battle, or simply executed by the remaining Illidari. Though Syraelinn was not fond of such ill-thoughts her way, she forced herself to press on and proved to be a worthy Huntress, if at the cost of her own Mortality...
When the Burning Legion returned, this time at the very ruins of the Broken Isles, the outcast Illidari and those imprisoned within the Vaults were at last free to hunt without worry for the Mortal, lesser races (Sorry <3). Though this surely was good news, so too did it bring more eyes her way... and more venomous voices. For many days and many nights, Syraelinn retreated underground and fell into a deep meditation; one where she considered her goals and her desires, her future and her present... The Illidari wanted her dead, and just as they had betrayed her upon the Black Temple, so too would they do it again. Before her Superiors could put a glaive in her back, she fled the Illidari and threw in her lot with the Burning Legion; her greatest enemy.
Though Syraelinn now is considered a Loyal Felsworn; there is still a burning rage inside of her, one that sings songs of conquest and weaves a tapestry of bile and blood. In order to satisfy her Hunt, the lives of both 'Good' and 'Evil' will be cut short by her glaive. The Legion can offer her great power; more than what the Illidari could have ever dreamed of/
Abilities: Syraelinn relies mostly upon guile and subterfuge; though so too can she be considered a front line fighter. Her stance is one that balances destructive chaos and starving shadows; striking from the darkness and wreaking havoc wherever she lands. Her uncanny affinity for stealth and Illusion makes her an ideal character for slipping behind enemy lines and sabotaging their own plans. The Demon within her soul is great; perhaps greater than what any mortal should be able to handle, and while this grants her great combative strength, so too does it rip and tear at her own body. Stamina is her greatest weakpoint, as her own fighting style often leaves her open to injury from both the enemy, and herself.
Player Name: Syraelinn