Shadoria

Information

Player: 13kira132

Character Full Name: Shadoria Nightsky

Character In-Game Name: Shadoria

Nickname(s): Shad

Association(s): Darnassus, The Alliance, Druids of the Talon

Race: Night Elf

Class: Druid

Age: 8,546

Sex: Female

Hair: Shoulder-length, loose, blue hair.

Others: Her face tattoos represent a storm crow's wings.

Eyes: Amber

Weight: 98 kgs

Height: 2.13 meters (Taller than the average female Kal'dorei. )

Appearance

She usually wears clothing made of leather and cloth, covered by feathers and leaves, most dark-colored. She always carries a raven-looking staff, along with a bow and a black quiver, the arrow feathers sharing the color. She also wears a collar, having as ornaments a bear claw, a leaf and a crow talon, the talon being in the middle, most predominant. It shows on all her forms, so other kal´dorei could see she´s one of them.

Other: Her muscles, even if not bulging, are very well defined, making her look like an athlete.

Personality

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Shad's most predominant personality trait would be that she takes kindness first, in anyone. Being a pacifist, she believes there is good in everyone, and in every race, and that if all those would be put into a hard position, they will help eachother rather than fight. She is also silent and thoughtful, always thinking a lot before rashly using her mouth. But, even though she is a pacifist, she knows when to get serious and see that there's no other escape route. And when she does, she's bound to give her everything, or everything the matter requires.

In battle, she uses her spells, most of them with the purpose of dazing and making the enemy drop arms. But when there´s no other option, she will resort to her destructive spells, but only after she has tested the enemy with her bow.

History

Shadoria was born of a "family" of a druid of the Talon father and a huntress mother. Her father was one of the rare male Kaldorei that chose to return from the Emerald Dream, and stay with his family. Over the years, Shadoria was thought by her mother how to shoot, how to track and how to lay traps. After all these were understood to a halt, her father, seeing druidic potential in Shadoria's eyes, began to teach her in the affairs of a druid of the Talon. Hence, they both went into the Emerald Dream, where together, they lived peacefully with nature, learning its way, all inside of the Dream, not knowing about the things in the outer world. And so they lived their lives, until the time when Ashenvale and the other northern Kalimdor lands began to change.

Orcs were at the borders and began to cut the trees necessary to build their great city, Orgrimmar. And so, Shadoria, along with her parents was sent to protect the border. Later on, they were told to fight against the orcs alongside Cenarius and his forces of nature. The battle has gone exceptionally well, but the orcs had a last minute surprise; red-skinned orcs came out of the woods, jumping over the fallen trunks, charging into the night elven ranks with their axes out front. Their cold, steel boots trembled over the bloodied grass as they neared a group of defenders, where all three of them were stationed. But the orcs, even though they were outnumbered, kept coming, more powerful than they´ve ever been before, crazed by the demon blood. Shadoria's mother told her and her mate to go one line back and gather their strength, while she and the other Sentinels hold their ground, giving them time.

Shadoria and her father left the night elves to do their battle, seeing how their defeat could not be stopped. And so it was; at the end of the day, the demigod Cenarius laid dead, alongside with other sisters and brothers of the kaldorei. And as they both flied over the Ashenvale trees, they could've heard both the roar the orcish warlord made when defeating Cenarius, and a demon's mad cackle, as it echoed through the woods.

Home, Shadoria and her father simply waited. After days, they began sobbing. Seeing how the mother was not coming back, they began thinking she was dead. Shadoria, in her rage, began thinking her mother was dead, even though she is not certain. All this made Shadoria distrust and dislike orcs. But as her father used to tell her, rage is only good for the barbaric races, like the orcs themselves. And it was these words that kept her going.

Soon after, demons reappeared into the world, brought in by the Scourge. Meaning only that Shadoria and her father were both sent to accompany Tyrande Whisperwind, and later Malfurion Stormrage. The both of them did as they were asked; they followed Tyrande in her every mission, killing both human, elf, orc, troll, tauren and undead. They even accompanied Tyrande in her stubborn urge to free Illidan, despite Malfurion's advice. In the end, Shadoria and her father reached the very summit of Hyjal, where night elves hold their ground yet again, this time against demons.

Soon, the time to stand by orcs came. At first, Shadoria refused to, but after her father showed them to her, she began to understand that these orcs were not the race of mad greenskined brutes she fought before. Slowly, she began accepting them, seeing how they fight and how they treat their allies: with great respect. She saw how their shamans were almost as wise as the night elves druids, and also protected nature. All these things impressed Shadoria, and her view on the orcs was purged.

But soon, yet another tragedy struck her mind. Her father was sent into a spying mission; a rather dangerous one, too. He was to go and bring back information on the human settlement; the orcs and night elves began to suddenly receive no word from it. But he did not only die in this mission. He, or rather his body was possessed by a banshee, his soul disappearing, forever. His body, now animated, came back to fight against his own kind.

The battlefield was clean; only Shadoria and her own father's body remained. She fell to her knees, crying. Her father's body slowly approached her, his every limb twitching. "Why?... Why must I kill my own father?!" she yelled to herself. Her father's body simply grinned wickedly; he was unable to hear her, in any manner. She opened her eyes, looking at him, tears tumbling down her cheeks. "Why?..." She whispered to herself. "Why..."

Helpless as she would seem, she simply wiped her tears off with her sleeve, her eyes remaining closed, tears slowing down. She stood up, hands glowing in a green manner. The intent to open her eyes was so great, that she was barely able to. She raised her hands, a green trail following them. Her eyes began crying out yet again, as she opened them at the very moment her hands were pushed towards him, letting out of the spell.

The Wrath spell hit him right into his chest, ending his, or rather the banshee's unlife, the body falling down, cold and dead. She limped to her father's body and fell to her knees. In that very moment, a simple being like a ghoul was able to kill her, for she was as helpless as she could ever be. She took her father's head in her hands and hugged it; her heart fell like tearing out of the cries.

Finally, she left her father's body as a new wave of demons came charging in. She turned into a crow and flied away, tears still falling down from her now crow eyes. She flied further in towards the night elven settlement at the very summit of Nordrassi, where she found a cave and settled in. Inside, she would carry on with her sobbing, both for her lost, if not long-deceased mother, and for his dead father. And from that very cave, she was able to hear Malfurion's call from the Horn of Cenarius, and see Archimonde himself attacked by the spirits of nature, and eventually die.

Since then, she has rejoined civilization, and began her missions right away. Even so, she chose to take less missions, and more time for her freedom.