Sherai

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Player: Adam255

Character Full Name: Sherai Duskstep

Character In-Game Name: Sherai

Nickname(s): Sherry, Wolfy. (Both IC)

Association(s): Silvermoon.

Race: Blood Elf.

Class: Hunter.

Skills and Abilities: A huntress of the wilds, Sherai fights best with a bow and the assistance of her tiger companion. While also having some knowledge in setting up traps, she prefers to rely on her bow more than traps.

As her life went on, Sherai learned a few mixtures of herbs that can make some quite deadly poisons.

Numbing Poison: Causes muscle numbness and up to momentary paralysis if a large dose is taken. Immolation Oil: Combust on impact type of Oil. 'Bad flavor': Sherai's favorite concoction, causing muscle spasm and intense nausea for quite a long time if consumed directly.

The poisons were tested on herself, some hostile animals within the Arathi Highlands, and passers by. The poisons can affect Humans, Dwarves, Blood elves and Orcs. The other races may be immune to them.

Age: 130.

Sex: Female.

Hair: Red, rose colored and down passed her shoulders. Usually with some dirt in it.

Eyes: Fel green.

Weight: 130 Lbs (59 Kg).

Height: 6"4' (1.93 Meters).

Usual Garments/Armor: Dark red mail armor along with a wolf-head mask.

Other: Sherai has three signet earrings, one in her left ear and two in her right.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.

Personality: Sherai has a very odd personality from some events in her life, she acts like a child at times and has no knowledge of what is accepted/welcomed in polite company and has a very short attention span. Sherai also tends to act wickedly at most times, trying to ruin relationships around her just for the fun of it. She'll insult, annoy, terrify and simply disturb the people she talks to at most times.

Sherai has a very addictive personality. She could get addicted to people that show her the slightest amount of affection, and even if they don't she tends to stick to them at times. She has a problem acting around "normal" people because of that, if someone will offer her a drink she'll feel as if she knew him all her life.

Aside from her sensitive looking front, on the inside she's a very dominant woman. She has no regard for other people's feelings and thinks hurting someone doesn't do anything to them.

History: Sherai was born and raised as a "nurse" of a sort, she grew up learning first aid and some additional methods of healing throughout her life as a personal preference, wanting to simply help other people at first. There weren't much problems other than her father slowly dragging himself to insanity from using arcane magic, mostly illusions. He began seeing his illusions come to life and threaten him, causing a lot of fear and frustration that he let out on Sherai.

During the time of the first war Sherai lived with her parents, none of them helped out in the war because they didn't seem to care much. As time went by, Sherai's family started breaking, her father drove himself to insanity with arcane magic and beat her almost every day until he left on a certain day to get away from everything and just live by himself, knowing he would cause damage to himself and everyone around him if he stayed. Sherai was very happy to see her father leave, but her mother took it the wrong way.

Along the time of the following six years, Sherai's mother treated her like property because she grew to hate Sherai as a person. She ignored the fact she was her daughter, mostly because of Sherai being happy that her father left and simply hating him.She sold her for labor and gathering money in every way possible. At first Sherai had a great deal against it, of course, but as time went by she learned to live with it , though it caused her a great deal of depression. She thought of herself as nothing but property and had a huge problem with her self esteem, causing her to think a lot less of herself.

As soon as the second war broke, Sherai's mother left to serve in the war, leaving an opportunity for Sherai to run. She packed up everything she could get her hands on and ran away. She didn't know where she was going or how long will it take to get there but she had to escape. She ran to the woods in order to remain hidden, secluded from society.

At first because she was afraid to go back, choosing to stay in the woods to avoid being found. Over time, the wilds grew to become a second home and she remained there over the course of twenty years. She learned to communicate with animals in her own way and began to find them more family than what she had. With that turn, she treated animals as other sentient beings instead of simple animals. Sherai learned to cook from what she could get in the wilds, already knowing a bit of herb tracking, she was off to a good start. Sherai took a knife and a small axe with her when she ran, using them to work with herbs and meat, she learned how to tend to herself.

During the time Sherai spent out in the wilds, Silvermoon was assaulted by Arthas and the scourge. She didn't know a thing about it until the Sunwell was destroyed. Sherai felt the sunwell's destruction as a impossible-to-feed hunger, she ate everything she could for so long but didn't manage to solve her hunger problems.

Sherai went out for a walk in her forest one day only to stumble across a small pocket of Blood elves, now renamed by Prince Keal'thas from High Elves in honor of the fallen. She was intimidated at first but they treated her quite nicely, telling her what had happened to Silvermoon and offering her to join their ranks, so she did. During the time she was with the Sin'dorei, Sherai felt out of place and very un-wanted, seeing as she spent a lot of her life in solitude, not knowing how to act around normal people.

When Sherai was with the Blood Elves they taught her how to use a bow and how to improve her survival skills. They taught her how to fight and defend herself with a bow and a large, wooden sword. Sherai really liked using a bow as a weapon, it was a refreshing change from using a dull knife. She gladly accepted the lessons and during her training, her master gifted her a worn out bow and a large, two handed sword with a special engravement on it. The engravements served no magical purpose, but posed simple words. "This blade shall ensure your survival, Sherai." The engravement was in a dark red color, and was written by her master as a gift.

When the Sin'dorei joined forces with the Naga, and were imprisoned by the humans for the alliance, Sherai thought it would be the end and that she would rot away in a cell forever. She let her mind corrupt itself even more from the solitude and the thought of her life ending like this until Kael'thas and Lady Vashj broke the Sin'dorei out of the prison block. Sherai did not know how to react to being rescued, so she allowed it to go over her head to avoid letting the confusion overwhelm her. She did what she does best, run away. She ran to the wilds again, trying not to be noticed by the rest of the Blood Elves as she kept her life as it was.

Once the Sin'dorei returned from the outlands, Sherai stumbled across a group which taught her how to syphon the magic from the fel crystals. She was very glad to finally end her hunger but was still afraid of any sort of society. She left again to the wilds where she started training as a tracker on her own.

Sherai didn't know anything about the Sin'dorei joining the horde until she came to Silvermoon one day to look for a new weapon after she broke her in an encounter with a violent gorilla. When she was in Silvermoon, she met her old master which gave her a new bow, seeing she didn't have any money to get one of her own. Everyone she met explained to her the events that occurred during the time she was away, she was shocked. Not really knowing how to react, she left off to the wilds again without a word.

A year passed since she left Silvermoon and the sunwell was restored, she felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulder, not needing to rely on Fel crystals anymore. She was relieved and overjoyed, using her now satisfied hunger to go and explore around the continent. She found an old camp by the Arathi highlands during her explorations and decided to stay there, now that she didn't need to run around and hunt all the time.

Throughout all the events of her life, Sherai lost more and more of herself and eventually became demented, started because of her parents' treatment causing a huge mental scar. She doesn't know how to behave around people and she doesn't know how to react to certain feelings like love and pain. She reacts to both of those with very odd things such as animal noises, anger or simply laughing manically.

Sherai now resides in a small house in the Arathi Highlands mountains, secluded from any society and only goes to Silvermoon when in need of items you can't get in the wild. During those visits of Silvermoon she tends to avoid interaction as much as she can and chooses to remain hidden.