Ayana

Information

Player: HelveteSong

Character Full Name: Ayana Flameweaver

Character In-Game Name: Ayana

Nickname(s): Felwitch [calls herself this], a few other names not suited for the eyes of children

Association(s): House of Elvi'anei

Race: Sin'dorei

Class: Warlock

Age: 101

Sex: Female

Hair: Brunette

Eyes: Fel Green

Weight: 111

Height: 5'10

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Appearance

Wears robes, dresses, cloth...Just about anything that's made of cloth.

Personality

Ayana is cunning, sadistic, and overall a very amazing strategist. What she lacks in armor and strength, she makes up in wit and sheer magic power. She has shown to be a sheer genius in Alchemy and warlock spells, tomes, and artifacts. Her will is absolute, and if she wants something, she will go to near extreme lengths to get it.

Other: Ayana's a serious drinker and will go to any length to get the information she wants. She also wears glasses, although she has no real need for them.

History

Ayana was born to two loving parents, her father being a merchant and her mother being an archeologist. She learned many different trades from both of her parents, her father taught her to haggle, tailor, and to be proper in front of higher ranking. Her mother, meanwhile, taught her about ancient ruins, alchemy, magic, and botany. She excelled in school, and made her parents very proud.

But, her parents were gone a lot. Her father would always be traveling around, selling his wares and making good profit, while her mother would be at ruins, searching for treasures and information. Ayana became very self serving, not really relying on anyone unless she was truly in need of something.

But one day...Something clicked. She realized that she could get what she wanted, and she'd never have to take care of herself again. She could follow in her mother's footsteps, using her father's knowledge of bartering and proper manners to dupe people into a false sense of security. Everything was falling into place, and she could do whatever she wanted. Nothing would stop her...And anyone who tried would get a sword to the face and a shadow blast to the chest.

Her former teacher, a mage, was rather upset with her choosing this path of warlocky and alerted her parents. Ayana argued with them for awhile, then stormed out with nothing but the coat on her back. She lost her inheritance to a sibling, but she never mentions anything more. The Felwitch traveled for awhile, roaming around the lands of Azeroth. Eventually, she would return to Silvermoon City, and the news of the House of Elvi'anei caught her attention. She couldn't help but smile...This was her chance to gain some power, and she could find her parents and laugh in their faces. They said she would never become great as a warlock, never achieve anything truly amazing. Well...This was her chance to prove them wrong. She began her search for Baroness Sasail, her blood red lips curled into a sadistic smile.