Dilnikas

Information

• Player: Dilnikas

• Character full name: Dilnikas Moonshade

• Character In-game name: Dilnikas (DILL-nick-yass)

• Nicknames: Dil

• Associations: Cenarion Circle, Nighthaven

• Race: Night Elf

• Class: Druid

• Age: 3000

• Gender: Male

• Hair: Shoulder length; Light Blue

• Eyes: Born with silver, now amber

• Weight: 300 lb – He is quite muscular, though most of the muscle weight is in his legs, due constant running and exercise as both - Kal'dorei and animal.

• Height: 7'4”

• Other: Dilnikas prefers the panther and tiger forms over all others. He spends more time as an animal than as a Kal'dorei.

• Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Appearace

Dilnikas usually wears his leafy robe and a self-made mantle with wooden antlers.

Personality

If there is a race Dilnikas trusts, it's his own. However, the Tauren will always be the second after the Kal'dorei to him. He views all the other races – both, Alliance and Horde ones – very carefully, he sometimes may even be hostile to them. But no “intelligent humanoid” race will ever be as close to him as the animals of the wild. They are the only ones he is completely friendly to.

You never know what Dilnikas is going to do next. He is wild and acts “on the mood”, just like the Nature he reveres. When angry, he is like a wild, furious and ferocious beast. However, that is very unlikely to happen, for Dilnikas likes watching from afar more than participating. He lives in an order others find hard to understand.

History

“You say you knew him, Human? Well that means he saw you worthy... Why shouldn't I? Really, why shouldn't I... As a matter of fact, I will. I will tell you everything.

They said I was born on the Lake's bank. They? My parents. Ar'alah and Hemeron. The Moon Priestess and the useless one. Why useless? He had no talent. He couldn't bend the nature energies... he couldn't wield a blade either. Useless...

Have you ever seen our forests? The life in there? Beautiful... The beauty... Nature. So strong, so fierce, so dangerous... yet so beautiful. I really loved it. The power it possessed. And the people who were powerful enough to bend the very power. Druids. Back then, in my young age, I already knew what I will choose as my path.

I don't remember how old I was back then. But I do remember how it happened. I met an elder Druid, just outside their Dens in the forests. And I asked him. To teach me, that is. He promised to do so. I remember the sheer joy that filled me back then. We began very soon. He... the mentor was amazing at the Art of Nature. I remember those eager amber eyes watching me, hoping I succeed.

Our lessons on Azeroth took many years. But then the time for him to go back to the Dream came. Luckily, it was time for my first journey to the tranquil haven too. He took me with him. He took me to the quiet Dens. I remember the feeling of something mysterious when I walked through those narrow tunnels. And then we fell asleep, and then the Emerald Dream welcomed us. None is worthy enough for me to tell him what I experienced there...

I woke up, the power within me. Many years have passed, though I didn't know it at first. And the power... The power... It felt so good. I could shape trees. I could shape the land... I could shape my spirit and my body into the forms of the gloriously strong saber and the swift and agile... beast. With this power in my hands I ventured to the southern plains and deserts. To see the world, yet remain unseen myself.

I loved being an animal much more than being like the rest of us... That's why they didn't spot me. The green-skinned creatures yelling with their sharp voices and the tall, fur-covered beings. An army... and only a single me. I sensed trouble within these outlanders and returned home, to our forests. Just to see the groves being desecrated by the walking dead!

Our Hyjal! Our Tree! Those Demons... Those mutts. But we won. Yes... we won. And then, what do the “wise ones” do?! Plant Teldrassil! Damn them... Never am I setting my foot into that flawed thing. Never! They should know better... They see themselves higher than the Dragons... Higher than Ysera, for that matter! Never... And if I am...

Now! You asked me, I answered! I told you everything! So go! I want to be alone now... And to mend that squirrel... Then see how the bear is faring..."