Efee

Player: Psycho.

Character Full Name: Efiria.

Character In-Game Name: Efee.

Nickname(s): None.

Association(s): The Draenei race. The Alliance, The Aldor.

Race: Draenei.

Class: Priest.

Skills and Abilities: While Efee has gone astray from the normal path most priests of her race go to, straying into the usage of Shadow, she kept knowledge in medicine and first-aid. She is also not too helpless in face to face, able to at least not get butchered.

She also plays the violin.

Age: 604

Sex: Female.

Hair: Brown, sliding neatly a bit over her shoulders with one side of it moved behind her ear.

Eyes: Like all Draenei, a glowing blue.

Weight: 228.5 lbs [104 kg].

Height: 7'0" [2.13 m].

Usual Garments/Armor: Efee can be found in a black human suit, which she prefers to wear most of the time. Though on some occasions, she has more festive outfits should the need arise for them.

Other: On her person she carries a small journal, and a syringe usually filled with a substance of her choice (Usually poison). Her entire body is tattooed with black sharp tendrils, seeming like shadowy claws.

Personality: On the outside, Efee is cold and calculated. The only care she shows for the concept of romance is merely for breeding and helping the race, rather than an act of love between two. She is strict, and very disapproving of many customs she believes her race has fallen unto, and will show little to no restraint in expressing her distaste of them. Efee is a neat-freak, going to great distances simply to make sure everything about herself is to her liking and clean.

But on the inside, Efee is a dark and disturbed individual. Efee sees most acts of love as a taunt to her, and she is unable to look at her own reflection. Her constant need for control reached to obsessive levels, and she's delusional at times. Efee is well aware of her dark demented grasp of reality, and she does her best to counter it. Despite that, most of her efforts seem to be in vein.

History:

Born to a sorceress and an Anchorite, Efee has been born into a life of relative peace in the planet of Draenor. Despite this, Efee's parents were none the looser. They raised Efee from a young age in a near militaristic lifestyle, often told by her parents of the terrible enemy that hunts their race without leaving out a single detail of their horror. Her father taught her in the arts of the Light with a strict inspection, warning her of the other side of the Light... Of the shadows. Her mother in the meanwhile was responsible for teaching her the tasks of a woman in the house, and to play the violin.

It was safe to say, that while other children were playing and growing up, learning of things and the like, Efee was far too secluded in her studies and her training. She grew secluded of most friends for most time, rarely encountering other people than her parents. To cope with the loneliness, she spoke to herself... This slowly grew out of control as imaginary friends came to the picture, slowly blurring the line between fantasy and reality to the young Efee. She told no one of her secret friend, frightened of what her strict parents might say. During most of her childhood years, Efee spent alone and with a very minimal amount of affection on the end of her parents.

This all changed when she slowly entered puberty. Efee grew to be a fine example of a woman in those years, fair by standard terms at least, so to say. Slowly, she received more attention from the males of her race, and slowly lost the shy shell she usually donned. With much mixed feelings from her parents, she began dressing more to her new frame. Grooming herself. She made few friends, and even went on several dates. Yes, Efee was growing up... But somewhere in her mind, there was still something missing. The imaginary friend retained, no matter how many people was Efee with.

Slowly, Efee began a steady relationship with a male by the name of Xiuar. The two spent a great deal of time together, as each took their path. Efee began to be much more potent in the arts of the Light, while Xiuar took up the path of arms. The two grew up together, their bond growing for years to come until eventually Xiuar asked to take Efee as his mate. Not as joyed as she thought she would be, Efee accepted none the less, and within two months of time, the two were mated.

But slowly, as years went by and the two grew more talented in their chosen paths... Efee's life became almost dull. Every passing day, every kiss felt far less and less by the passing time. At the end of it all, the love was completely one sided. She hid this from Xiuar, fretting at what his response might be.

On a faithful night at Shattrath, Efee left out for a stroll. From the distance, she heard Draeneic chants and song. In her curiosity she went to examine the source of it. Slowly, she came upon a funeral march. Dozens of her kin, carrying lanterns were carrying a coffin towards the Auchidon. Silently, to honor the dead she followed them... The chants were mesmerizing, and the coffin illuminated by the torchlight was magnificent. For the first time in so many years, Efee felt truly... Alive.

The day after, Efee decided to begin devoting her life to care for the dead of the Auchidon. She began traveling more often to the Auchidon itself, sometimes spending whole nights among the silence of the dead. It was there she began to dabble into shadow magic, beginning slowly, but soon taking a greater pace in its use. This went on for quite a while, before a single night of retaining at home, Efee became pregnant. She and Xiuar were joyous of the wonderful news, and nine months later, her son came to be. But it was not much but a few days after the birth when Efee's mother fell victim to a sickness, passing away in the arms of her grieving father.

Duty and blood bound, Efee took on the work of burying her own mother, tending to the body prior. It was a shocking experience to say the least, an image which still haunts Efee. The image of a sickly Draenei woman, who's been ravaged by the illness. Soon after, she returned to tend to her newborn child, granting him all the affection she longed for in her youth. She became paranoid of her child, making sure he would never leave her sight.

Slowly, she watched her son grow to be a man, and to her great pride, a strong warrior. Her life felt at their finest, with both mate and son to her... Now a complete woman. This perfect image did not last long as soon, the Orcs fell under the thrall of demon's blood. Efee watched in terror as the dead piled up, taking care of the bodies... Some were mutilated beyond remains. More then once has Efee awoken in screams in memories of what she saw. And it was not soon until the Orcs turned their blood thirsting gaze upon Shattrath. Efee was part of those who escaped to the marshes, while her son and mate stayed back to pay the ultimate price for her survival.

Efee watched in grief back to the city, fleeing to the marshes. There, she served as best as she could as a medic and a doctor... Watching the horrible mutations that took so many of her kin. Efee remained in Zangarmarsh until Shattrath was retaken... She heard of the new allies they've made, soon meeting some of them. Her practice of the darker side of the Light returned soon after, as her mind struggled to cope with the tragedy had by all of her race.

Efee currently resides in Shattrath, serving under Harbinger Renus of the Aldor.