Kayluu

Information

Player: Latiel

Character Full Name: Kayluu

Character In-Game Name: Kaylluu

Nickname(s):

Association(s): The Ebon Blade

Race: Draenei

Class: Death Knight

Age: 3722

Sex: Female

Hair: White

Eyes: Light blue

Weight: 172 lbs.

Height: 7' 3"

Alignment: Neutral Good

Appearance

Plate armor

Other:

Personality

Self-righteous and stubborn, Kayluu believes even in her undeath that she is the hand that serves the Naaru's whim. She does not, and will not believe that she has become the very creature that she used to detest, some say she doesn't even realise that she's dead. . . Her life revolves around serving the Light, the Naaru, and seeking out that which is unholy, to destroy it by any means necessary.

History

Kayluu was raised by the blade, to serve and protect her people, and was taught all that her father had known of the light. Her father was relentless in her training, for he wished for her to do great things. The Draenei were always running, always hiding from the Demons that hunted them, but they were blessed by the Naaru, and Kayluu's father knew that they would one day have to fight against these monsters. So Kayluu was taught how to wield both a blade and the powers they had been granted by the Naaru, until an unexpected sister came along.

There was much rejoicing upon her sister's birth, for a second child was nearly unheard of among the Draenei. Laykuu she was named, after her sister before her. Their father tried to teach them both the ways of the light, and to treat them equally, but he could not help but favor Kayluu, as she was older, wiser, and more attuned to the light. Laykuu felt that the light should serve her, rather than the other way around, and so her interests drifted into the Arcane arts, rather than that of the light.

At long last, their people had reached a relatively safe haven. . . The world of Draenor. Here they would settle down, build up their homes, and forge a distant, if beneficial relation with the nearby people called the Orcs. Sibling rivalry quickly ensued as Laykuu learned just how destructive her magic could be, and she would use it at every opportunity to make Kayluu's life a living hell. Tormented day after day, by her own sister, Kayluu would simply not stand for it any longer. On that fateful day, Kayluu stole her father's blade, and engaged her sister. . . The fight ended cleanly, but Laykuu would never forget that day, for Kayluu clove off one of her horns as a final punishment for her previous actions. Needless to say, Kayluu was severely punished for this, and would be put through even harsher training.

Soon after this horrible incident, their people were attacked by the Orcs who they had lived beside peacefully for a short while. They were corrupted, by evil Fel energies, and they were ferocious, brutal warriors. Kayluu, even though she was still young, and had much to learn, fought beside her people, as they died around her. Early in the battles, Kayluu was severely injured, and removed from the fighting all together. After many, heavy losses, the Draenei were forced to retreat, and to find a new place to call home. It was not long until they discovered a way to flee Draenor, Tempest Keep, and the Exodar were their tickets off of the planet. After a long struggle with the Blood Elves, Kayluu fled with her people, only to find that their ship had been sabotaged, and they were in for a rough trip.

Kayluu awoke in a broken, shattered portion of the ship, metal covering most of her body, and pinning her to another wall of metal. She was retrieved quickly by her more fortunate bretheren, and would immediately set out to help others that were incapacitated, due to this unfortunate event. After most of her kin had recovered somewhat, she would set out to explore this world. She was curious, and had never known much more than her home, her training, and her family, now that most of them were presumed dead, she was finally free. Her travels brought her to the ends of Azeroth and back again, from the wild, corrupted lands of Kalimdor, to the corrupted shores of the Eastern Kingdoms. She would quickly learn who were her friends, and who to avoid, the stocky, bearded folk were always the kindest. She spent much of her time in Ironforge, before traveling to the Human capitol of Stormwind, and ultimately, to the cold reaches of Northrend.

Until recently, Kayluu has been fighting the Scourge in Northrend, and that is where she found the cold embrace of death. Her efforts had not gone unnoticed, however, and she would wake to find herself in a dark, horrific room. . . She had very few memories of what had happened before this moment, blood-curdled screams and the cries of battle making up most of them. She could also hear names, various voices floating between the warcries, and introducing themselves, her family, her friends. Here she learned what she had become, that she had been raised from the dead to serve in battle once again.