Kyrie

Information

Player: Kira13

Character Full Name: Anaya Cateye. Her first name is unknown to her.

Character In-Game Name: Kyrie

Nickname(s): Kyrie

Association(s): The Alliance

Race: Kaldorei

Class: Hunter

Age: 302

Sex: Female

Hair: Kyrie has shoulder-lenght, loose, blue hair.

Others: She has several markings, representing the night-watching owl.

Eyes: Glowing silver

Weight: 98 kgs

Height: 1.98 meters

Usual Garments/Armor: She wears a black leather suit, for better maneuverability and the ability to better meld in with the shadows. It is strapped in leather, also black. She has a mask she always wears when on a mission, be it scouting or assaulting.

Kyrie has, of course, a bow, not too long, not too short. She also carries with her two one-edged blades, for their ability to be swift and silent in battle.

Other: She carries a dozen throwing knives with her.

Alignment: Lawful Good

Personality: Kyrie is still at the age of 302, a youngster by Kaldorei standards. Even though she likes to joke and be silly, she can be serious too. And she is, especially during work. Kyrie is patient too, being able to scout or spy for days. The woodlands are her home.

She is curious about new things in her life, but likes to approach them cautiously. On top of that, Kyrie has a strong sense of justice, especially if Kaldorei culture or balance is in danger.

In battle, she uses her bow to take off her distant foes. Besides shooting with the bow, Kyrie has her two one-edged blades, which she wont hesitate to use. There is also Featherfang, her trusty sabertooth cat, who is always ready to protect or fight for her.

History: Kyrie has spent all her life in Astranaar. She lived a happy life, learning to shoot with the bow, to commune with animals, to search for traps and whatnot from her mother, who was one of the Sentinels.

But at the age of 132, her mother died in a scouting mission. Her group was attacked by rampaging Satyrs in the woods. Since the day Kyrie's found out, she had a great anger on Satyrs. She despises Satyrs, but not to the point of hunting them down to the last. Since the death of her mother, she's been all alone, living in the woods near Astranaar, rather than in the town.

The woods sharpened her hearing and sight. Kyrie's made many friends, most amongst the furbolgs, which took her in. She soon found Featherfang, her trusty sabertooth cat which she uses as both a fighting pet, as a mount.

About 50 years ago, Kyrie decided to return in the town and live how her mother probably wanted her to, as a ranger. Yet, no one accepts children amongst their ranks. And so, the trainers agreed to train her until she would reach an age high enough to join them.

But soon, the Third War broke out. All the Night Elves were called to war to help The Alliance and The Horde fight and save the world from the Burning Legion. Kyrie, and hundreds of Kaldorei from the rest of Ashenvale and Darkshore headed to the border between The Barrens and Ashenvale in a futile attempt to successfully hold the line. But they were quickly overwhelmed, and forced to retreat further inland.

They stopped at Mount Hyjal, in the human encampment, where she stood along with Shandris Feathermoon and Tyrande Whisperwind. But then, they were pushed back to the orc encampment. She got to know both these races' buildings and style of battle, but she didn't have time to explore and discover. The battle overwhelmed her and did not allow her feelings to be shown. Kyrie was distracted by the battle. Once, in a gap of time between the constant attacks, she stopped, and upon investigating the battleground, she felt proud of fighting with all these races, but also sad for the immense losses.

Afterwards they retreated to the night elf encampment, where they all stood their ground. The fighting intensified untill even the forces of nature intervened. She had a chance to save a fellow Kaldorei from the fist of an Abomination, but she was not fast enough to react, having to care about her own safety. She hates that it happened, and now she trains everyday to improve her aim and speed of reaction.

Sadly, both Kyrie and Featherfang were knocked down right when Malfurion teleported all the Night Elven forces in the shadow of the forest. When she came back to her senses, she was back in Astranaar, where a couple of druids were healing her wounds. Her trainer came soon to talk to her. "Congratulations, thero'shan. You were successfully enrolled amongst the rangers of Astranaar." "Wh-What happened? Did we win?" "Yes, we've won. You've done great! Past everyone's beliefs, I'll say." "Th-Thank you, shan'do!"