Verrial

Information

Player: Renown0

Character Full Name: Verrial Skyglaive

Character In-Game Name: Verrial

Association(s): The Kaldorei, The Ravencrest Legacy Forces

Race: Kaldorei (Night Elf)

Class: Warrior

Age: 10,682 (She's very precise.)

Sex: Female

Hair: Dark blue, and reaches almost to her waist. She buns it up when she puts on her battle helmet.

Eyes: Silver

Height: 7'1"

Weight: 206lbs

Appearance

Verrial generally wears a silver Darnassian dress. She changes into her armor when out and recruiting for her cause.

Personality

Verrial has a three-way personality. It just depends on where she is, and who she is with. However, the trait that carries over to each of these situations is the eeriness she carries with her due to her age. (Have you seen the elves in LotR? They're just so inhuman, it's a tad scary.)

When simply in Darnassus and with her fellow Kaldorei, she's kind-hearted. Quite often, she will even refer to the younger generation (Those under 600, and such.) as "My dears". There is very little that angers her at times like this.

When she gets around other, "allied" races (Which is extremely rare), her kind heart changes to stone, and she feels the need to wear all of her armor and carries... a fair amount of weaponry. Her distrust to what she refers to as the "Mortal races", or more precisely "The races with no chance of immortality", only grows as she spends more time with them. She may say that she is one of the Kaldorei who is simply using the Alliance to bring along her own causes, but she would always prefer to kill one of them than receive aid. I also find it important to mention that while Verrial does identify with the (apparently?) immortal Draenei, her "Never accept outsiders' aid" attitude still remains. In other words, if there's no other NElves on, she'd be willing enough to speak to a Draenei to make a good RP.

Finally, around enemies, her eeriness rises to an unbelievable level. Even if she is only scouting enemy territory, her eyes will lock onto any possible opponents until they are dead, or until she knows they are out of the way. Her large array of weapons stashed in her armor remains, but she carries a gigantic sword on her back. When she speaks, her voice is either nigh-inaudible due to quietness, or simply frightening when she barks orders. She never makes a noise during a fight, however.

History

Verrial was born long ago, before the War of the Ancients. She doesn't recall the exact location, but she knows it was destroyed by the Sundering. During the War, she joined the Kaldorei Resistance and idolized Lord Kur'talos Ravencrest. After his death, Verrial began fighting more and more ferociously, and quite often with tears in her eyes.

After the Sundering, Verrial trained with the Sentinels and whoever else she could, eventually becoming specialized in melee combat and classified as a warrior. She is still proficient with a bow, however, and is not opposed to using one to pick off stragglers.

So, skip ahead several thousand years now. Other than the training, her life was quite uneventful. When the Kaldorei joined the Alliance, she fought grudgingly, seeing the other races as too weak and unworthy to receive help from such a powerful race as the Night Elves.

Whether her views are correct or not, Verrial has most recently been attempting to assemble Night Elves with the same general ideas that she has. She has seen all of the events that have taken immortality from the Kaldorei, and she has seen the attempts at returning it. The group she is gathering up is what she hopes can be the group that brings immortality, whether it is for themselves, or for the next generation of "her dears". After all, aren't most of the old Kaldorei radicals, too?