Sitharion

Name and Title
Lieutenant Sitharion, surname unknown

Physical Traits
Sitharion is nearly always seen with his hat, only letting a few close friends see him without it. Covering the upper half of his face, somewhat hiding his eyes, not many knows how his eyes and hair looks. Usually wears either a black leather-outfit or clothes for blending in with the nature, usually a green shirt with long sleeves, a pair of brown, durable pants and boots. Usually one or two scimitars is hanging by his side, and a beautifully made elven recurved bow. Sith is taller than most and his body is slender but muscular, even though it is scarred. Around his neck he carries a necklace with a crystal that seems to shine in different colors.

Race and Class
Night Elf Hunter

Guild
Old Town Trading Company

Occupation
Lieutenant in the Army, 9th Ranger Platoon. Prev. Bounty Hunter, Mercenary.

Family
Sireth - Father Deceased, sickness Deyia - Mother Deceased, sickness Guenhwyvar - Panther Companion Living

Background
Sitharion is very reluctant when it comes to talking about himself. He was born in the deep forests of Ashenvale about seven leagues from Astranaar. His father was a Weapon Master, known as The Nightwind because of his speed and skill with the Scimitar. His mother was a Priestess of Elune and a skilled Physician. Sith used to spend all of his time together with his father outside their house, training, both with the dual scimitars and the bow. When his father was called to war against a tribe of Furbolg in the area now known as Felwood. The father didn't return until two years later, when Sith was seventeen. He didn't stop training, even though he wasn't nearly that disciplined and often left my mother alone whilst he was out in the forest, tracking animals. When his father returned, however, he was changed. He wasn't a kind and gentle person anymore. Instead he stayed inside his "office" most of the days, just coming out to eat, sleep or train. Alone. The years passed, and when Sitharion was about thirty his mother grew sick. She was the only one who knew how to cure illness, and her sickness made her so tired that she barely had energy to eat. And they couldn't travel to Astranaar, because it was in the middle of the winter. She passed away in the following spring, and Sitharion's father never exited his office except for getting some food, which he ate in there. As the time passed, his father started to eat less and soon passed away too. Saddened, Sitharion took some useful things - his father's scimitars, his own elven recurve bow and quiver, a waterskin and a salve his mother had made, that would reduce pain if applied on a wound. Then he set out into the forests of Ashenvale, making his way to Astranaar, where he met an old Dwarven Beastmaster, Sordar Wolfclaw, who was out hunting stags. Sitharion befriended the old Beastmaster, who offered Sith to come with him back to Dun Morogh, where the Night Elf lived for many years together with the Dwarf, who taught him every single thing he knew about tracking and beastmastery. It was on a trip together with Sordar when Sith befriended his trustful companion - Guenhwyvar, meaning Shadowclaw in Dwarven. But Sordar was very old, even by Dwarven standards, and passed away about five years after they had met. Once again, Sitharion was alone. First he travelled around as a Mercenary, but soon became a Bounty Hunter for many years, participating in the Third War. Since a few years back he has been in the Alliance Army, in it's only Ranger Company, where he has got the rank of Lieutenant.

Criminal Record
Killing.

Personal Notes
Hm?

Current Status
With the Army in the Outlands, leading unsuccessful attacks on the Blood Furnace of Hellfire Citadel. Recently took the Ramparts, even though losing half his platoon two days prior.

Characters|Alliance|Night Elf|Hunter