Faelaren

Name
Ranger Faelaren Brightmoon

Physical Traits
Whilst most Blood Elven women sport lithe 'delicate' frames, Faelaren's body posses a little more shape. Her form is more of a balance maintained by a strict regime of diet and exercise followed to the letter. What muscle she has gives her the strength to strike hard and deep into the flesh of her foes, whilst her lightness gives the needed agility to duck and weave her way through her enemy's swings.

Faelaren has a fair complextion only lightly tanned through the days she has spent under the sun of Quel'thalas. She is also untouched by makeup, wearing not the slightest lick of it unless attending a formal occassion. The same applies for jewelry, not a ring nor bracelet is worn by Faelaren unless she is attending some form of formal occassion.

The Ranger's hair is often tied back, the golden honey strands of blonde hair kept in a simple ponytail. All in all her physical apperance is quite simplistic, even her choice of attire shows nothing of major intrest. The swords at her sides are of Blood Elven craft an her armor is a uniform often seen worn by Ranger's, bearing the expected colours of blood red and gold.

Race and Class
Blood Elf Rogue

Guild
N/A

Occupation
Farstrider Ranger

Tracker

'Party Animal'

Family
Shalis Brightmoon - Cousin

Background
Faelaren was born to the Brightmoon family, a family of Magi revered by both Quel'thalas and the Violet City of Mages, Dalaran. As the families descendants and to follow in the footsteps of her parents, Faelaren was to be brougt up to become a powerful user of the Arcane. She quikly got a grasp on the use of magic, learning for herself a few minor spells, yet her training was soon cut short by the Scourge invasion of Quel'thalas.

During this time the Brightmoon family was decimated like so many others, Quel'thalas being left in ruin, its people in tatters and their source of magical sustainence lost to the Scourge onslaught. Stricken by grief and unable to look upon a Quel'thalas ravaged by unholy bligt she followed Prince Kael'thas and those who followed in on the hunt for a new source of magic for their people to sustain themselves upon.

She followed Prince Kael'thas out of Quel'thalas, across the blighted lands of Lordaeron as their hunt went on untill their Prince finally met with the Night Elf known as 'The Betrayer'. The Betrayer, Illidan, promised Kael'thas and those who followed him, Faelaren included, a new source of magical energy to sate ther first if they would follow him to the shattered world of Draenor.

Upon entering Draenor, Faelaren first felt her doughts. She watched as many of the Magisters and Elves amongst them began to loose themselves to their addiction, many fell dead without so much as a whimper, whilst more fell victim to insanity.

As the days on Draenor went by, Faelaren began to fear she too would eventually suffer their fate and as such began to distance herself from her use of the Arcane and eventualy broke away from the Elves whom followed Kael'thas. Alone on an shattered alien world, populated by alien creatures, Demons and dangers around every corner Faelaren strived to succeed in a test of survival.

Years passed as she wandered Outland, her knowledge of the world growing more and more whilst her skill with bow and blade began to increase as she fended off the bloodthirsty savage creatures of the shattered world and the demons that hounded her daily.

Eventually word reached her of a faction of Blood Elves breaking away from Kael'thas, deciding to seek out these Scryer's she joined them, offering her services to aid their goals upon the shattered world she earnt her stay upon the Scryer's Teir of the Naaru city of Shattrath.

Further more years passed on, the opening of the Dark Portal, the fall of the Betrayer, the end of the traitor Prince and the foiling of Kil'jaeden's attempmt to enter Azeroth, years passed untill Faelaren heard of news on Azeroth. The war against the Scourge was coming to a close, the end of the Lich King was at hand and things upon Azeroth were finally quietning down. Deciding this to be the most oppertune time, the Ranger gathered her things, said her farewells and departed to Azeroth and back to her home of Silvermoon and Quel'thalas.

Family Background
Faelaren comes from the Brightmoon family, an ancient family with traditions in the ways of the Arcane descending from the Highborne. Her parents, like her cousin's Shalis, were users of the Arcane and its magical energies. As she lived within a family of Magi, it was to be Faelaren's destiny since birth to follow the example of her familes descendants and her parents and become a user of the Arcane.

Criminal Record
Three cases of indecent exposure.

Six cases of disturbing the peace.

Personlity
Faelaren persoanlity differs depending on the race she is interacting with. When interacting with other Sin'dorei she treats them with the respect she feels they deserve, offcourse being a Farstrider that means the Blood Knights receive little. She is quite easy to approach, and aslong as their is fair amount of topics for conversation she is easy to talk to. With her fellow Sin'dorei she is fairly socialble.

When interacting with Orcs and Tauren she acts differently, she treats them with more respect, greeting them with hails of their native tongues. The very rarely seeks conversation with Orcs and Tauren, but would not turn such down.

When interacting with Trolls, Faelaren approaches them with sceptacism, her feelings regarding the Amani Forest Trolls causing her to come across as prejudice towards the Trolls of the Horde. She does not openly announce it however, and whilst she may be often mistrusting of them, should a Troll appraoch her with the intention of speaking, she will respond.

Regarding Undead, Faelaren often feels a deep disgust. She has little, if no love for any forms of Undeath, but the how the Forsaken have aided Quel'thalas and how their leader is what remains of the great Sylvanas' Windrunner, Faelaren often finds herself in a conflict of feelings towards the Forsaken. She rarely speaks to the Forsaken, rarely enjoys conversation with them and even more rarely enjoys their stench.

Current Status
Alive