Ewyllyn

Name
Ewyllyn Gentlespring.

Physical Traits
Red hair, grey-blue eyes, a slight roundish nose. Her face common, though the nose looks a tad misplaced.

Race and Class
Human/Mage.

Guild
None.

Occupation
A Mage affiliated with the Mages of Dalaran, and has ties to Theramore Isle. Word goes that she's dismissed on an indefinite period of time.

She is an accomplished tailor, and knows a bit about enchanting.

Family
Hieronymous Gentlespring, father. Deceased.

Sarah Gentlespring, mother. Deceased.

Jonathan Gentlespring, brother. Status unknown.

Background
Born in Stormwind to a magi couple, but moved to Dalaran with her parents and older brother. Ewyllyn and Jonathan both trained as magi, yet neither did service in any of the wars except the Third War, during which Ewyllyn was seperated from her family, only have circumstances drag her over the sea and into Kalimdor, where she fought alongside her fellow Humans. Having lost all of her close friends in battle, and mourning the loss of her life's love, she became bitter and drunk in the years following the outcome of the battle of Mount Hyjal, which she participated in. Nagged by survivours guilt, which only became worse after the Orcs ended the whole Admiral Proudmoore affair, Ewyllyn became an unnecessary burden for the defenders of Theramore Isle, whose commanding personel advised that it would be best to relinquish her of service for an indefinite amount of time. Left with little but a small hope to rejoin with her family she agreed, only to finally see the miserable ruins of Dalaran and the devastation of Lordaeron.

Spurred by the fact that her parents had been absent when Dalaran was brought down, and following a trace which lead her back to the city where she was born, more tragedy was to be found as she only found the two graves of her mother and father, who'd passed away. Her brother had left no trace, and no one knew what had become of him.

Disillusioned, and only more tired of life than she'd already been, Ewyllyn went back to the bottle, drinking heavily and not caring if she was annoying to anyone.

The only noteable change was when she, riding drunk, almost rammed her horse into Eileena and plummeted into the canal. Lingmai, a Draenei that was at that particular time talking to Eileena quickly helped her up, and when meeting the selfsame Draenei again she was introduced to Trawe. Trawe seemed to be able to reach the bitter woman, and eventually even managed to talk her into to stay off the alcohol - something that she struggled immensely with. Yet strengthened by the fact that someone apparently still cared, she gave in and did as best she could to help Trawe in turn.

Thinking that she'd perhaps finally found some new purpose, she made approaches to join with the Starlight group that Trawe was part of, but when Anadelonbrin, one of Starlight's leaders, asked her what she could offer aside from simple service as tailoring or fighting, Ewyllyn didn't know how to answer. Frustrated by the lack of response from the Night Elf, Ewyllyn freaked out, yelling bitterly as all her guilt woke anew. However, when recounting some things that occured at Mount Hyjal, she angered the Night Elf, who seemingly now refuses to even speak to her.

Embarressed, bewildered and upset Ewyllyn decided just to give up with everything, and head out North to either find her brother or peace in death. Trawe pleaded with her to stay, and managed to get through the barriers of guilt and shame - and she agreed to stay.

Family Background
Under construction.

Criminal Record
None.

Personal Notes
Friendly, but shows little patience with people she thinks are outright stupid. Can often be seen talking to her horse, due to the lack of people to speak to and the absence of friends. At other times she's outright hostile, asking people to scram.

Current Status
Has returned home to Stormwind after having participated in the Third War and other conflicts following the end of the war at the battle of Mount Hyjal. She went on a drinking spree and caused a slight annoyance with her loud singing of the song "Where march you, soldiers of Stormwind", and nearly rammed into some people on the street while riding drunk on her horse, Alexia.