Vyrnn

==Name==

Magi Vyrnn Morrowwind

==Physical Traits==

Vrynn has pale white hair and green eyes, she is a bit smaller then the average female Blood elf and her weight is a secret. her cupsize is around a large "B" and she is often seen in a blue and white robe which she wears for comfort rather then appearance. A change of style is rare for her unless the situation requires it to be so.

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She is often seen with her spell book attached to her belt with a special holster for it. Her belt also has a few small pouches attached to it containing mixtures of crushed stone, herbs or a combination of both which hold magic (amplifying) properties.

==Race and Class==

Blood Elf Mage

==Guild==

N/A

==Occupation==

Game proffesions:

-herbalore

-Tailoring

==Family==

Aldarrion Morrowwind (Father/Deceased)

Illyth Morrowwind (Mother/deceased)

Helion Morrowwind (Younger Brother/deceased)

==Background==

Pre-warcraft III history:

Vyrnn had quite the average youth; a small and cheerful child playing around every day, oblivious to what happened beyond the walls of Silvermoon. In time she grew older and around her 90th year she started show signs of having the gift of magic. Soon after she entered the Sunspire Academy of Magic as an apprentice. She proved to be quite apt in the studies of the Arcane and indulged herself in it.

Like every High Elves at the time, she had to learn all the basic knowledge of magic, and after succeeding in mastering this she (as did many of her fellow apprentices) moved on to advanced fire bound magic. She studied the arts of arcane fire, only to find out that her interest lay with other forms of magic. She experimented with arcane for a few short years as well but decided this was not a school of magic she wished to practice. Instead, she picked up a school of magic that was rarely touched by her kin; ice bound magic. However, it was not as easy as one might think; there where no (willing) mages to teach her the arts of frost, thus, turning to self-study was the only remaining option. This proved to be difficult as well, the books that where open for public use where often nothing more then mere theories or rendered useless due to the passing of time playing it's toll on the pages which became faded, and thus unreadable. Save for a handful of books that described the process of shaping arcane energies into solid ice.

With study material almost being non-existent, she turned towards traveling merchants and foreign material, as she knew frost was a well-practiced school among the human lands. Every now and then she'd batter her eyelashes a few times and show off her...’assets’ to one of the male traders which all of the sudden was more then willing to provide her with study material or any sort of information that might prove useful upon their next return from the human lands. She would give them a simple ‘thank you’ and pay them for their services. Those that where persistent in a ‘greater’ reward--or simply where being pushy--ended up being polymorphed into any random critter or pest depending on Vyrnns mood. But even still, these small opportunities proved rare as foreign traders rarely ever visited Silvermoon, and most of the traders of her kin would rather not trade with humans. And even if the opportunity did arise, it would take months for one of them to return. To pass time, she indulged herself in the base construction of spells and magic, which is not unheard off but rather unnecessary as the blood elves natural affinity for magic allows them to skip certain steps, which other races have to learn in order to be able to master the arts of arcane. She studied different subjects within the formatting of magic she gained a basic understanding of spell circles, instead of learning how draw a spell circle from an example and materials set out before you, she gained a basic understanding why those materials where used and what certain symbols and combinations of lines did within the circle, as well as beginning to understand what exactly happens when molding a spell into its shape.

This continued for years and years, and when she turned 127, she became confident in her own abilities and drew a spell circle of her own, trying to create a spell of her own. It needs not be said that she failed miserably, teaching her a lesson in restraint and never to overestimate her own capabilities. The spell was unstable and tore itself apart before her very eyes, exposing Vyrnn to an immense folly of arcane energies; the strain on her body was immense and her usually blond hair turned white due to the stress the arcane force put on her body. She was tied to the bed for a few months, over thinking what she did wrong, not willing to give up on months of preparation and research in order to create the spell. After the first two weeks of her confinement to the bed, she decided to give it a rest and pick up on the matter again when she became skilled enough to look back on the matter and make it work. She continued her studies as usual and had gotten out of apprentice hood much later as the other apprentices, at the age of 157 she finished up and became an assistant of Lady Skysong, who was a magi that taught arcane at the Sunstrider Academy of Magic. She was one of the few of apprentices that decade that finished her apprentice hood with knowledge concerning the fundamentals of magic. Which was quite a rare treat. Personally, she had no love at all for arcane magic, but she wasn't satisfied yet with her own results and this way she could use the Academy's library for a bit longer as well as free meals and shelter. This lasted for a few years until she turned 167.

History during and after warcraft III

Exactly a decade later, the traitor prince was at their doorstep; ever so slowly but surely he moved in on Silvermoon. Vyrnn did not notice much of the first and second war. Of course she had read about it as well as heard about it every now and then on the streets of Silvermoon, but to her this war was as the first two ‘a Storm in a glass of water’ and expected it to blow over anytime, as did many of her kin. She was soon to be proven wrong. The High elves put up a tremendous fight against Arthas under guidance of ranger general Sylvannas Windrunner, which blocked him in every way she could. She managed to maintain this for a few weeks, but in the end the scourge broke trough. By the time, Vyrnn noticed their impending defeat nearing, it was already too late, Arthas tore trough Silvermoon using some sort of dark magic, and with the absence of Sylvannas, there was no real leader of the High elf forces. The Scourge poured into the city like water trough a small hole in a dam, and butchered the population Including Vyrnn' s father, mother and little brother, of which the latter was only few years away from joining the Farstriders.

Vyrnn was trapped beneath the rubble as Arthas his spell had caused many buildings to crumble and even more where reduced rubble. She was at the academy when the walls had collapsed and the ceiling came crushing down on them. She managed to shield herself from the falling stone just in time to see a panicking apprentice getting crushed after which she was pressed to the floor. Her legs where stuck underneath pieces of the ceiling. She was able to prevent any lethal injuries by putting up a shield, but she could not fully resist the impact of the stone and was thrown to the ground. She remained stuck for almost two weeks, feeding on morning dew mixed with the fluids of the dead giving it a disgusting taste of decay. She would conjure up some solid food every now and then or if need be something to drink, but only if she really needed either of the previously mentioned items since conjuring them up would fatigue her.

After almost two weeks, she was freed from her stone imprisonment with the stench of urine and death and other unpleasantries sticking to her like a desperate maiden clinging to her lover. She changed into new cloth after soaking in scalding hot water for a few hours and was imprisoned again, not in a stone prison but a slightly more comfortable environment. She was not able to leave her bed for yet again a few months until she was fully recovered. Even though she protested against this, she was ordered by one of the surviving Farstrider captains not to leave her chambers. Seeing as everything had suffered considerable damage, save the bed, she had nothing else to do then sleep and grief for her kin and loved ones.

She was taught yet another lesson by the cruel parts fate play, "one must never lose sight of his or her own arrogance" It might not have mattered much but if the High elves had not underestimated this new threat, they could at least have send the youth woman and the elderly and all other non-combat personnel off to a safer area. Yet their arrogance blinded them to take the proper safety precautions.

When she fully regained her strength, their prince Keal'thas had rallied their people to Silvermoon and had left with a person only known in ancient songs, towards the fabled Outland. They received minor aid from the Naga as the rest of the alliance lay in ruins or not capable of offering assistance.And a few months later, they left the Alliance undoing the pact that was made centuries ago. The pact was made with Stromgarde and the Arothian Empire, but that was not even worth mentioning now. The elves where desperate for a new source of power, as the sunwell had been severely tainted with corrupt and foul energies, originating from the remains of Kel'Thuzad. The elves named themselves Blood elves in honor of the fallen ones and their dwindling numbers became lesser by the day. The elven magi reached out for a new source, fel energy while those who could not restrain their hunger for magic descended to the ranks of the wretched.

Vyrnn was tempted to tap from the corrupted fel energies, however, she had not forgotten the cruel lessons fate and her own wrongdoing had taught her. Instead, she disciplined herself and rationed the mana crystals that where given to her. She saw her kin suffer as she did, however she was not foolish enough to experiment with arcane forces far beyond her own capabilities. Rommath, a mysterious arch mage that came to their aid before prince Keal'thas left, raised the city from the ground using magic, within mere days the greater part of their city stood strong once more. Filled with admiration towards Rommath she regained hope. "Surely he would be capable enough to find our kin a new source" She thought and she figured she only needed to last long enough until that time. She gathered bloodthistle, which was known for boosting magic when consumed for a short period of time as well as the stone Fluorite, which is a clear gem which is green, blue, teal, yellow or pink colored. It is renown for boosting power from any other stone, including mana crystals and also helps with reducing anger and desperation. She kept one around an arcane forged ring and a handful of those in a crate where she stored her mana crystals as well. The effects of these kinds of items where nowhere near sufficient and where not renown for durability as fluorite has to be mined and loses its function over time and Bloodthistle is an herb that only grows within Eversong woods. Not to mention that both recourses are incredibly limited. Nonetheless it kept Vyrnn busy and improved the situation if only by the slightest.

Days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months as Illyth saw her people suffer; their prince had betrayed them and attempted to summon Kil'Jeaden to Azeroth, only to be stopped by the combined forces of the regent lord Lor'themar Theron, the grand-magister Rommath and the ranger-general Halduron Brightwing, as the remainder forces of the Silvermoon, with the Horde and the Alliance backing them up in order to stop him from completing his devious plan. The Sunwell was restored by the eredar Velen; the prophet of the naaru as the Blood elves as a whole rejoiced for there was hope once more.

==Family Background==

Vyrnn her Father belonged to a guild that specialised in all trades and crafting of enchanted or magical items, he had a high function within the guild due to his talent to point out what to sell at what kind of place and on what time. He was born to the bussiness as his 5 generations before him where part of the very same guild. He earned enough money to buy themselves a house within the walls of Silvermoon and send Vyrnn to The sunspire Academy of magic.

Her Mother (maidens name is Illyth Dawnbreeze) came from a house where it was common that the sons would enter the militairy, be it either the farstriders or the order of paladins (currently the bloodknights) and the woman would stay home and take care of the house unless they had a magical affinity, then they would be send to the Academy of magic.

Both the House of Morrowwind and the House of Dawnbreeze where against the marriage, both Illyth and Aldarrion got disowned by their respective houses.

==Criminal Record==

Use of experimental magic when not entitled to do so

Use of magic during apprenticehood without supervision

==Personal Notes==

She is very cold towards individuals, even those of her kin. During her time as an apprentice magi she broken many hearts due to this. However, this was but a mere test of character of the individual approaching her, nonetheless many have failed to see trough this and thus trough that aspect of her character combined with her preference for frost spells earned her the name "lady Ice". In reality she is a caring person regarding her kin, especially to it as a whole rather then individuals. Pride, restraint and morality are the three things she holds very dear and upholds them with vigor. She is well known for sarcasm and the cold attitude; words dripping with cold acid. Her attitude towards their undead allies is neutral; as she does not enjoy being around them, though she refrains from offending them. Nonetheless she holds much love for Sylvannas as she was and still is one of the heroes she grew up with, and even in death she is still her kin. According to her, even the Felsworn are her kin and she does not enjoy fighting them. As far as the Horde is concerned; she finds them no more then savage beasts. There are exceptions of course, but she rather not search for those rare individuals and i quote: "A complete and utter waste of time and recources"

A few things that she enjoys are: - Listening to tales - A (n) (occasional) good bottle of wine - Tea - Books

==Current Status==

How the character's at the moment.