Tawyn

Physical Traits
Tawyn is a well build strong kaldorei male, his skin very pale and his hair completely white. Few scars cover his body, one at his left cheek bone as the most remarkable one. otherwise only some cuts here and there. Tawyn wears no specific armour, his forearms are wrapped in brown badages aswell as his feet and lower legs. He wears a broad belt with a few bags hanging from it and a set of baggy pants. Over his eyes lies a blindfold to shield the world from his mulitated eyes.

His intire torso has been tattoed in a Black, White and Fel Green pattern all around, and in rare occasions the green tattoed lines show a slight glow.

When visiting a night elven or Alliance settlement / city Tawyn always wears a disguise.

Demonic features:

Although he rarely shows it much, Tawyns hands and feet has started to develope claws, likewise his skin tone has darkened a little.

Race and Class
Night Elf warrior specialised in hunting down and defeat demons.

Guild / Community


Occupation
Kaldorei Demon Hunter

Background
Background

Early Life

"He was a lost child when first I found him, he had travelled for ages... and he, he was indeed lost. When first I stumbled into him he was in shock, confused and maybe even afraid of me. 

''Alas he was merely a child and yet he carried alot of burdens on his shoulders already. I took him with me, sat him on Niva'lera, my proud white young saber and rode off. The boy told me where he came from he told me everything. First of how he remembered the lush forest and then the hot sand. It was in the desert that he befriended another young elf, older than him indeed, but nevertheless he told me about her with bright light like the moon in his eyes. She taught him to fight when his parents was gone, she was like an older sister to him, even more. It all changed suddently as the War of the Shifting sands broke loose! He proceeded with telling the story, I ofcourse already knew of the war but kept listening, time was no matter in this cave. It had been a constant blood shed for him to watch and he stopped in his tracks, tears falling from his cheeks to the cave floor... we spoke little for a few days after, I gave him time to swallow his own story once again, but on the night, when the moon stood highest on the sky I took the boy with me further into the cave, there was a breaching in the end, the earth was scarred in the cave roof, and the moon light fell on a flat rock in the middle of the room. There a dagger was lying, shining in the moon light. Beside it was a thick tome and on the other side side, a malformed skull with a burning light within. The boy was stunned, he didn't know what to do, it was an amusing sight for me... his youth was such a wasted shame I thought, but I knew in my heart that my interveening could make it even worse... now that the boy had seen the very chambers of sacrifice, he would now proceed nomatter the cost, he was going to learn to fight proberly. We started soon after, I with a staff, he with a curved light blade. Time after time, charge after charge I bested him, beat him, his blood dripping more than once, yet when he was ready to give up... I took my time to explain this way, what it would lead him to, even he did not understand it all I could see the lights shine in his eyes again... so the boy kept on... WE kept on''". - Wethyulas

Years after

"He was good at what he did, and he was strong, even my build was not as powerful as the boy... but he had much to learn still. We had come across a demon in what is now known as Azshara, how and why it was there was still beyond us, remnants of the war decades ago perhaps... We enslaved it and brought it to the sacrificial chambers. It was here my own destiny would be sealed, and the boy would watch it all from the side'. Infront of me stood a cloaked elf. He aided me in the sacrifice of this demon, binding it's essence within me... I, Wethyulas. I could feel the boy's discomfort, but he stood still and watched. The cloaked elf reached his hand out for the skull. The light within it he used to burn my eyes out, the pain was grave, and I could feel how the boy somehow connected himself to me... it was like he felt the same pain..." - Wethyulas

At the age of a thousand and beyond.

"A man he was, a fighter stronger than many others. 'A strange race had enterred the woods of Ashenvale, we held our distance to the fighting. It was clear to me that something had come to Ashenvale, something beyond our skills, the flares burned brightly. Great flares in the horizont. We stalked the woods, kept out of sight, and we knew demons would come soon. The end of me, Wethyulas aswell. But with this story that has been told, it should be clear that it was I who led Tawyn Duskrunner on the path of the Demon Hunter... with Niva'lera at his side, I would know even in my death that the boy would succed... even without me.'" - Wethyulas

Such is the legacy of Tawyn Duskrunner, as told by his master, the Demon Hunter Wethyulas who was presumed dead in the defense of Hyjal. It let Tawyn to fall from his path for about seven years, until the day came and a former Demon Hunter guided him back on his path. He had joined forces with The Moonguard Even though he was following a different path, he swore he would use his powers to fight the evil of this world.

Although his will and promise to complete his task, he ventured to Outlands with a tome stolen from Shandaris Emeraldgrace, a tome which would awaken an evil soul, a shadow known as Bloodmoon.

In the Outlands he summoned Bloodmoon, and with her company he summoned a Succubus by the name Sharr'kia. With a shadow binding spell, Bloodmoon managed to hold Sharr'kia in check, and with the thrust of a blade, Tawyn sacrificed the Succubus on the altar. Breaking off a claw and with a spell containing fel magic, he ignited the claw, and with it clawed his eyes. Bloodmoon smirked grimly when he cried out on agony, and bound a blindfold over his eyes. He was now a Demon Hunter.

The Moonguard however found him, and Shandaris had vanquished Bloodmoon a few days after his ritual, his intentions with her failed, as he had planned to kill her when she least expected it.

After a few months continueing in the Outlands, Tawyn ventured back to Kalimdor. Forever hiding from the public.

Personal Notes
Those attuned to the light ( and demonic powers, Warlocks ) Might be able to sense a strong, though contained, demonic presence inside Tawyn.

((Inner Demon: Sharr'kia the Succubus))

Spells and abilities:
As a Demon Hunter, Tawyn has gained knowledge of a few spells and special abilities.

Immolate: Engulfs his body in flames for a small duration of time dealing damage to nearly enemies but wears off quickly.

Mana Burn: Tawyn is capeable of focusing his chaos powers with his inner demon to burn some of the mana of an enemy.

Power Fuse: Tawyn focus his chaos energy into his weapons, empowering them for a duration of time.

Current Status
Very much Alive

Inspiration
Tawyn was first and forth inspired by the Demon Hunter Loramus Thalipedes as he was the first Demon Hunter I saw in World of Warcraft, afterwards Illidan was indeed also part of the inspiration into forming Tawyn. Although his Personality was developed throughtout his leveling, starting from 1 to 80 Tawyn was changed, redone and all such things. Illidor was the one to guide Tawyn fully on his path and therefore was in my inspiration aswell as Hazadur gave me the inspiration of abilities and so on.