Fae

Name
Ms Fae Leafrunner (although she recently changed her surname to Ratbane)

Physical Traits
A tall, slightly bony night elf girl who has barely reached adulthood. She always looks extremely nervous and guilty and gnaws at her fingernails and bottom lip constantly. Fae spends large amounts of time in cat form and can be recognised as a large, shiny black panther with calculating yellow eyes.

Race and Class
Night elf druid

Guild
None

Occupation
Rat catcher

Family
None. Only daughter of Riviti and Edoar Leafrunner, who both died in the Third War.

Background
After the death of her parents, Fae was looked after by the Cenarion Circle in Darnassus and began initial training as a druid. However, her rebellious streak coupled with the stifling and restrictive ways of elven society caused her to run away to seek her fortune in the human lands. Blessed with a beautiful singing voice, Fae thought that she could become successful in Stormwind as an entertainer, and began the long and perillous journey as soon as she was able. Unfortunately, Fae ran into trouble along the way. As she crossed the Wetlands, a fog descended and she wandered off the road into one of the murloc villages in the area. As the blubbering fish-men attacked, Fae was certain she was going to die, but suddenly, the mulocs fled. From the mist came the unmistakable gurgling sound of murlocs getting turned into sushi. Before she passed out Fae saw a figure come out of the fog. At first she thought it was a human woman- but to her horror, it turned out to be a Forsaken witch with glowing eyes and a mocking smile.

Fae woke up on the path and continued to Stormwind, trying to put the experience from her mind. When she got there, however, she found her dreams crashing around her ears. Stormwind was chock full of pretty, bouncy, flirty, skantily clad night elves, dancing on post boxes, bar room tables, on the altar of the Cathedral. They didn't need one more. Crestfallen, Fae shacked up with the first lout that would give her the time of day.

But the events in the swamp refused to leave her. Fae began having terrible nightmares, and sometimes blacked out, awakening in strange places. There was a whispering she heard in her head, urging her to spy on people within the city. She began having problems controlling her shapeshifting, and the loutish boyfriend flipped out when she transformed into a bear at a most, erm, intimate moment. He left her, and later went stark raving mad, jumped in the canal and got eaten by a sewer beast.

Fae slumped into a deep depression. Other elves thought she was weird and slightly disgusting, as in bear form she would gobble up any leftovers lying around, slaughter sheep, and do what bears are infamous for doing in the woods. In desperation, she consulted both the Scarlet Missionaries and the head of the Royal Apothacaries for help. The Scarlets, sympathetic to the last, suggested she kill herself. The Good Doctor suggested that Fae was cursed and would need to find a powerful warlock to help remove it.

Utterly miserable, Fae wandered the streets as a vagabond, and suicide became a more and more appealing option. After a half-hearted attempt at prostitution went horribly wrong, she walked to the Stormwind bridge late at night and prepared to throw herself off, but the voice in her head stopped her. When it had once been irritable and comanding, it was now soothing and silvery tongued.

"Why blame me for your problems elf when they are entirely your own doing.? Was it not me that saved you from death in the swamps? Has any human in this city thus far shown you such mercy and kindness? I am your faerie Godmother, and you owe me a debt. I can control you by force if I must, but it would be much more better for us both if you were to aid me willingly. Be my eyes and ears in the city of men and I will help you realise your dreams- wealth, stardom, and the ability to charm a handsome man."

"Why blame you? You've cursed me. I can't shapeshift properly anymore- its gone haywire!" sobbed Fae.

"Idiot girl, scolded the voice. I did not curse you. It was your own lack of confidence and childishness that have stopped you mastering your animal forms. If that Doctor you'd visited had any sense, she would have told you that. You are weak, Fae. You need me. I am more powerful than you can imagine, and I can make your life a blessed existence, or a living hell. Now, swear alliegance to your Godmother."

"I-I swear," whispered the druid, her face drained.

"Good hissed the voice. Now, go back into the city. Watch. Listen. Stay out of sight. And for the Dark Lady's sake, you're just embarrassing as a bear. Try and find a more suitable shape to stay in. Oh and Fae...."

"W-what?"

"I am taking something of yours. And its something you'll miss. Call it collateral. if you do well, maybe I will return it to you."

At that, Fae felt a searing pain in her throat. She choked, grasping it, and fell to the ground coughing. She thought she heard a chuckle in the back of her mind before she fainted dead away.

When Fae came to, the extent of what the witch had done to her was revealed. Her once beautiful elven lilt was gone, replaced by the squawking voice of a Stormwind Guttersnipe. The Forsaken witch had stolen away the only thing she was good at. If anyone ever asks her about her accent, Fae usually says she got hit on the head by something and quickly changes the subject.

Since that fateful day, Fae has remained a spy in Stormwind. She mostly remains in Cat form to avoid the eyes of the Scarlet Missionaries, and catches rats to sustain herself.

Criminal Record
Spying and treachery.

Personal Notes
Fae is extremely young and has a profound lack of confidence. She is naive and not very well educated. She is also lonely and craves kindness and is looking for someone to take care of her. Despite all this, Fae as found friends in Stormwind and is a chirpy, sweet, often funny girl, and completely at odds with most other night elves. She hates her current employer but is too frightened of her to try to escape her clutches. She has a huge crush on a gentleman from the city but is far too embarassed to say anything.

Current Status
Looking for something more out of life. Trying to fin a way to get her voice back.