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'''Teliviel''' Farseil TarShaila
 
'''Teliviel''' Farseil TarShaila
   
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Presumed dead.
MIA
 
   
 
== Guild ==
 
== Guild ==
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Immortality lost, Teliviel stayed out of slumber in the sacred glade: as an elder druid, she performed her duties as a tutor for younger generations for a while, before she decided it was time to travel, and see what the rest of the world needed, or had to offer.
 
Immortality lost, Teliviel stayed out of slumber in the sacred glade: as an elder druid, she performed her duties as a tutor for younger generations for a while, before she decided it was time to travel, and see what the rest of the world needed, or had to offer.
 
After lending a healing hand where needed in Ashenvale for an extended period of time, she sailed from Auberdine: her destination was Ironforge. The unique beauty of the city and the warmth of the dwarven and gnomish population conquered her, and she made Ironforge her home, only seldom missing the familiar comfort of tree shades and placid lakes.
 
After lending a healing hand where needed in Ashenvale for an extended period of time, she sailed from Auberdine: her destination was Ironforge. The unique beauty of the city and the warmth of the dwarven and gnomish population conquered her, and she made Ironforge her home, only seldom missing the familiar comfort of tree shades and placid lakes.
And it's in the dwarven fortress that she met people she was destined to forge the alliance of a lifetime with. Craving for adventure and with a strong desire to help and distinguish herself from all the druid that stayed hidden in Moonglade, she joined a group of adventurers and treasure hunters in multiple assaults to the Molten Core, lair of the firelord Ragnaros, and Blackwing Lair, in which bowels awaited the eldest son of Deathwing, Nefarian.
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And it's in the dwarven fortress that she met people she was destined to forge the alliance of a lifetime with. Craving for adventure and with a strong desire to help and distinguish herself from all the druid that stayed hidden in Moonglade, she joined a group of adventurers and treasure hunters in multiple assaults to the Molten Core, lair of the firelord Ragnaros, and Blackwing Lair, in which bowels awaited the eldest son of Deathwing, Nefarian.
 
Sent on a mission to scout the effective might of the black dragon's forces, Teliviel and her comrades fell in a cunning trap: all were slaughtered, and she had to watch them die, unable to stop the massacre. Together with [[Garzafoss]] Coldtwist and [[Sunda]] Kastagir, a gnome warlock and a dwarven paladin of the Silver Hand, she managed to evade her own death, escape from Blackwing Lair and return to Ironforge.
 
Sent on a mission to scout the effective might of the black dragon's forces, Teliviel and her comrades fell in a cunning trap: all were slaughtered, and she had to watch them die, unable to stop the massacre. Together with [[Garzafoss]] Coldtwist and [[Sunda]] Kastagir, a gnome warlock and a dwarven paladin of the Silver Hand, she managed to evade her own death, escape from Blackwing Lair and return to Ironforge.
 
Crushed and alone, the three didn't have time to stop and mourn. They saw the machinery and the impressive amount of goblin technicians: Nefarian had to be stopped before he could unleash the abomination of a chromatic flight into the world. Three days after the massacre, they called themselves [[Dragonslayers]] and started searching for allies.
 
Crushed and alone, the three didn't have time to stop and mourn. They saw the machinery and the impressive amount of goblin technicians: Nefarian had to be stopped before he could unleash the abomination of a chromatic flight into the world. Three days after the massacre, they called themselves [[Dragonslayers]] and started searching for allies.
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At first nobody believed her, but nonetheless her entire army started working to prove their worth to the Bronze Flight. Teliviel began to show herself in public less, while the voices about her being "The Champion" were becoming persistent and attracting all kinds of unwanted attention. The Caverns of Time in Tanaris became her resting place of choice, Bronze dragons let her pass and reach the inner chamber where Nozdormu awaited for his Champion to report any progress.
 
At first nobody believed her, but nonetheless her entire army started working to prove their worth to the Bronze Flight. Teliviel began to show herself in public less, while the voices about her being "The Champion" were becoming persistent and attracting all kinds of unwanted attention. The Caverns of Time in Tanaris became her resting place of choice, Bronze dragons let her pass and reach the inner chamber where Nozdormu awaited for his Champion to report any progress.
 
She was allowed to see the Sands of Time constantly falling down with the mortal races of Azeroth, while the Aspect itself conversed with her. But she was not alone. Never.
 
She was allowed to see the Sands of Time constantly falling down with the mortal races of Azeroth, while the Aspect itself conversed with her. But she was not alone. Never.
Fearing for her life, the Dragonslayers had appointed her a personal guard, a demon hunter called Tharinas Darkflash, who followed every step she took, never leaving her side, and keeping everybody at distance. Strong rumors of a relationship beyond duty between the two began to spread around.
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Fearing for her life, the Dragonslayers had appointed her a personal guard, a demon hunter called Tharinas Darkflash, who followed every step she took, never leaving her side, and keeping everybody at distance. Strong rumors of a relationship beyond duty between the two began to spread around.
 
The druid and the demon hunter ended up disappearing from the public scene for a while: reappeared to call for aid from both Horde and Alliance to defeat Eranikus, Tyrant of the Dream and holder of one of the shards of the Scepter. Thanks to the intervention of Tyrande Whisperwind, high priestess of Elune, the ancient dragon could be redeemed, and voluntarly handed the Shard to Teliviel. Azeroth bowed in front of her, and Remulos, son of Cenarius and keeper of Moonglade, apologized and called her saviour.
 
The druid and the demon hunter ended up disappearing from the public scene for a while: reappeared to call for aid from both Horde and Alliance to defeat Eranikus, Tyrant of the Dream and holder of one of the shards of the Scepter. Thanks to the intervention of Tyrande Whisperwind, high priestess of Elune, the ancient dragon could be redeemed, and voluntarly handed the Shard to Teliviel. Azeroth bowed in front of her, and Remulos, son of Cenarius and keeper of Moonglade, apologized and called her saviour.
   
 
With the Scepter almost complete, the final task awaited: the Dragonslayers had to venture in the depths of Blackwing Lair to collect the red shard, entrusted to the Red Flight but stolen by Nefarian. After one of the countless expeditions in the lair, Teliviel became ill. Her physician, [[Berdrin]] Stormspanner, searched in vain for a cure to what was diagnozed as "Chromatic Flu", a virus that presented the strong resistance values of the experiments Nefarian was conducting to create the Chromatic Flight.
 
With the Scepter almost complete, the final task awaited: the Dragonslayers had to venture in the depths of Blackwing Lair to collect the red shard, entrusted to the Red Flight but stolen by Nefarian. After one of the countless expeditions in the lair, Teliviel became ill. Her physician, [[Berdrin]] Stormspanner, searched in vain for a cure to what was diagnozed as "Chromatic Flu", a virus that presented the strong resistance values of the experiments Nefarian was conducting to create the Chromatic Flight.
Time was of the essence, and even the Bronze Flight couldn't interfere with what was happening to their champion: Teliviel was forced to spend the last days before the opening of the gates in Berdrin's lakeside residence in Loch Modan, officially to rest.
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Time was of the essence, and even the Bronze Flight couldn't interfere with what was happening to their champion: Teliviel was forced to spend the last days before the opening of the gates in Berdrin's lakeside residence in Loch Modan, officially to rest.
   
 
While both the Alliance and the Horde were answering her call and travelling to Silithus, the general was dying. As a last attempt, Berdrin started working in secret on a daring engineering/medical project with the aid of his assistant, Lolee Tinkstorm, and prepared a potent tonic that would have allowed Teliviel to reach Silithus.
 
While both the Alliance and the Horde were answering her call and travelling to Silithus, the general was dying. As a last attempt, Berdrin started working in secret on a daring engineering/medical project with the aid of his assistant, Lolee Tinkstorm, and prepared a potent tonic that would have allowed Teliviel to reach Silithus.
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And then the day came:
 
And then the day came:
   
''The midday sun fixed its unflinching gaze upon the sands of Silithus, mute witness to the multitudes forming ranks outside the Scarab Wall. It continued its passage, though to the masses gathered below, it seemed as though the orb had stopped to cast down unrelenting waves of heat until the vast armies simply collapsed from exposure. ''
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''The midday sun fixed its unflinching gaze upon the sands of Silithus, mute witness to the multitudes forming ranks outside the Scarab Wall. It continued its passage, though to the masses gathered below, it seemed as though the orb had stopped to cast down unrelenting waves of heat until the vast armies simply collapsed from exposure.
   
 
''Amid the restless formations a lone night elf stood in quiet contemplation. Her companions eyed her with admiration; some, almost reverence. The others who were gathered, an assortment from every race in every land in the known world, viewed her with their own racial prejudices. After all, the blood feud between night elves and the likes of trolls and tauren dated back centuries. No matter their affiliations, however, all who had come to battle that day shared one sentiment for the night elf: respect. She was impassive, unwavering, and unflinching. These qualities had served her well in the recent months, providing her with the strength to continue when all seemed lost; when the quest seemed neverending; and when her companions had simply given up.''
 
''Amid the restless formations a lone night elf stood in quiet contemplation. Her companions eyed her with admiration; some, almost reverence. The others who were gathered, an assortment from every race in every land in the known world, viewed her with their own racial prejudices. After all, the blood feud between night elves and the likes of trolls and tauren dated back centuries. No matter their affiliations, however, all who had come to battle that day shared one sentiment for the night elf: respect. She was impassive, unwavering, and unflinching. These qualities had served her well in the recent months, providing her with the strength to continue when all seemed lost; when the quest seemed neverending; and when her companions had simply given up.''
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''It is time for war.''
 
''It is time for war.''
   
She looked at the Gate, still closed, then with a precise swing, smashed the scepter into the ancient Gong. She had one split second to notice and gather the little crystal that appeared out of nowhere and fell at her feet, before the Gate opened and the War started.
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She looked at the Gate, still closed, then with a precise swing, smashed the scepter into the ancient Gong. She had one split second to notice and gather the little crystal that appeared out of nowhere and fell at her feet, before the Gate opened and the War started.
   
 
The rest is history: the mortal races of Azeroth won the Second War of the Shifting Sands, the Qiraji flew again into their city, but the walls can no longer contain the bloodlust of the adventurers that seek fame and fortune against that cunning enemy.
 
The rest is history: the mortal races of Azeroth won the Second War of the Shifting Sands, the Qiraji flew again into their city, but the walls can no longer contain the bloodlust of the adventurers that seek fame and fortune against that cunning enemy.
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They now make their home on the Aldor's Rise of Shattrath City.
 
They now make their home on the Aldor's Rise of Shattrath City.
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Note: Teliviel can be seen riding a white, aging saber named Shala, or a young mistsaber named Sabbia. She can't remember when or how she came in possession of a second saber, nor why would she need one.
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Note: Teliviel can be seen riding a white, aging saber named Shala, or a young mistsaber named Sabbia. She can't remember when or how she came in possession of a second saber, nor why would she need one.
 
The crystal she collected from the ground in the first moments of the war revealed to be usable to call a Black Qiraj Battle Tank, that she named Malcom as a joke. The big silithid's species in unknown even to the most prominent scientists of Azeroth: it appears as a unique gift from the Bronze Flight for Teliviel's efforts.
 
The crystal she collected from the ground in the first moments of the war revealed to be usable to call a Black Qiraj Battle Tank, that she named Malcom as a joke. The big silithid's species in unknown even to the most prominent scientists of Azeroth: it appears as a unique gift from the Bronze Flight for Teliviel's efforts.
 
Recently trained by the Wildhammer dwarves on how to ride a gryphon, she uses that mount to travel across the landscapes of Outland.
 
Recently trained by the Wildhammer dwarves on how to ride a gryphon, she uses that mount to travel across the landscapes of Outland.
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