Post by Nathaenii on Aug 13, 2007 16:00:03 GMT -5
((It's a work in progress. I am taking some creative liberties, but let me know if I have missed anything in the accuracy of the lore and what not.))
I don't generally enjoy talking about myself at great length, but seeing as how you don't know me very well I suppose I should start at the beginning.
My mother, Aerial Ambertrace, is a priestess of Elune. My father, Varien, came from a long line of Ashenvale warriors. He always knew he would give his life in the defense of our people, and did just that on the night of my birth. My mother's family tried to keep this from her until she was through labor, but the connection between my parents was such that she knew immediately. She passed into a sort of trance, being conscious only enough for me to be born safely. Despite the best efforts of the physicians and priests to revive her, the condition persisted for many years.
During this time I was raised by my aunts, both Silverwing Sentinels. They made an honest effort to raise and nurture me, but the best the two weathered veterans could muster was a sort of basic military training. When they weren't drilling me they were engaged in Sentinels politics, so that left me with a lot of alone time. My aunts put a high value on only speaking when there is something of importance to communicate, so I was a very quiet child. Something I had to fight to overcome later in life.
When my mother finally came out of her slumber I went back under her care. People say her laughter used to brighten an overcast sky, but that part didn't come back with her from the other side. I was used to the stoic silence of my aunts, but living with Aerial was something I couldn't bear. The few times I would try to speak to her never failed to bring a great welling up of tears. We settled into a kind of non-verbal communication, but even that was difficult as she wouldn't look at me for more than a moment at a time. She never really recovered from the loss of my father, and as the only trace left of him in her life I was a constant source of pain.
When I had grown enough, by my own estimation, I applied to become a Sentinel. I was still too young for consideration, but my last remaining aunt at the time pulled some strings for me. The training I had grown up with had prepared me well for army life, I breezed through training in record time. There had been enough moping and inaction in my life. I needed to test myself. I volunteered for every dangerous mission I could and earned a reputation for myself as one who is without fear.
The Silverwings finally found an assignment to contain my zeal, a new super scout program they had devised. They figured that if they could kill the Horde's soldiers before they became seasoned warriors we would stand a much better chance of pushing them out of Ashenvale. Massive amounts of gold are spent to outfit us with the best equipment, enchants and upgrades available, but our strength of spirit kept low. The purpose of this is to allow us scouts to slip through the front lines relatively ignored so that we can strike directly at the areas where the younger, less experienced Horde are fighting. The operation was a huge success, until the the Horde implemented a similar program. The fighting was reaching new levels of intensity when the Dark Portal reopened.
With the forces of Azeroth now focused on a new threat the scout program has been temporarily postponed, although we are to maintain our selves in the event that it should start up again. I suddenly find myself with a lot more free time. I do get called into operation from time to time, but now I can try my hand and things I never imagined doing, like travel and fishing.
My operations have always been so narrowly focused on Ashenvale, but I have always admired the impact that The Indelibles have had on the world at large. Before my last operation I sent a message to Sylaurn requesting an audience with your guild. I may not ever attain the power and status of the founding members, but I hope that I can find own way in which I can serve the good of guild.
I have probably spoken more here than I have in the last six months, so I think I will save my breath for any questions you may have.
I don't generally enjoy talking about myself at great length, but seeing as how you don't know me very well I suppose I should start at the beginning.
My mother, Aerial Ambertrace, is a priestess of Elune. My father, Varien, came from a long line of Ashenvale warriors. He always knew he would give his life in the defense of our people, and did just that on the night of my birth. My mother's family tried to keep this from her until she was through labor, but the connection between my parents was such that she knew immediately. She passed into a sort of trance, being conscious only enough for me to be born safely. Despite the best efforts of the physicians and priests to revive her, the condition persisted for many years.
During this time I was raised by my aunts, both Silverwing Sentinels. They made an honest effort to raise and nurture me, but the best the two weathered veterans could muster was a sort of basic military training. When they weren't drilling me they were engaged in Sentinels politics, so that left me with a lot of alone time. My aunts put a high value on only speaking when there is something of importance to communicate, so I was a very quiet child. Something I had to fight to overcome later in life.
When my mother finally came out of her slumber I went back under her care. People say her laughter used to brighten an overcast sky, but that part didn't come back with her from the other side. I was used to the stoic silence of my aunts, but living with Aerial was something I couldn't bear. The few times I would try to speak to her never failed to bring a great welling up of tears. We settled into a kind of non-verbal communication, but even that was difficult as she wouldn't look at me for more than a moment at a time. She never really recovered from the loss of my father, and as the only trace left of him in her life I was a constant source of pain.
When I had grown enough, by my own estimation, I applied to become a Sentinel. I was still too young for consideration, but my last remaining aunt at the time pulled some strings for me. The training I had grown up with had prepared me well for army life, I breezed through training in record time. There had been enough moping and inaction in my life. I needed to test myself. I volunteered for every dangerous mission I could and earned a reputation for myself as one who is without fear.
The Silverwings finally found an assignment to contain my zeal, a new super scout program they had devised. They figured that if they could kill the Horde's soldiers before they became seasoned warriors we would stand a much better chance of pushing them out of Ashenvale. Massive amounts of gold are spent to outfit us with the best equipment, enchants and upgrades available, but our strength of spirit kept low. The purpose of this is to allow us scouts to slip through the front lines relatively ignored so that we can strike directly at the areas where the younger, less experienced Horde are fighting. The operation was a huge success, until the the Horde implemented a similar program. The fighting was reaching new levels of intensity when the Dark Portal reopened.
With the forces of Azeroth now focused on a new threat the scout program has been temporarily postponed, although we are to maintain our selves in the event that it should start up again. I suddenly find myself with a lot more free time. I do get called into operation from time to time, but now I can try my hand and things I never imagined doing, like travel and fishing.
My operations have always been so narrowly focused on Ashenvale, but I have always admired the impact that The Indelibles have had on the world at large. Before my last operation I sent a message to Sylaurn requesting an audience with your guild. I may not ever attain the power and status of the founding members, but I hope that I can find own way in which I can serve the good of guild.
I have probably spoken more here than I have in the last six months, so I think I will save my breath for any questions you may have.
