I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.
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–Sylvia Plath
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Gaytheil Sunbrook(born Gaytheil Alerian Sunstrike, November 1st) is a Seeker of the Void of the Ravenborne Circle with the Blades of Greymane and a former independent Quel'dorei with no allegiances. Previously the next in line for Matriarch, she signed over her rights to her younger sister before disappearing shortly after the Cataclysm.
Born half a century before the founding of the Kingdom of Lordaeron in what is now known as Tirisfal Glades, she was the second of four daughters in the last generation of the Sunstrike House of Quel'Thalas. Raised in the ways of the Holy Light as a Priestess, she spent the first couple centuries aiding and visiting the Humans of Lordaeron and her kin in both battle and every day life. It was not until her 200th birthday that the light began to fade after meeting Quemmel Runedawn; a Quel'dorei Priest who resided in the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
A thousand years following that fateful day, Gaytheil has since learned to use the void to her advantage through mainly psionic means. Albeit, this has not come without consequences; a divide between herself and her family had formed early, one that nearly destroyed her own self as she watched her relationship with her parents and elder sister shatter so quickly. Unlike her family and its history, she was not a military woman and thus the centuries have been spent in and out of public eye, practicing the magic that tore her away from her family.
During the Third War, she had taken up an alias of Sirena Runedawn as a medic in the Argent Crusade. For the first time in a long time, Gaytheil had been reminded of some resemblance of her former self in the friends she found, even cleansing herself in the process. Albeit it took time, she almost had herself completely free of the void magic until she finally received word about the state of her family. Despite having hid herself from them for centuries in embarrassment, the loss had been too great and she had been thrust back into the void with the little that still clung to her mind. She fled Northrend and once more went into hiding.
Since her reemergence into society, she had changed drastically into what is now known as Ren'dorei. While previously independent of allegiances, this change forced her to the Grand Alliance and even to the Ren'dorei who were originally with Magister Umbric. With some control back in her grasp, she has aided several in the ways of the void and continues to offer help where needed, even to those of other races.
Things change constantly, especially for her. Shortly after returning to the public, she met Inas'thas Sunbrook; a Ren'dorei Battlemage on the fields of Ashenvale during a conflict between the two factions. They grew close together quickly, spending much of their time together until the call to arms came once more. However, since the death of Inas'thas in Ghostlands, she has taken up the surname of Sunbrook after receiving a wedding ring, among many other things, in his will. With this, she sought out one who was once her enemy to reconcile and join the Blades of Greymane.
Shortly after joining the Blades, however, she found herself to be with child.
Born with ebony locks, her hair is soft and lush, reaching down to the small of her back, With bangs that have outgrown and at times get in the way of her vision. Four tendrils have grown from the back of her head, just behind her ear, resting over her chest and blending into her hair as if it's one with the dark locks. Previously a pale-skinned Priestess, a Sunstrike trait, her skin is now purple, although not in the same fashion as a Kaldorei.
The visible scars upon her face had come during the time a certain tyrant had been running rampant through Quel'thalas. After disagreements escalated and they went their separate ways, Gaytheil found herself waking up in a cave with three of his personal shades. After some time with them, bound and unable to leave, she came out with the scars beneath each eye from the dagger of who is to be assumed the 'leader' of the three.
Persona[]
She has been known as tsundere. Not usually shy, Gaytheil does like to be in the background and without attention on her person. When it comes to making connections with others, she tends to be wary and hesitant. It is when she does create that connection and becomes comfortable with the person(s) that she relaxes and the real woman comes out. She likes to laugh, have a good drink and spend her nights with entertainment. She had been raised within a noble family and as such she has many of the traits as any noblewoman would have or hides.
History []
Early Centuries[]
Lord and Lady Sunstrike had married long before the founding of Lordaeron, on the small plot of lands belonging to the long-standing family name Sunstrike. After another century or two, they had two daughters, a half-century apart, Seratai and Gaytheil. While the elder sister, Seratai, showed promise in the way of arcane magic, Gaytheil found hers in the Light.
At an early age, Alaineian taught her then youngest daughter how to call and wield the light, both for mending purposes and to defend herself with. For Gaytheil, it had been like swimming in the warmest and silk-like pool and she cherished every bit of the Light. Despite following her mother’s path as a Priest, Gaytheil’s relationship with her father had been much stronger.
She was daddy’s little princess and followed him everywhere she could. At times, when she couldn’t go with him, she could be found sitting on the balcony with cloth and needle and thread. This gave her time to adopt a tailoring hobby when not out and about or training. Aside from building a hobby, Seratai and Gaytheil were raised in the ways of a proper noblewoman. With this form of raising, they were required to constantly be prepared for any last minute guests or changes that would require them to look pristine, proper, perfect.
While the first two centuries of Gaytheil’s life had been lively and wholesome, things took a sharp turn that began steering her away from both the light and her family.
Lordaeron. It began here, riding in a carriage through then Eastweald as they made way for the Kingdom of Lordaeron. As the carriage continued moving and the tree’s passed by quickly, a tug at her mind came with indiscernible whispers, darkness enveloping her thoughts. Ears twitched slightly as she looked out the window at the forest. She found a black figure in the distance, running through the woods on his horse before he suddenly disappeared. Confused, she looked to her sister, Seratai, and her parents and yet nothing seemed out of place. For the time, she let it go, although she had continued watching intently out the window in hopes to see it again. Perhaps a dream or a trick of her mind, however, upon her arrival at Lordaeron City, she felt the same strange presence and tug at her mind.
His name was Quemmel Runedawn. With ocean blue eyes and long golden locks, that same darkness she felt earlier returned. He presented himself with a cocky personality as he looked down upon the commoners - especially with the Humans. As odd as this had been, Gaytheil did not question it. He began courting her the moment they were introduced by a fellow priest at the Church. Both had promised to train her further to improve her abilities, with little idea of their true meaning.
As time passed, her training sessions became more and more different. By the time she had been a quarter past her second century, Gaytheil had already begun surpassing him in his own teachings, though not to his surprise. Even Runedawn had commented early on how quickly she could pick up on certain things. Not only had she been learning void, but she had also become more efficient in being taught frost and arcane magic as well from Seratai.
As she learned early on, dipping into the void had a price: constant whispers. Even when she hadn’t been and still had some ability to call the Light, it became a struggle and the whispers became worse. She found it difficult to control her magic during emotional distress and would take to the public streets where it had been loud and busy as a way to maintain herself. After all, a noblewoman was always to behave and put a face on among the people, no matter their status. A reputation to uphold, as her mother once stated.
More than whispers became her price to pay for the path she chooses. Among the changes and choices, Gaytheil began losing her family. Once a tight sister bond with Seratai broke the moment it was revealed Gaytheil had been studying void magic. The father-daughter bond created over the short centuries grew into more arguments and misery set into her mother’s mind. While she had not been forced out of the family’s home or property, the awkwardness and clear hatred of her decisions had been the force behind her decision to find a home elsewhere. Much like the Sunstrike lands, Quemmel’s estate and lands were small and made to fit just what he needed. After leaving her family home, she showed up at his doorstep where he agreed without hesitation, or much of an explanation, to allow her to live with him. At this point, it was still unknown just who or how she had delved into the taboo magic. To Andel, he was a Priest who had taken a fancy to his then youngest daughter. With this knowledge, although far from the truth, Quemmel had asked for Gaytheil’s hand in marriage shortly after moving in, to which Andel agreed in hopes it would direct her back down the path of the Light.
This knowledge had angered Gaytheil, making her way to Quemmel’s estate. This was the first death at her hands and the start of a different woman. It wasn’t long after his missing presence had gone unnoticed. Gaytheil informed those who questioned that he had gone on an immediate leave due to some business elsewhere. For a time, this was accepted. By this time, she had set in stone her ways of dealing with the constant daily struggle of the whispers. Believing her start in wielding the Light had to give her the ability to learn how to tell truth from the lie and for this she has always been thankful to the Light. There were several other things she began learning with the void; psionic abilities. For herself, she began setting up better mental defenses.
In order to test her psionic abilities, Gaytheil had taken to rather dark means to improve. She took residence by a nearby human village consisting of a mixture of humans and elven visitors. She cared little to discriminate and would seduce men and women into her home. To keep herself from being found, her name constantly changed over the years and her ability to control and manipulate another’s mind became stronger.
She had learned much of herself during this time. The ability to dig into a person’s memory became easier and she eventually learned to set her emotions aside while dealing with the emotions she would pick up on from their memories. It was also during this time she learned to manipulate their senses, giving them the ability to only hear and feel and see what she wanted them too.
It had taken longer than she had expected for the villagers to catch on to who she was and what she was doing. However, once they came to the realization she had been controlling many of them at once, they immediately set forth for her home, only to find it abandoned. Gaytheil watched from afar as the home was burnt down and they waited hours for her return. The timing, however, proved fruitful as she began thinking of home once more.
The journey back to Quel’Thalas was made swiftly as the tug to return home increased. Every mile closer to her homeland brought on more and more urgency. The moment Gaytheil stepped onto her family lands in Quel’Thalas, it was met with hostility. She had been gone centuries at this point, her contact with the family limited to the twins. However, the threat to her home by the Amani kept her around nonetheless. While not a military or combatant, she has been well versed in her magical abilities and joined her kin in battle. However, not all of her abilities can be done without some form of void laced within and she caught the stares of several others over time, including her parents and Seratai.
Seratai and Gaytheil argued more than she had with her parents. The whispers became violent and it had taken everything she had to keep herself from giving in. As she ran out of the estate and into her father, they too had words. However, this had caused a more explosive fight as the whispers grew ever louder and more violent. In an attempt to keep herself from attacking her father directly, she attempted to leave another way only to run into Seratai once more. Surrounded, Gaytheil released a mix of arcane and void energy, causing part of the home to collapse and giving Gaytheil the time to escape.
She returned to a new home in Lordaeron, keeping to herself for a time until that tug on her being would force her to return to Quel’Thalas.
It wasn’t long after the ending of the Second War that Gaytheil felt the need to return to Quel’Thalas once again. Something was so very wrong and after having escape Lordaeron upon Arthas’ destruction through his own lands, she couldn’t figure out how to get in without dying herself. Yet, the same tug at her mind changed her course more North, colder, worse: Northrend.
Finding her way onto a ship, she sailed to Northrend where she eventually found her way into the Argent Crusade. Using the name Sirena, while very few in the Crusade knowing who she actually was, she kept herself hidden as much as possible, aiding more in the healing than the actual battles themselves. At this point, she still had some ability to call the Light, and it had done wonders and horrible things for her. She had no idea she could still call the Light, but her faith had never wavered in it despite the path she took. The struggle within her exhausted her on a near daily basis but she was more content then she had been in centuries.
It took all she had to break from the whispers, something wherein Northrend had proven to be one of the most difficult things she endured. Sticking to using only Light magic, she found the more she called and wield the Light, the freer she felt.
However, as word reached the world that Arthas’ was gone, so to did word reach Gaytheil that most of her family had been killed in the Scourge Invasion of Quel'Thalas, the only ones remaining to be the twins. It was this news that allowed the whispers to return louder than before as her emotional state deteriorated quickly.
Gaytheil’s lack of ability to recover from the loss of her family had begun to drain her considerably. While she did eventually return to Quel’thalas and Undercity (previously Lordaeron City), she had very little that kept her mind steady. She fought her own personal wars with the help of her remaining family; twin sisters Moranai and Seylena Sunstrike and made a new friend who would become her best friend; Alorinis Bloodarrow. He had helped her get citizenship papers for Quel’Thalas, yet despite this, she found herself remaining in Lordaeron.
She couldn’t bring herself to allow the fel and its radiation to be taken into her body, she had one taboo magic already, another would be too much. Gaytheil remained living in what Lordaeron had become during the Third War and visited Quel’Thalas on and off to see her sisters and visit Alorinis. However, the trips became less and less until she completely disappeared out of Lordaeron completely.
She played only a small part in the Battle for Dalaran, and neither with allegiance to either faction. A wildcard, she fought beside her sister Seylena and took her time gathering what she could from Dalaran for Moranai.
When Seylena had been taken a prisoner, thankfully a brief time, Gaytheil made quick enemies with one of the Alliance Worgen Commanders. While her experience with him was painful, he eventually released her back before Orgrimmar where she first met Azriah Thelryn. She, along with members of The Sunguard, interrogated her. It had been a long night and eventually, she was able to get herself away from the Sin’dorei, away from the hatred of her being a Quel’dorei herself.
For the remainder of the war, she took the name of Sirena once more, taking leave from the public eye.
Return as Ren'dorei[]
Word had gone around about Elves digging deeper into the void to learn to harness its energy. With her emotional status rocky, Gaytheil sought out these elves, eventually finding her way into the Rift. It was during this time she had come to terms with what had happened to her family and regained some control of her mental state.
Now, however, with the knowledge of what happens when she loses control of her emotions, she focused on regaining control of her mind and forced her emotions to the side. This caused her to feel very little as she had once before.
Her time in Telogrus proved beneficial to her. Her power had grown considerably, giving her newfound confidence in herself. Though, with the increase in her magic also came the physical changes. Her skin color changed and tendrils began growing out of her head.
Despite her confidence and her abilities, even her new look, her mindset has yet to leave the 'void is taboo' and does her best not to use it if she doesn't have to. She may resort to frost or arcane magic instead.
Into Society[]
Following her return to the public, Gaytheil made her way to Feralas during the Blood Maul Conflict where she walked around the Alliance side quietly for a time. Once more, she worked into seeing who was who and who had been still active among the military leaders; few of whom she knew from years past.
It wasn't long before Gaytheil found her way into some part of the Alliance by joining the Remnant of Lordaeron under Niklos Adamant. Taking residence in Easthaven, she has worked her way into Deadweb Valley, or the Spidervale, where she has tamed the spiders. With this, she has opened a silk export business as well as a fashion business. She also worked herself into The Archivum where she takes care of and catalogs relics and artifacts found by the Remnants.
As her usual, it didn't take long for her to start weaving herself a little further into the Alliance and relearning their politics and military. Despite the void being a more constant and larger issue than in the past, she found more ways to have the members of the alliance to help; their constant chattering. Soon, she and the Remnant's were off to help the Stromic to reunite Stromgarde.
It was long forgotten to this particular Elf just how little time went between conflicts when the Alliance was called once more to another; Ashenvale. This particular conflict proved to be a little different, however. Not only had she stepped onto the battlefield herself for once, but she also met another Ren'dorei that she immediately took a liking too. For her, it wasn't that strange, but the two had immediately hit it off, and each other, during the long week.
After he was returned from being imprisoned by the Horde, and horribly tortured during his time there, she found herself caring for him. A few times fetching water or something he needed while he healed, but also she helped soothe his mind so he could sleep. During the down times between skirmishes, she spent much of her time with him. Not to say this hadn't been uncomfortable to some extent, as his commander had been one she had issues within the past. Nonetheless, she stayed close to Inas'thas.
For a while, after the Ashenvale conflict ended, both Inas'thas and Gaytheil spent much of their time together.
The Blood War has been proving that much can and will change in a short time. Gaytheil experiances things on a rollercoaster that, as she would describe it, is speeding up and she can't hold on. Constantly finding something to anchor her down, the Blood War is proving to make this difficult.
With the King's request for his forces to head to Darkshore to help the Kaldorei, the Remnant's of Lordaeron had begun preparation to head to the Kaldorei home. It was in this time that the resident druid had awoken from his slumber and found himself in the middle of a war zone. After a brief detour to rescue their comrade, the Remnant's remained in Darkshore to continue helping heal the wounded or defend the Kaldorei's home for a time before offering a place in Easthaven. CardinalNiklos returned to Stormwind to help with the refugees at the church.
Deadweb Valley[]
Skittering noises had been heard by Gaytheil over the last week or so. While stuck in Darkshore just before the start of the War of the Thorns, she spoke with Myrras Steelfell about helping to set down a calming stone in the center of the vale of Easthaven.
While the others fumbled at the site of the fighting brood mothers, Myrras took lead heading straight for the healthier of the two spiders. The rest of the group aimed for the plagued spider. While Minnesota Jones took most of the damage, the plagued spider was put out of its misery quickly enough, leaving the healthier one to deal with.
Halfway through the battle, Gaytheil began enchanting the stone. After a shield and hammer combo from Talarman, the plague spider let out one last attack against the Remnant's, dying shortly afterward with the help of Magravos' mace coming down on the plagued spider.
While this was going on, Gaytheil formed four runes on the ground and set a white crystal stone in the center of the runes. With one last word, each rune was touched by her hand and activated, calming the remaining spiders and brood mother in the area. Rather happy, Gaytheil looked back to the group. Thankfully, between Magravos and Talarman, Myrras was able to be healed of the venom he received from the attack.
With the brood mother under control, she allowed the group to head out and began setting more crystals around the vale to keep all of the spiders under a calming enchantment.
Gaytheil had found herself on the battlefield yet again some months after Ashenvale. The burning of Teldrassil sparking a war between the factions once more. The months since Ashenvale had brought about a new look for her as far as factions and allegiances. For the first time in centuries, she wanted to fight for a side. She had taken more care for those she served with and the friends and relationships she made. All of this came to battle with her the moment she stepped on Lordaeron’s shores. After one of the first skirmishes during this war, she had been surrounded by Horde guards and taken as prisoner.
Prisoner of War[]
One of the first skirmishes against the Horde had found her within their grasp. Surrounded by Horde guards shortly after a loss at Balnir Farm, she was taken as a prisoner to the Ruins of Lordaeron. Despite the growls and hisses and stares, she was rather relieved to find that the one who was to ‘torture’ her, had just wished to inquire about the Void. Unfortunately, before they could talk, representatives from The Sunguard arrived to take the traitorous Ren’dorei.
Azriah, Izulde, and Thanidiel began questioning Gaytheil about Ren’dorei activity within Quel’thalas. She resisted for some time, refusing to give up the names of those she associated with.
A couple of days passed, watching the torture of the other prisoners. During this time, she and Ivan Felsorrow came to realize they had met some years prior through a mutual friend. With the exception of two tendrils being cut off by the Sin’dorei Arthladen, she had remained untouched for a time.
The third day of imprisonment had caused tensions on and off between other prisoners and the chaos the tormentors brought. While watching the torment and with the unknown fate of some prisoners, she and several others remained behind, unable to leave. It had been hours before noise would be heard and a new group of prisoners came in, and more torturers. One of which immediately took notice to Gaytheil - more importantly, a Ren’dorei. This night, he had boiled her blood, causing her breathing and every inch of her body to writhe in pain until he knocked her out.
Gaytheil after regrowing the missing tendrils. Made in model viewer by Rilennia Rimeshard.
The last day of her imprisonment had involved her closest friends Alorinis and Eleneill Bloodarrow. To her delight, they arrived in time to stop Arthalden from performing a ritual on the Ren’dorei in an attempt to ‘see’ if she could be purified. However, this night was more than torture she was caused by both he and another Orc, Ro’go. She watched as another Elf came disguised as Seleste Felsorrow, wife to Ivan Felsorrow, ‘releasing’ several prisoners. It hadn’t been long after that it was discovered it was not Seleste, but a Quel’dorei, Rilennia. Although the few prisoners she had been able to take escaped through her portals, she herself did not. Gaytheil and the remaining prisoners watched as her insult to Ivan Felsorrow of his wife caused her death. Not long after, Seleste arrived, irate with the situation. For the first time in her life, Gaytheil watched as the process of raising a person into undeath. The scene and aftermath rattled her person. With the irritation and mess that had been caused by this Elf, Ivan Felsorrow granted Gaytheil’s release to Alorinis and Eleneill.
During these several days of imprisonment, she had lost three tendrils and had been burned by light along her left jawline.
After her return, she remained as far back on the field as she could, working on regrowing the tendrils lost with a new sense of direction.
Days after her return from the Horde Prison, King Anduin and Genn Greymane arrived on Tirisfal Shores. The Battle for Lordaeron began. Alongside the Alliance, she fought the horde and siege machines. The moment she returned from hiding it all started to change. Despite how much she fought the idea and the whispers and the thoughts, Gaytheil couldn’t deny she had grown rather fond of being apart of the Alliance now. It had always been home of sorts, she was comfortable with the Humans, but she held onto her family in Quel’thalas. Holding onto the thought that perhaps one day her parents would accept the path she took.
After the blight took over the land and Alliance escaped to Fenris Keep, Gaytheil and the Remnant’s made their way back through Lordaeron, taking leave back to Stormwind.
Kul Tiras and Back[]
Kul Tiras, a place she hadn't visited despite her age and chances too. Out of pure curiosity, Gaytheil took a ship to Kul Tiras for some downtime, her thoughts in need of some organization. The closer the ship sailed to Kul Tiras, the louder the whispers had become. Despite the yells of the shipmates and the ocean they sailed upon, she couldn't drown them out.
Boralus had been a site to see even before she stepped foot on land. Having dressed in her new armor, she had been ready, or so she thought, to visit the land that finally began opening itself to the Alliance once more. However, not only were the whispers louder, she quickly became uncomfortable with stares and looks.
She spent barely two weeks in Kul Tiras before discovering she had been pregnant and opened a rift back to Easthaven. However, not without some books to read. In the meantime, she has been keeping busy with her newly built home and spinning silk to make formal wear for both men and women to help the exports from Easthaven.
After the help received to calm the spiders, and killing the infected brood mother, construction began on the home Gaytheil would find herself living in. Large enough for both her own things and an area to spin silk from the spiders she was now over. With the valley of spiders, she has been able to help Easthaven with the silk export business, bringing a decent and consistent stream of monetary value.
While building the silk export business, she has also been working on rebuilding the Archivum, or the Vault, where the Remnants store relics and artifact. The archivum has been moved into the Netherfern Vale, adjacent Deadweb Valley, and is located within the Mage Tower. She spends some of her days here when not spinning silk or making new clothing for herself or a client. Gaytheil has since taken the position as the Grand Archivist, overseeing all that enters or leaves the Vault.
Lord Adeim Lighthand, as Gaytheil had recently learned, had lands he was Lord over called Caerfyrddin. The first meeting had few and Gaytheil had remained silent as she listened. However, it was at the meeting with the other Remnants that they were able to meet a Colwyn ap Iorweth, and his Rhaidd, Taenau. Slowly, she was learning bit by bit of the Mynydd, or in this case, mainly the Cerniw, and it was ever strange.
Rhosyr's Bridge[]
With the group gathered, they set out toward the end of Rhosyr's bridge. Immediately, Lorrin and Gaytheil noticed that the Forsaken guards seemed to be dozing off, very lax in their duty. With this knowledge, several ways of entering had been discussed. After several long minutes, they finally came to a decision: charging directly in. Colwyn went ahead to the lookout while the remaining group attacked the Forsaken along the bridge. A small group stayed behind for a time, planting bombs across the bridge.
The battle engaged immediately, the Forsaken on the bridge were swiftly and immediately the group moved into the town. The party fought bravely against several battalions of Forsaken that moved in at the sound of the alarm, very few receiving wounds in the process.
Across the bridge, the bombs that had been planted begun going off. As the battle continued for several long minutes, the rest of the bombs continued going off, leaving the center to the land on the side of the town intact. The party continued fighting the remaining Forsaken within the town, ending with the Lieutenant who held out as long as possible.
With the Forsaken forces defeated, the Faoladh arrived to hold down Rhosyr. Rhosyr's liberation had come, the first in hopefully many victories to come. Gaytheil remained unharmed throughout, however, she took many of the final kills toward several of the Forsaken.
Attack on Aberffraw[]
The time between the battles had Gaytheil between various places of Lordaeron. She worked in The Archivum to catalog the newest relics and items found in the Remnants the last exploration. Finding a scroll of Mynydd language, she sought the help of Colwyn ap Iorweth to learn their language and find out what the scroll had been. Their chats turned into hours of talking, of which had put her own mind in a rather fragile state before the next battle with Lord Lighthand.
The night began with the volunteers and Faoladh making camp just below the incline toward Aberffraw. The weather changed from the rain and mist to snow. The Faoladh prepared for the upcoming battle as the volunteers caught up with one another and prepared themselves for battle. Syr Eddard called out for the group to follow Lord Lighthand's movement to begin the siege upon Dinas Narfon. As they neared the town, it was noticed that several bowman and footsoldiers where much more alert than the previous battle, and thus the battle begun.
The volunteers took quick work to jump in, while the Faoladh moved into the Forsaken Cavalry with a strong first blow. The Forsaken line was breaking and pushed back in a meek attempt. One by one the Forsaken calvary began to slowly fall to the Faoladh while the volunteers inside Aberffraw took down the guards and bowmen within. With the Seargent dead, even the Faoladh were victorious against the cavalry, Gaytheil removed the flag from the center of the town. The volunteer forces pulled off another victory and more forces began moving around the keep of Dinas Narfon in the distance.
Gaytheil herself took several hits and has since taken to being alone to recover for the night.
Siege of Dinas Narfon[]
The evening started with the roar of the soldiers as they shouted 'For Lord Lighthand, for Caerfyrddin, and for the Cerniw we will prevail!' The energy along the camp grew and each soldier, volunteers included, climbed onto their mounts and began following into Syr Brandon. A large portion of Forsaken forces had formed up outside the walls. Seen in the distance, the Dread-Captain Mikhail stood, a rallying cry for the Dark Lady coming from the Forsaken under his command.
With this rallying cry, the Forsaken rushed forward and the battle for Dinas Norfan began.
The volunteers fought bravely alongside the cavalry and infantrymen, taking down the forsaken one by one, ending with 80 of the 108 infantry and cavalry that they rode in with. With Syr Brandon's words, the forces and volunteers headed for Dinas Narfon Keep. Upon arrival, they were greeted by Adeim himself, Lord Tier of Dina Narfon. Following him into the keep, they battled their way through until they reached the room the Dread-Captain resided.
The battle against Mikhail began. No waiting, no hesitation, those here to defend and reclaim the land went all in against the Dread-Captain. Swords and magic swirled about in fierce battle until he attempted to get away. Following Mikhail to the roof of the castle, they were met by two crossbowmen who stood in their way, attempted to help the Dread-Captain escape.
With one final statement from Mikhail, Adeim plunged his light forged blade into the Forsaken's chest, watching the light fade from him as he fell to the ground. Adeim, although wounded, stood tall and turned to the warriors, lifting his sword as the signal the Liberation had come for Dinas Narfon.
Despite the win, the resistance took a heavy loss, losing more than half of their forces in the battle.
Travel to Wolfen Hills[]
Gaytheil had introduced Kora to Dame Iorwyn nic Angelystor the night before, the two quickly hit it off and spoke for some time. Among the talks, Iorwyn mentioned both Kora and Gaytheil joining she and some of her Mynyw in riding a part of their lands called Wolfen Hills. Before them at the cave were several Kolbolds were ready to go, standing in a pack. After listening to Iorwyn speak with the head Kobold, they started aiding them away from the cave they were trapped in.
On the way through the Mynyw lands, a group of thieves stopped them. A rather dull interaction that quickly leads into a fight. Kora shined and quickly took out a few of the bandits, something Gaytheil believed was very much needed. Short minutes, it seemed, before the rest of the bandits began fleeing. Instead of running after them, Iorwyn took care of Goewynn who had been injured and the group moved on with the Kolbolds in tow.
It was a long walk through the land, much to Gaytheil's dismay. Suddenly, a Mynyw Shieldmaiden came out, attacking a Kobold. Iorwyn quickly spoke up, stating she and those with her were the wardens escorting the Kobolds. Enat, the Shieldmaiden, questioned this, a clear look of confusion across her features. Sheathing her sword, it came to be known that Irowyn was known around here.
One of the bandits Kora slew earlier that evening came up in conversation with the Mynyw. It seemed the Quel'dorei was abducted. A long talk ensued between the Rhyfellion, Enat and her people, and the Mynyw Kora and Gaytheil were assisting. However, the Kobolds and the Mynyw along with Kora and Gaytheil made camp for several hours, while Goewynn went to see the rites done over the Quel'dorei with the bandits.
The hours went by quick and once again they had to move. However, there was an immediate dilemma. Both the village and the Kobolds cave had been attacked and were set ablaze. Gaytheil offered the option to split up and it was taken. Kora and Iorwyn made way to the village while Gaytheil and Jeanne moved with the Kobolds.
Immediately upon arrival, they saw a bloody mess, including the Swinemen who assaulted the Kobolds cave. Some of the swinefolk swarmed the two, forcing Gaytheil into a melee. Forming a distortion wave around her person, she managed to fight back the two Pigmen. Not a moment too soon, Kora and Iorwyn showed up, immediately taking care of the Swinefolk attacking Gaytheil and Jeanne, the Wardrummer still standing behind the charging pigmen.
Damage was taken, there was no doubt about that, but soon enough the Wardrummer was slain. The Kobolds came out, offering treatment to the injured Mynyw. Rest was needed and rest they received for the night.
The Wind Changes[]
The departure was quite sudden, for both Gaytheil and Kora. Their trip to Wolfenhold to help the Mynyw had resulted in their asking for further help. Both Gaytheil and Kora agreed though Gaytheil's reasons were more for Kora than herself.
Gaytheil and Colwyn adopting their puppies; Eclipse & Shade.
Gayth getting her face painted by the ladies of Song of Nightfall.
Gayth catching up with some friends.
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Issues had risen in private between a Kora and another in the Remnants that concerned Gaytheil greatly. Knowing where she stood, she sought a way to help the Death Knight had quickly become her closest and most trusted friend.
The Mynyw seemed like the right people and immediately took to her nicely (save for one who questioned her thoughts on Gaytheil's psionic abilities). The two only returned to Easthaven to pack. However, Gaytheil was finally able to meet with a few of the Remnants whom she needed to speak with at the annual Gilneas Hallow End party in Stormglen Village. She gave them the story and offered to always be in touch with them, should they ever need her. For now, Gaytheil hops between Lordaeron and Stromgarde.
During the Hallow End Celebration, Gaytheil spoke with Cartres Portiave. A request of her presence at Northgarde, Lordaeron had been made and with no hesitation, Gaytheil agreed to visit. She had already been friends with several members of The League of Lordaeron, yet she never pursued joining them.
A couple weeks later, Gaytheil received a note from Cartres, the League had a meeting that evening and he wished for her to attend. It only took her a few moments to change into her personal armor and form a rift that took her back to Lordaeron. The trip was short into Northgarde, deciding it was best she walk in rather than a stranger stepping through a portal if those there did not recognize her.
It wasn't long after her own arrival that Cartres came up behind her. The two greeted one another with both words and a hug before he took her on a tour around Northgarde. The biggest thing catching her eye had been their Mage Tower. Still, they moved quickly throughout while they had little time before he was to begin the meeting with the League members. However, along with the tour, he asked her to join the League this evening. Gaytheil agreed and joined him and the other League members at the meeting shortly afterward. However, this was not to last long as she had been pulled away elsewhere.
She had only gone to the Masquerade for a change of scenery. Despite the humid hot air of Stranglethorn Vale, she had been more than willing to attend a ball, something she hadn't done in quite some time. She had been mostly quiet publically, moving between Stromgarde and Lordaeron quite frequently.
Shortly after receiving word of the ball, Gaytheil set out to make her ball gown, finding a mask to wear and had even started on a clients gown. So many had worn gorgeous outfits, one by one she admired them all. Questions came, especially involving her sister, Mora and shortly after the ball ended the business opportunity had been presented; To help work with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and represent the Ren'dorei, working directly with Karstan Stonehil.
With a silent understanding of what this might entail in the future for her, she accepted.
Before some of the Alliance forces made their way into Quel'Thalas to test out their defenses and attempt setting up a base, Gaytheil made a visit to Inas'thas. Despite their separation over the months since the faction war reignited, she held onto him as much as she could.
After a talk where she agreed to remain behind so she'd remain safe, even offering to find some way to cure them of this void affliction, Gaytheil decided against their agreement and made her way out to the Ghostlands. She knew he was aware of her presence but she kept her distance for a time until she could get him alone. Once alone, she insisted that she wasn't leaving, she was going to stay and fight on the field with him.
Gaytheil didn't do so well on the field after going against a rogue. After being brought down by the Sin'dorei, she looked around the field for Inas'thas, seeing him fighting with Erilihn Autumnsong. Healing herself enough to move out of the middle of the field to watch them fight. Whispers were growing louder and she was dreading this, he had even warned her of what she was feeling.
Before the two could finish that fight, the forsaken began bombing Dealtholme with blight in an attempt to kill the Alliance soldiers. All ran, including Inas'thas who then opened a rift to get everyone back to Goldenmist Village, where they had set up camp. However, as held the Rift open, Gaytheil watched in horror as he was murdered before her eyes before Arthur Langley scooped her up and forced her through.
Gayth lost control of her magic, eventually being silenced by Antoinette Bourseiller. After the speech given by Berenal Grayblade, she caught a moment of control from the whispers and told Anne to sedate her as she was unable to control herself right now.
Several days after helping unlock the runes on the void well in Ghostlands, Gaytheil hid from the public eye in Telogrus Rift, keeping to a corner to avoid contact. Days had been spent in tears and the struggle to keep her mind from breaking completely. Much ran through her mind in those days that had merged into one long one for her; bring him back, avenge him, you should've tried harder, you should've saved him, you could've killed her.
While the tears eventually dried, her mind has become something akin to uncharted territory. The littest things can set her off but the moment she grasps control she holds onto it as hard as she can.
Long enough that she requested an audience with Berenal and Aleyina who not only understood but accepted her into the Blades of Greymane. Gaytheil then began leaving all other organizations she had been a part of. If anyone would get her close enough to where she felt she needed to be, it would be them.
Though, still unknown to her, there was something forming within.
A New Journey[]
It was nearly a month after Inas'thas death that Gaytheil discovered she was pregnant. After aiding the Blades on the field, she pulled Aleyina aside, informing her of the pregnancy. They both agreed she should not be on the field and thus Gaytheil returned to Gilneas where she currently keeps herself occupied with books and strolls through Quel'Shala.
With Inas'thas' passing, Gaytheil acquired several things. Among those acquired had been a Hearthstone. It had taken her some time before she would use it. During this time, as the hearthstone remained on the nightstand by her bed, Gaytheil had found herself pregnant, with no doubt in her mind it had been Inas'thas'. By now, she was a month along and still mourning his death quietly in Quel'Shala. Gaytheil informed Aleyina who agreed she should not be on the field. Thus, she has remained around the Ashen Coast much of her time. When those within the Blades are around, she does make her way to visit and keep in touch.
In the meantime, as she could no longer physically hide the fact she was with child, Gaytheil informed her sister. This had not gone over well, however, as Moranai saw this as a cruel act to ever allow a child of the void to be born into the world.
With but a few months left until the child is born, she is presently attempting to prepare for what's to come.
The two met during the Shadows of Ashenvale skirmish against the Horde after his return from being a prisoner within their grasp. After some rest, while she had been helping in the infirmary, he requested wine and made his way out to the lake in Astranaar. She joined him sometime later with a drink for them both and sat with him, talking. Gaytheil had offered to help him sleep the remainder of the week by keeping the nightmares of his imprisonment at bay. Even with their minor, petty arguments, she continued helping him sleep.
After their return to Stormwind, they grew closer, though the petty arguments became duals several times. At one point, they had made a bet; whoever lost the dual, had to do as the other request. In this case, she lost that duel and spent a month wearing a bell collar. They moved rather quickly entering a relationship, however with the war they choose to part ways to focus on their professional duties. However, they remain in contact as much as possible.
Nox Myrinoire[]
The two met years ago while he was with her younger sister, Moranai Sunstrike. For a long time, they avoided one another, only speaking when they happened to be in the same room as the other or ran into each other out in the world. However, after Mora and Nox split, Gaytheil and Nox began talking. While the two are close, they continue their separate lives. No matter how or what happens, he remains the only one she can relax around without worry about the whispers.
Gaytheil’s oldest and most trusted friend. Over the years, he has helped her grow and gave her various ways of help when she requested it. He had become her best friend and he and his wives became a part of who she considered family. Even now, as a Ren’dorei, she still returns to Quel’thalas to visit when she is able. He and his wife Eleneill had been the reason she was able to be let go of imprisonment with the understanding she had used her last ‘get-out-of-jail’ free card. Despite this, both Alorinis and Eleneill remain close with Gaytheil and offer their help when and if they’re able.
Upon meeting the moment Kora was introduced into the Remnant of Lordaeron, they had become quick friends. However, it wasn't until Brewfest (38 L.C.) that they grew closer. Gaytheil helped her find a dress for a night out at the taverns with the fellow Remnant members and later that evening, offered her a place to stay, along with Colwyn, at Gaytheil's home. For the first time in a long time, Gaytheil can call someone else her best friend, as she's enjoyed Kora's presence very much.
A Mynydd warrior she met aiding Lord Lighthand in liberating Dinas Narfon. The building relationship between Colwyn and Gaytheil has been rocky and difficult. However, soon after departing from the Remnants, she became busier and could not remain. After introducing him to Iorwyn nic Angelystor of the Wolfenhold Wardens and she left soon after, visiting when Kora Deathwhisper called for her.
Eclipse[]
This little pup was adopted October 27, 38 L.C. along with Shade with Colwyn. Eclipse currently spends much of its time in Mynyw lands.
Magics[]
Gaytheil is also well versed in several magics. While void has always been and still is her main form of magic, she has been well trained in arcane, including frost and fire magics, illusion and conjuring magic. Well before she began using void, she was well trained in the Light as well.
Generally, Gaytheil will mix a lot of void and frost magic together, or shadowfrost as many may see it as. Although not much of one to find on the field in the midst of battle, she does better from a large distance with her attacks. Outside basic attacks from afar, she is highly trained in the use of mind magic. This is something she does not take nearly as lightly, however, and normally will require permission before using it in any form. Plenty of times, though, Gaytheil has offered her ability to help others. This happened to have been the case when first meeting Inas'thas Sunbrook during the Ashenvale Campaign where she helped him sleep through the nights following his imprisonment.
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