“He who seeks vengeance must dig two graves: one for his enemy and one for himself”

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Vellaire was an Adept Blood Knight who became enthralled by the Lady Avenal's crusade. Despite being warned away by others after the Prince's "attack" on his people, which she believes to have been nothing more than a test that the weak and faithless failed, she took up the purple and gold tabard and swore to serve.

Though training and smithing kept her off the battlefield for many months, she was one of the first and few to draw arms when news of her Lady's capture spread. Unable to reach the cell in time, the Adept came upon the still warm bodies of Avenal and the Knight Captain Tonatiuh. Though rumor would claim it was a murder-suicide, she knew otherwise and swore vengeance upon the Suncrown.

The first would be one of the four responsible, the blood-soaked rogue called Setarian. A few weeks later she confronted the man and fought a battle that she would ultimately lose. Wounded and outraged at her failure, she returned to Silvermoon and made her way to a meeting held by the new "Imperator" Anakh Wintersoul. The Adept spoke freely, calling many in attendance traitors and even tearing the tabard from an Orc twice her size. Her words unheard, she turned to leave but was halted by a forsaken named Tarthys Nolaris.

Heeding his request, Vellaire traveled to Tarren Mill where a letter arrived in a rather unique and ghoulish fashion. With only one thought driving her forward, she gathered her things and moved northward into the Alterac Mountains. It would be there, in the frozen blackness of night under a starless sky, that she would begin to see the Light.

"Blood for blood."

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Full Name: Vellaire Sunstriker ( "Vel-Air" )
Nicknames: None. Call her Vel, sweetie, hon, babe, etc... and you die.
Age: Unknown
Race: Blood Elf / Undead
Gender: Female
Hair: Black waist-length, worn up in an intricate tail
Skin: Ash
Eyes: Icy blue
Height: A touch shorter than most female Blood Elves
Weight: Average

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Place of residence: Silvermoon
Place of Birth: Silvermoon
Known Relatives: Deceased. Only one living half-brother.

Occupation: Death Knight. Formerly Blood Knight Adept and Apprentice Weaponsmith.

Likes: A challenge, combat, shiny armor and blades
Favorite Foods:
Favorite Drinks: Wine
Favorite Colors: Red, Black, Gold
Weapons of Choice: Swords, preferring the two-handed variety.
Dislikes: Arrogance. Those who lack honor. Those who lack respect for the chain of command/superiors.
Hobbies:

Physical Features: Skin is an ash color with her fingertips and the edges of her ears turning a dark black. No obvious scars or marks say for one on her side between two ribs.

Positive Personality Traits:
Negative Personality Traits: Short-tempered. Would sooner draw a blade on someone than try to talk things out. Words are cheap. Actions are everything.
Misc. Quirks: It is a safe assumption to say Vellaire hates all that she meets. In truth, she is indifferent. She is simply quick to decide whether she likes, or dislikes, any one person. More often than not, people fall into the dislike pile. Her mind has also been changed on occassion, depending how someone acts.

She is particularly harsh when judging other women, calling any weak (as she interprets the word) ones "Lovelies". Harsher still, are fellow female Death Knights.

She believes fully in military might and respect for one's superiors. Insubordination is not tolerated. She has no loyalties to any race or city, only to the Iconoclasts.

Views on other races:
In life, only Blood Elves were worthy of her attention or respect.
In death... all are equally repulsive.

FICS / STORIES:
Blood for Blood