Cessily

[Cessily]

Full Name: Cessily Suntouch.
Titles or Nicknames: Challenger.
Age: 62.
Race: Blood Elf.
Gender: Female.
Hair: Scarlet red.
Eyes: Vivid green.
Height: 5'7".
Weight: 132 lbs.
Notable Physical Features: Cessily doesn't really care for her looks, and her body sports some scars. She is always wearing her armor, so the only visible portion of her body is her face, always adorned with a smile. Has strange ears that sometimes look like delicate horns. (http://img78.imageshack.us/my.php?image=thinjx9.jpg)

Place of residence: Vengeance Landing, Howling Fjord.
Place of Birth: Dalaran.
Known Relatives: High Conjurer Azhandraza Silazari (mother/deceased), Ambassador Kilenath Suntouch (father/active), Dahlia Suntouch (???/ghost).

Religion/Philosophy:
Leaving her Prince's elves defeated behind her, Cessily now believes she has entered a new stage in her life, which is preserving Life and fighting for the Mandate's Peace, something that will only be achieved by destroying the Alliance completely. Though she regrets the Path she is on, the Red Dragonflight recently taught her that sometimes the only answer is permanent destruction. In the end, it is the only real solution.

Occupation: Defender of Wyrmrest Temple, Warbringer of the Grim.
Guild Rank: Warbringer.
Known Associates: The Red Dragonflight, Kharastrasz (mentor/Wyrmrest Skytalon), Drinn Sel'Quar (rival), Anorah Nailo (dueling partner), Anaie and Emmons (Grim Rogues), Haqin (ex-teacher).
Known Nemesis: None.

Special Skills: Resistant to pain and fel magics.
Positive Personality Traits: Honest and loyal.
Negative Personality Traits: Impulsive and ill-mannered.

History Before The Grim: Cessily was born in Dalaran and raised by her mother's many servants until she was old enough to survive the trip back to Stormwind, where her father lived. The time she passed in Stormwind, living among humans and other races, was not at all pleasant, but the girl adapted and managed to survive, until she had to move again, this time to Quel'thalas. There, shunned by her peers, who mocked her because of accent and manners, the woman had to adapt once again, but at this point she had already grown rebelious. Her life in Quel'thalas ended along with the lives of many quel'dorei, when the Scourge came. Being one of the survivors, Cessily was eager to join the Prince's forces when he arrived, and even more eager to take up on the mantle of 'sin'dorei'. During her time in service of her Prince she learned how to fight among the lower classes, forsaking forever the path her father had intended for her as a priestess, and finally fleeing from the rebuilt Silvermoon once Kael'thas had gone to Outlands and her father had forced her into marriage, to live as an adventurer. It took sometime for her to join the terrorist group known as The Grim.

History In The Grim: After joining The Grim Cessily has changed much, getting close to dying numerous times, like when her ears were torn by the Forsaken pirate Anaie Bree. Her adaptation was troublesome, and she is known for her controversial opinions and times away from The Grim. Since her time serving The Mandate she has fought many battles and gathered quite a few number of enemies, many within the Horde. Sometime ago she was romantically involved with the Blood-Knight Kelven Willowalk, but after their relationship's sudden end Cessily became even more focused on The Mandate, but arguably even more violent. The aggressive enviroment of The Grim has shaped the sweet sin'dorei into a bitter, even if professional, woman, who will do anything to further 'The Word'.

[Thrysta]

The girl...
She has grown.
Her blades are so very fine.

She is Grim.

Yet one day I have no doubt
those blades will find their way
inside of me.

We will dance and scream and
then there will only be The Word.

I very much look forward to it.

[Qabian]

Cessily is no more Grim at essence than a dog is its master.  She's not even a good cur.  She growls at her owners, attacks her fellow pups, runs wild if allowed loose, bites the hand that feeds her, and leaps on anything with a disgusting excitement -- whether that thing is valuable or garbage -- should she find it vaguely interesting.  Her delusional canine mind makes her absolutely incapable of recognizing reality.  She has been beaten and whipped so many times, returning always with her tail between her legs, unable to realize her own identity and desperate to be back among the pack.  She doesn't know why she does what she does, nor does she care whether or not it's what she really wants.

But like any pit fighting hound, she has sharp teeth and a bloodlust nearly unmatched.  Leash her, starve her, whip her, cage her, then point her in the right direction and watch her tear apart anything in front of her.  A useful weapon, yes, but not the type I would ever waste my time with.  One can get similar use out of others that are far easier to control, that are more reliable off leash, and that actually have the mental capacity to understand their own motives.

[Amaurn]

Her condition is... fascinating. She tries to learn from it and deal with it alone, she shuns assistance. It may master her or she may it, but only she will be the one to make the choice.

Lately her old petulance seems to have returned but tempered and modified by her pain, this pain serves her well but only when it is focussed towards her enemies, without alliance to fight she is still prone to arguing with fellow Grim over matters of little consequence.

All this said, she remains a valuable asset to the Grim... a weapon.

[Greebo]

This one is useful. It responds to verbal prods most pleasingly, it exhibits enough independence to appear to always be acting under its own will and it can be soothed with the right combination of simple gestures. very competent at what it does. I remember another redhead in another place and time. She and the blacksmith screamed in a most satisfactory manner. *mmm* *starts* Sorry, what?