My current Hordeside roster has changed a bit since I started this thing, and I never did post up the mini-bios for my gals like I’d intended to. So here it goes.
Akrah Grimfang
Reluctant Orc Shaman
Once a warrior Akrah believes lost everyone she cared about during either the Northrend campaign or the Shattering. As a result the path she took to becoming a shaman was on the shadier side and even now she dances on the edge of dark shamanism and calls it practicality. Old, bitter, and desperately lost Akrah strives I find some sense of who she is and what she is meant to do.
Briseris Amenthal
Paranoid Blood Elf Warrior
As an elf that is nearing the end of her life Briseris struggles with feelings of ennui and a disconnection with the younger, more passionate members of the Horde. These days the only thing that keeps her going is her wild theories about the Titans and the “threat" they pose to all of Azeroth. In the process she's managed to alienate most of her former allies, leaving her hard-pressed to make ends meet.
Halawanee Brighthorn
Ambitious Tauren Paladin
Having come of age during the Shattering Halawanee made the dramatic decision to give up her path as a hunter to join the newly formed Sunwalkers. Ambitious, proud, and incredibly stubborn she struggled with her choice ever since. Now as a little older (and very little wiser) paladin she’s learning to embrace both paths - replacing jer driving need for the hunt with a growing interest in Archaeology and lore.
I'm still working on the concept for my troll monk, Tu'Kiri, so she'll probably get a post of her own once I perfect her transmog set and identify which character elements I'm going to focus on with her.
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In honor of finally moving Briseris over to Earthen Ring I'm posting some old drabbles of hers. Yay!
DARK
She wakes, and in the darkness she cannot remember where she is. This scares her.
She calls the name of a lover long gone, the sound of it swallowed up by the vacant tangle of cold linens around her. The darkness presses in against her mouth, threatening to suffocate her in her fear and confusion.
She presses her hands to her damp face, and it is then that she remembers. Skin that was once taught has now been creased by the gentle touch of age. The scents she remembers from so long ago have faded, only an autumn memory of a distant spring. The multitude of years that have brought her here remain a blur, a tangled knotting of thread that was once a tapestry. It is only her age that that has returned to her.
She is old. In the darkness and the vacancy of memory this terrifies her.
She does not sleep, but struggles instead to remember.
The smell of burning leaves was thick in the small room, the pungent scent of them soaking into her clothing and hair. She knows she will smell of this place for days and she does not care.
Warm skin presses against her bare shoulder, and as she pulls her lover against her she takes the cool metal tube that is handed to her and presses her lips around it. The smoke is pleasantly warm, and it smooths away the sharp edges she does not yet have the strength to face.
A part of her, even here, even now, is appalled by her own complacency, in the surrender to the despair, of this communal worship of a fragile god of glass and water and smoke. One day this will matter. One day the weight of it will drive away the woman who so eagerly seeks her hands, her mouth, her touch. She knows these things, though she hides them from herself.
Strong hands, hands she has held a thousand times, take the mouthpiece from her. She feels its loss more keenly than she will admit, and she seeks out comfort in her companion’s face.
She does not find it. All that is left has been tinted in green.
They had ridden through the evening, and now dawn had burnished the edge of the world with a pale fire. It was a land she did not recognize, as far from her sheltered homelands as the world would allow.
The beasts they rode had not the elegant gait of her hawkstrider, but their wide feet and bandy legs gave them stable purchase on the ever shifting ground. Her own animal bore her burden and that of her equipment without signs of strain or complaint, and if their swaying shuffle took some acclimation then it was a price she was willing to pay.
As the sun rose towards its zenith it revealed distant, unnatural peaks and long rows of columns. A small part of her thrilled at the view, at the potential for discovery. The greater part of her watched the peaks draw closer and wished for the stability of her mount, for the chance to ride the changing tide of events without losing her footing.
She lays among the cool grass, her head swimming in a sea of green blades that move with the wind, their verdant waves breaking against her bent knees. She is young here, knowing only the endless, tame spring of Eversong.
She thinks herself wild and free and reckless, knowing nothing of the world outside her homeland.
In the grass she lays and dreams, filling the clear sky with a future she cannot know. A future she will never have, though to tell her this now would be folly.
Very soon now duty will find her, and the true calling of her heart will make itself known, but not today. Today she lays in the sun and dreams, all the things tomorrow can promise still sweet in her mind.
This mini-series from the WoW Insider Know Your Lore crew was what really inspired me to roll up Briseris. The idea of having an archaeologist that embraced a bunch of seemingly crazy theories about the world she lived in tapped into my love of organizations like the Reliquary, the Explorer’s League, and the Lorewalkers too much to pass up.
Now I’m trying to nail down exactly what Briseris’ theories are so I can write some IC books / journals about it, but I want to give credit where credit’s due. So here’s a list of all the Tin Foil Hat Editions of Know Your Lore that I could find. They’re well worth the read!
Dragons
All According to Plan
Wrathion’s War
Wrathion's Gambit
The Deathwing Conspiracy
Genesis of the Infinite Dragonflight
Titans
When is a Well not a Well?
Flesh of the Makers
The Well of Eternity
Sargeras Was Right
Destroying This Clockwork Universe
Silence of the Titans
What was the Purpose of Uldaman?
