Ambassador Ayolera

[Ayolera]

Ayolera was born into a small family, her two parents. Her mother was a priestess and her father a druid. She lived on the coast of today's Azshara and makes infrequent visits to her old home. She grew up in the city there, becoming a priestess herself. Her mother had another child, a girl nammed Colete. Colete and Ayolera frequently fought as children, and the two rarely got along. After her mother died in labor with her brother Ormix, Ayolera moved out to further her studies. She lived in a Temple and made journeys around the other Elf villages. When she was away from home, the War of the Ancients occured. She was away from home at the time, and did not return until after the war. Being a highborne, her and her people were to blame for the invasion, and she left her people with the other Highborne to found Silvermoon.

After starting a new life in Silvermoon, she began training as a Ranger in the military, hoping to defend her new home from the Legion, but she only found herself fighting off trolls. Many years after her younger sister joined the Farstriders as well, the scourge attacked. Both she and her sister were honored for fighting with honor and pride. It was after the fall of the Sunwell, did Kael'thas recruit many of the rangers and Magi to travel with him and Illidan to Outland. She was promoted to Lieutenant in the Sunhawks, and it was here that her corruption began.

"Why do you get to go." complained Colete, watching her sister Ayolera gathering her things in their tent in the Netherstorm. Their kind had been there for weeks now, awaiting a time to strike the Tempest Keep, which had just been idled by the Sha'tar naruu. It was after the battles in Quel'thalas that Ayolera, her sister, and many other elves and ventured into Outland in hopes to redeem their kind.
"Its because they like me more than you," replied Ayolera "besides, its not like you have the kind of skill i do with a bow or blade. They need real warriors to be the first Fel Elves."
"And its not like youre all that better than me either. You Simply killed a few more ghouls than I did. We still have the same rights to power."
"Forget it Colete, I was selected and you werent." And she was right, Ayolera and 11 other blood elves were selected to pioneer a new type of solution to the magical addiction. Rumor was Illidan himself was going to perform the act. Ayolera quickly left the tent, hoping not to displease her sister anymore. She arrived outside B'narr, and quickly caught up with her comrades which she hadnt seen in some time.
"How have you been?" Some asked.
"Well, and yourself?" others replied.
"Good to hear, personally feeling rather odd" from a few. But her two closest friends, Vishmar and Vockeroth were the first to approach her.
"Greetings Ayolera, good to see you again." Said Vishmar. Ayolera replied with a smile and a glace over at Vockeroth revealed he had not changed. He never said much lately, his entire family died in the Scourge invasion and it had only been a few months since then. All the elves were rangers, twelve in total. They mounted up on their Hawkstriders and Followed their General south to Shadowmoon.

Upon their arrival at the Black Temple, they realised it was here they may be saved of their curse. One elf, Freywinn commented on the sheer size of the structure, others including Pathaleon mentioned the dark energies he could feel inside. And Vockeroth grinned, he knew what awaited them inside.

Each one of them was devided into diferent rooms, and one at a time, they were taken to Illidan. When they returned, they seemed refreshed, yet dazed. After all twelve had finished their evolution they moved to a camp just outside the Temple, and Kael'thas sent a few squads of elves to them to begin their training. The process they endured was a Fel Siphon. A pure fel sliver was embeded to their chest, their heart. This allowed absorbtion of energies. Many of the elves rejoiced, and Illidan ordered his Deathweavers to begin preperations to mass restore the elven race. However, the excitment was short lived.

Awakening one morning, an entire tent of elves had been slaughtered, by merely ones fists. The only elf alive, was barely clinging to life, and he had been one that recieved the Siphon. He was killed that afternoon by a Captain. And not later did another treated elf run out of her tent and leap off the edge of the ruins, killing herself. In both cases, these elves had mumbled nonsense of voices speaking to them. The next day, two more of the Fel Elves had killed others, and apperently eachother. That left only 7 of the original remaining. They were detained, and after careful observation the following did not appear to be insane, Pathaleon, Sepethrea, Freywinn, Sarannis, Vockeroth, Mellichar, and Ayolera.

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