| Name: | Kaladris Nightsong |
| Gender: | Female |
| Race: | Night Elf |
| Class: | Priest |
| Role: | Healer/Damage |
| Professions: | skinning, mining |
| Player: | Teensy |
RP Hooks
Veterans of The Battle of Hyjal may know Sentinel Aya Moonshield, who left her lazy life of fishing with her beloved Laird Waveskimmer to bring her deadly bow skills to the fight. She would tell everyone about her daughter, who was gentle and kind and deserved a safe, peaceful life where she could meet her destiny.
Anyone who had business in Auberdine and liked eating fish in the last hundred years could have met her, fishing at her father's side and bargaining for stories or answers to questions.
Anyone with contact with the most junior of acolytes in Teldrassil could have met her during her studies, or among the places where people in Darnassus gathered to play board games.
Appearance
Tousled, Youthful, Graceful, Feminine
Kaladris has reached physical maturity, but has not yet completed her marking rite. She's a little late to it, but not unusually so. She wears robes designed for priests and magic wielders that are well worn, well mended, but obviously handed down from acolytes who advanced in power among the Sisters of Selune. Kaladris is obviously new enough to being a novice that she wears her handed down robes as proudly as a High Priestess coming to initiation would.
But she's as ready to lift her elegant hem and run just for the joy of it, or giggle through trying to speak with the gravity of her elder sisters. A smile never seems to stray far from her mouth.
Personality
Proud ⬥ Dreamy ⬥ Cooperative ⬥ Intellectual
Kaladris is kind and helpful. She's quick to offer assistance. She likes to play games with people, board games, dice games, word games, cards. She likes to collect knowledge and listen to what other people have to say about what they know. She has a philosophical bent that leads her to enjoy abstract questions, but is proud of her inclusion among the priesthood of Selune in a way that might make her resistant to changing her core beliefs.
History
Kaladris was born in the relatively peaceful period about seventy years before the Battle of Hyjal. Her mother was a Sentinel who had retired to settle down with the fisherman poet who wooed her with meals and songs in the town of Auberdine. They had met while she trained under Shandris Feathermoon with greater ambitions than a remote town filled with the unimportant, but kept finding reasons to return until finally she chose to stay, and take advantage of the peace of the town to have a child she named Kaladris.
Kaladris had a happy, carefree childhood. She fished with her father, but when she didn't have the reflexes to follow in her mother's footsteps she was allowed to shadow nearly everyone in the village, trying to find her way, but in no hurry to do so. "I can catch fish like my father," she would say. "Fishing gives you time to think, and You see just about everyone who has business on the docks."
When Feathermoon rode through Auberdine to call her Sentinels to her for the battle of Mt. Hyjal, Kaladris' mother forbade Kaldris to come along. She kissed her child's brow, rode away, and was lost in the battle. Kaladris mourned by walking along the beach on moonlit nights, alternatively bargaining and threatening the moon for her mother's loss. When her questions at the moon became the subjects of her dreams, she consulted both druids and priestesses about them. Being a woman, The Sisters of Elune claimed her as an acolyte, sending her to Teldrassil to study.
Shortly after she studied enough academic subjects to begin training, the earth started to shake. Minor tremors, but they became greater and more dangerous until the earth erupted, and the cataclysm tore Darkshore apart.
Her father is still in Auberdine. Her friends, her neighbours…she must go to them and help. She must.