Gwenderlin - The past of the broken elf

Gwenderlin, was once a young Sindori, following in her brother's foot steps she became a pallidain, though unlike him she followed the path of light. Gwenderlin did not know of her parents, they dissapeared leaving her and her brother to fend for them selves at a young age. They loved each other dearly and looked after each other best they could. Gwenderlin knew she'd never be as strong as he was but decided she'd be best she can in the path of light to make sure she could heal him in battle.

As she came to become more and more dedacated to the Light a creature of pure Light bonded with her to enrich her with more Light energy than she could hope for. she grew very happy about it though she never knew where the Light energy came from. The Creature was known as Cuthris the Light dweller. A great holy being Known for helping the light followers on thier journey on the path of Light. Gwenderlin's brother went on a journey alone far north to try find thier farther from roumers and messeges sent to him. Gwenderlin did not go, she was too scared and felt she needed more training. One night she found herself in rachet where she met a mage elf in Silvermoon who hired her as a barmaid to which she found out she'd have to ware out fits not very concealing as well as she'd need to dance. At the time she was a little warey and confused why she had too. she hated all the Blood knights comeing to the bar and trying to grab her she grew sick of it and heard of a place out side the walls of Silvermoon. she grabbed as much supplies as she could and fled the city to head for Durator.

When she arrived she did not know what to espected. there was so many drunken people out side the gates of Ogrimmar brawling she was frightened and fled towards the river. when she got there she peered over noticing a place at the other side of the river. nodding to her self she swam across and decided to explore the lands there. she walked for days and nights searching the lands untill one night she heard of a place by the river known as Ratchet where you could get a hot meal and a drink. feeling hungry and thirsty from running low on supplies she asked where it was and ran there following the directions given to her. as she arrived she was amazed that a town was run by such creatures as the goblins. she went to the tavern that people spoke of to find a troll lady there preasent that welcomed her to the bar.

Gwenderlin smiled for the first time in a long time, a smile so sweet it was angelic like. she explained to the troll that she is escapeing from Silvermoon becuase of the situation and wondered if she helped out could she stay there untill she got herself sorted. the troll giggled and said ofcourse. after a while Gwenderlin started to trust this troll alot and decided to become Vypra's Dancer for the Keel.


one night gwenderlin went to an island which she recently gotten to rest and relax as well as practice her dancing at. she was practicing away when a shadow went past the door way. she span around to see what it was before turning back to find a snake coiled up that struck her. she went dizzy and colapsed on the floor. she woke to find her self naked and still dizzy from the venome but she could not remember the atack or anything. she put her clothing on and as she left the Island to get back to the Keel she noticed a bunch of night elves rideing by, she shurged at this and carried on to the Keel.


((ooc: will type rest anouther time too tired ^^' ))

After returning to the Keel she started to feel funny but shrugged it off as she had to preform, all she cared about was making Vypra smile as she could see it was a stressful night for the troll. she went onto her stage and danced as hard as she could, pushing herself past what she phisically could but thought it was worth it seeing the smile on Vypra's face. after she smiled weakly at the troll and went to lay down. as she did the room was spinning around her and she began to start to feel weaker than usuall. un able to speak out for help she lay there shivering in pain from the mysterious affliction that has come over her.

Vypra came over worried seeing Gwen so ill but gwen fought it hearing her dear freind Cass in trouble. strugerling to her feet we made her way to the door to try help him best she could but could bearly stand herself up. she adventurly gave in and was escorted back to bed by Vypra worried for her health. Gwenderling was shivering and Vypra was scared on what has happened summoning her firey totems to try keep gwen warm. Gwen kept falling in and out off sleep but kept rubbing her arm. Vypra peered at the arm noticing marks and tried asking Gwen what happened. gwen tried to say she was bitten by a snake but could not know if she managed to say it as she had no energy.

Vypra gasped and shouted why she never menstioned but gwen was beyond hearing it. Vypra cleansed as much as she could out of the girl trying to make her feel better best she can.

after being cured from the venom that the mysterious attack fromt he Island that she called home she was left feeling weird and still ill. she was escorted to the Moonglade to see the elder druids to try help her. night after night they tried to help her, using thier energies best they can to find the sorce of the problem and cure her, though it adventurly came apparent that it was too late...

Gwenderlin was doomed to die soon...

she shed no tear....she stood there and smiled softly and asked to be brought to the Keel to say her goodbyes and accept her fate

she came to Vypra and told her, the troll was upset to hear the news but smiled to keep gwen happy.

she gaver her final preformance that night

she then said her goodbyes to her dear friend and Leader Seidra and kissed his cheek softly before walking out of the Inn. she travled to her final resting place...her beloved Island that she cared about for so long.

she arrived and sat at the podium where she practiced her dancing smileing softly as she lsat against it. as she smiled a small trickle of blood came from her mouth as she stared blankley forwards and closed her eyes. she slid down laying on the floor....dead....

A figure appeared...it was her brother

"dont worry sister....I wont let us be apart no more, I learnt something...and you will return once again"

the male Sindori carried Gwenderlin's body away

one day Vypra came to her Inn to check her mail where two forsakens were sitting talking to each other. one forsaken kept to the shadows and kept herself hidden the other stood out proud.

Vypra greeted the two but before she could say her name the one covered spoke in a fimiliur soft voice.

"Hello Lady Vypra...."

Vypra reconised the Voice but was unsure and came closer to where the forsaken female revealed herself....it was Gwenderlin....back but diffrent, her hair was shorter from her cutting it. her skin pale and cold, her eyes still soft blue her ears still long but something was diffrent. she was with out the light she once was with. the light has forsaken her.

Vypra was stunned for a moment and gwenderlin looked saddened that Vypra may not have approved it. all of a sudden the troll darted forwards with no warning and held Gwenderlin in her arms. Gwenderlin was shocked for a moment and wrapped her arms around Vypra lovingly tearing a little but tears of joy.