Post by Karily on Jan 26, 2009 14:14:14 GMT -5
((I have spent several weeks reading your forums and spending time on your Realm. I LOVE what the Cats are about and I wanted to post my characters history for you all. I have recently transferred Karily to Sisters of Elune and began my RP there, mostly because Steamweedle Cartel is not good for a round of RP at all. I will shortly be posting her description as well. Hope you enjoy! Please critique.))
Karily Sworn held he first sword when she was seven. This may not seem odd given the history of Stormwind and Azeroth but Karily was highborne, the heir of a noble. Her place was to be in the Ballroom going through the latest motions of the latest dance, or the parlor swooning and swaying over the latest knight bidding and eventually on her back fulfilling her "duty".
The sword was all her uncles doing. He would return after months of warring and whoring regaling the family with his tails, no one was more intrigued than his niece. The two would sneak out into the garden and he would continue his tails, not leaving out a detail, Karily's excitement and wonder growing with each curse and swing of sword into the night air. The night she held the sword was just like all the others but on this occasion Karily had the nerve to ask, and he relented. The leather grip seemed to chafe her smooth hand upon the touch. She had little over the strength to hold it with two arms, and none to hold it as her uncle did but that did not deter her. She immediately felt the "power of the steel" she had heard the men of her family talk about. With glazed eyes she turned it back to him.
Karily took it upon herself to learn the art of swordplay. She would sit in her window seal watching the knight of her fathers guard practice and would mimic the moves with whatever she could find that resembled a piece. Her nanny would often ask where the marks on her wall or the splinters in her hand came from; Karily became very good at lying.
Karily continued to be trained in the art of being a Lady, and how to serve her realm, and her man. She grew sicker of this with each passing day. Karily was also trained in the art of the Light, while she would never be a full Paladin-at-arms or Priest of Light she was still expected to nurse the sick and do her part for the charity of the realm, for her family, for Stormwind and for the Alliance. Time and life moved on like this for the next several years, that is until the night of her sixteenth birthday, or name-day as it was called in the family sect. On that day, all changed. Upon her father's insistence she was on a star-lit walk with her supposed betrothed...
She remembers his hands moving and the weight of his body as she was pushed...
She can still feel the heat from the back of his hand...
She remembers the sound of her hem being ripped and the pressure as he entered her...
Though vaguely, she remembers unsheathing the dagger that hung from his back and slamming into the back of this neck.
More than anything she remembers running. She ran and never looked back. To this day she knows it was less about her, and more about the honor of her father's house, sadly.
That night, while nearly drowning in her own tears, Karily knew that she would never feel that pain again and that she would make it her life to make sure it never happened to any, on her watch.
After two years of surviving and getting by on the kindness of others, what small part still existed in a world torn by war, Karily knew the time had come. Standing over a shimming oasis in Tanaris she took the dagger that had changed her life that faithful night and cut her hair, the hair that defined her Lady-ness and for so long her life. She vowed it would never grow past it's new length. Over the next week she made her way to Ironforge and joined the Alliance Army.
Karily has spent the last seven years serving, protecting the inner sanctum of each Alliance city as her patrol orders would server her too.
Often times she passes members of her own family in the streets as they parade; they know her not. The years have changed her. She is gruff and hard, rude and course. All the delicate training of her Youth forgotten.
She is now Karily Froth, Paladin-at-Arms, Stationed City Guard, Alliance Army.
Karily Sworn held he first sword when she was seven. This may not seem odd given the history of Stormwind and Azeroth but Karily was highborne, the heir of a noble. Her place was to be in the Ballroom going through the latest motions of the latest dance, or the parlor swooning and swaying over the latest knight bidding and eventually on her back fulfilling her "duty".
The sword was all her uncles doing. He would return after months of warring and whoring regaling the family with his tails, no one was more intrigued than his niece. The two would sneak out into the garden and he would continue his tails, not leaving out a detail, Karily's excitement and wonder growing with each curse and swing of sword into the night air. The night she held the sword was just like all the others but on this occasion Karily had the nerve to ask, and he relented. The leather grip seemed to chafe her smooth hand upon the touch. She had little over the strength to hold it with two arms, and none to hold it as her uncle did but that did not deter her. She immediately felt the "power of the steel" she had heard the men of her family talk about. With glazed eyes she turned it back to him.
Karily took it upon herself to learn the art of swordplay. She would sit in her window seal watching the knight of her fathers guard practice and would mimic the moves with whatever she could find that resembled a piece. Her nanny would often ask where the marks on her wall or the splinters in her hand came from; Karily became very good at lying.
Karily continued to be trained in the art of being a Lady, and how to serve her realm, and her man. She grew sicker of this with each passing day. Karily was also trained in the art of the Light, while she would never be a full Paladin-at-arms or Priest of Light she was still expected to nurse the sick and do her part for the charity of the realm, for her family, for Stormwind and for the Alliance. Time and life moved on like this for the next several years, that is until the night of her sixteenth birthday, or name-day as it was called in the family sect. On that day, all changed. Upon her father's insistence she was on a star-lit walk with her supposed betrothed...
She remembers his hands moving and the weight of his body as she was pushed...
She can still feel the heat from the back of his hand...
She remembers the sound of her hem being ripped and the pressure as he entered her...
Though vaguely, she remembers unsheathing the dagger that hung from his back and slamming into the back of this neck.
More than anything she remembers running. She ran and never looked back. To this day she knows it was less about her, and more about the honor of her father's house, sadly.
That night, while nearly drowning in her own tears, Karily knew that she would never feel that pain again and that she would make it her life to make sure it never happened to any, on her watch.
After two years of surviving and getting by on the kindness of others, what small part still existed in a world torn by war, Karily knew the time had come. Standing over a shimming oasis in Tanaris she took the dagger that had changed her life that faithful night and cut her hair, the hair that defined her Lady-ness and for so long her life. She vowed it would never grow past it's new length. Over the next week she made her way to Ironforge and joined the Alliance Army.
Karily has spent the last seven years serving, protecting the inner sanctum of each Alliance city as her patrol orders would server her too.
Often times she passes members of her own family in the streets as they parade; they know her not. The years have changed her. She is gruff and hard, rude and course. All the delicate training of her Youth forgotten.
She is now Karily Froth, Paladin-at-Arms, Stationed City Guard, Alliance Army.
)) so the transition would be smooth enough.
And it doesn't look like ever other human 
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