Post by Cyrrin on Jan 14, 2010 18:56:45 GMT -5
Cyrrin was born in Theramore to a strange couple. Her father, a simple fisher from the area and her mother a fraud. She had two younger brothers, who were immediately seen as a path to greatness by her mother. Cyrrin was pretty much forgotten, except for the days her father would come to shore.
It was on these trips that cost Cyrrin's father his life. He was just returning home when a large beast attack the harbor, taking him and his entire crew with it. This was when, Cyrrin was put out of her home, her mother having no way to support her and her two brothers. Her mother packed up and headed to Stormwind with her brothers. Cyrrin, at this point was still staying in Theramore, the rumors her mother had spread rumors about her, making pretty much the town outcast. No one was will to risk their reputation for a poor little girl whose father had passed.
A few years of living on the streets, being a drifter eventually led her to Booty Bay, she thought things were rough back in Theramore and Stormwind. That was nothing compared to the hell she dealt with while there.
About a year had passed when she dumped on the side of the road, left for dead. When the tauren found her, he brought her back to the caravan, nursing the little human back to life. During her time with them they taught her a few ropes of the faire, gave her something to do and a place to live. It didn't last long, however. The faire was busted for various less then honorable venues. Cyrrin got away running and then using her skills as a warlock to escape.
She realized that something went wrong when she walked into Stormwind looking for her friends and not a one seemed to have ever existed.
It was on these trips that cost Cyrrin's father his life. He was just returning home when a large beast attack the harbor, taking him and his entire crew with it. This was when, Cyrrin was put out of her home, her mother having no way to support her and her two brothers. Her mother packed up and headed to Stormwind with her brothers. Cyrrin, at this point was still staying in Theramore, the rumors her mother had spread rumors about her, making pretty much the town outcast. No one was will to risk their reputation for a poor little girl whose father had passed.
A few years of living on the streets, being a drifter eventually led her to Booty Bay, she thought things were rough back in Theramore and Stormwind. That was nothing compared to the hell she dealt with while there.
About a year had passed when she dumped on the side of the road, left for dead. When the tauren found her, he brought her back to the caravan, nursing the little human back to life. During her time with them they taught her a few ropes of the faire, gave her something to do and a place to live. It didn't last long, however. The faire was busted for various less then honorable venues. Cyrrin got away running and then using her skills as a warlock to escape.
She realized that something went wrong when she walked into Stormwind looking for her friends and not a one seemed to have ever existed.
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