Coolbrëëze
Faaedya Ravencall
“Coolbreeze”
House “Wintertree”
Phantasmal Eyes
Night Elf – Druid (spirit)
Avg Height; Avg Weight, ? Age.
Currently:
A disembodied spirit…
Description:
Draped in the regalia of her druidic order, she is rather translucent and incorporeal.
Motto:
-
Home:
-
Birthplace:
-
History:
Joining her fellow druids in the sleep, Faaedya Ravencall wandered the Emerald Dream growing, learning, and expanding the druidic call that came so naturally to her. Impossible to know just how long or short her time was spent in the dream, but at some point a calamity befell the burrow where her body lay severing her spirit from its mortal vessel.
Much of what made her whole is now lost. Memories of her past. Ambitions for the future. Passions, loves, and motivations. It’s all fractured and disjointed at best. None existent at worst. Yet the semblance of a connection remains and so for now there remains a glimmer of hope.
Now the druidic spirit is more of a force of nature than a person. Faaedya wanders the world drifting as a cool breeze searching tirelessly for the other half of her being with little to nothing to go on. All she can do to fill the void is to fulfill her role as a druid where she can.
Night Elf:
Duskgrove
Wintertree
Satyr:
Darkgrove
Felbranch
Faaedya Ravencall
“Coolbreeze”
House “Wintertree”
Phantasmal Eyes
Night Elf – Druid (spirit)
Avg Height; Avg Weight, ? Age.
Currently:
A disembodied spirit…
Description:
Draped in the regalia of her druidic order, she is rather translucent and incorporeal.
Motto:
-
Home:
-
Birthplace:
-
History:
Joining her fellow druids in the sleep, Faaedya Ravencall wandered the Emerald Dream growing, learning, and expanding the druidic call that came so naturally to her. Impossible to know just how long or short her time was spent in the dream, but at some point a calamity befell the burrow where her body lay severing her spirit from its mortal vessel.
Much of what made her whole is now lost. Memories of her past. Ambitions for the future. Passions, loves, and motivations. It’s all fractured and disjointed at best. None existent at worst. Yet the semblance of a connection remains and so for now there remains a glimmer of hope.
Now the druidic spirit is more of a force of nature than a person. Faaedya wanders the world drifting as a cool breeze searching tirelessly for the other half of her being with little to nothing to go on. All she can do to fill the void is to fulfill her role as a druid where she can.
Night Elf:
Duskgrove
Wintertree
Satyr:
Darkgrove
Felbranch
Edited by Coolbrëëze on 4/21/2015 2:56 PM PDT