Emmering

==Emmering Fairtide (Nor'Anon)==
Physical appearance (including height, weight, hair colour, eye colour, scars, tattoos, etc.): Emmering is average height for a female blood elf, and of modest weight. She does not stand out physically, and has soft, muted raven hair with a slight tint of an ocean blue. Her eyes are a shining emerald green, though she tends to keep her cowl shading her face in public. She wears no jewelry and has nothing blemishing her milky, pale skin. She sees her body as a gift from the Gods and would not mar it with anything if she could avoid it.
Personality: Emmering is very quiet, preferring to listen and observe rather than partake. She considers herself a scholar and a constant student – she will almost never refuse to learn anything that is offered to her. She keeps mostly to herself, which makes her hard to read, and she does not open up quickly to strangers or even new friends. She counts that a woman’s mysteries and secrets are hers and hers alone, and thus to share them would debase their value. She is reverent but not fanatically so, and does not preach anything about her religious views, preferring to let others make their own choices.
History/Background
Emmering was born to the Nor’Anon family the eldest of two daughters. Her mother was a Sin’Dorei noblewoman, as was her father, who was an accomplished Alchemist in Quel'Thalas City. When Emmering was still a young girl, her mother died shortly after the birth of her little sister, Jezuhbell. Emmering has always held a lingering sadness for the trade of lives between the two women, but respects the Gods’ decision to take one for the other. She had to act as mother for much of her youth and in exchange had little of her own childhood. Her father worked often, and when she was old enough, apprenticed her to his business. To deal with the time when the girls could not be cared for by him, he sent them to the Temple to learn religious piety and train as young Acolytes. It was here that Emmering discovered her gifts, choosing at first the path of Discipline in her priestly training. She studied for many years at the temple, but never lived within it’s walls, as she still cared for her sister. Jezuhbell never took well to studies – often sneaking off to fight in the yard with the Weapons Master’s apprentices and men-at-arms. Eventually the two sisters parted their ways as Emmering chose to immerse herself fully in her service to the Temple, and in the evenings to assist her father at his Alchemy Lab. It was not long after that Jezuhbell went rogue and left home to pursue her own adventures, writing occasionally of her newest exploits as a traveling mercenary.
Emmering moved into the Temple and was elevated to a position as an Elder Sister, taking young Acolytes and setting them on their new path for the Light. She ventured on several missions for the Temple, including an assault on the Black Temple in Outlands, working closely with the Naaru, earning herself the respect of A'Dal himself. She returned home a welcome champion, settling in at the Temple again as a scholar and teacher. She cherished this role, and expanded her studies with her time in the Library. It was in the library that she had a chance meeting with Celendar – a beautiful Sin’Dorei warlock who was there to study the mysteries of arcane magic that eluded her. Through an agreeable trade, the two worked closely together for many years – Emmering showing Celendar her powers of healing and explaining her devotion, and Celendar introducing Emmering to her shadowy side – something she had not before touched. She found her desire to embrace it nearly insatiable, so she began to train herself to wield the shadow’s power, but was mindful of the delicate balance always. Celendar became increasingly frustrated that she could not seem to break away from the Fel enough to touch any magic of a holy nature, despite all her time spent in the Temple. 
Emmering was disappointed that she could not also summon Demons to bend to her will, but took it as a fair exchange for the fact that she could still heal the wounded. The pair were constantly trying to remain secretive about their meetings, as Emmering quickly discovered that Celendar’s elder brother Decarabas was himself a priest at the Temple, and disapproved of her consorting with others while she visited. She learned that her dear friend had been rescued from a Cult by Decarabas, and he held her very close as his sibling, and held a special distaste for Emmering for so easily adopting the Shadow Arts.
After many late nights and years of tortured sleep, Emmering finally admitted to Celendar her love. Not long afterwards, Celendar disappeared with only a note to her dear friend mentioning that her Cult had called her away to study at Scholomance, and she could not see her again. Heartbroken, Emmering secluded herself in her chambers for many months trying to research the cult’s activities and perfect a cleansing potion to abate mind control. She wrote endless letters to Celendar, but no replies ever came. Emmering was a mess of emotions, trying to consider whether or not she should travel to Scholomance to confront her friend about why she left so suddenly. After months of planning, she finally decided to travel to the Plaguelands and venture in. 
Upon reaching the castle, the stench of scourge was so strong Emmering nearly turned back. As she snuck around the gates she could see skeletal sentries and guardsmen blocking the doors. She made the hasty decision to leave at that moment, and returned a week later with a solid group of adventurers she had offered some coin to accompany her as she went inside. As she entered the castle she found that the scholars inside had been overrun by scourge horrors, and most now were either dead, fled, or under mind control influence of the scourge warlords inside. Fearing the worst, Emmering cleansed the building with her hired mercenaries, and resigned that her love Celendar was likely to be dead.
Several years passed and Emmering carried on her practices in the Shadow Arts, her demeanor grown more quiet and pious at the Temple, though her peers could see she was restless and took no joy in her duties. Eventually when she approached their council and asked to leave, they did not bar her exit and wished her luck, noting that she would always have a place within their walls should she choose to return. Emmering took comfort in this and traveled the frozen wastes of Northrend, setting herself up a modest Alchemy business in Dalaran City, offering her services for enough coin to live on day to day. She takes pride in her work and has even returned to her own research – leading her to a new fold in her life, a scouring of Troll lifestyles and Alchemy practices. She has been immersing herself in Troll culture, traveling often to Orgrimmar to visit with the Troll priests there – reveling in their interpretations of holy magic and the use of shadow.
She was a member with the Burning Tusk Tribe while studying Troll culture, and it was there that she met two very important women.
The first being Grand Warlock Xonil Shadowleaf! Oh, how Emmering was enticed by this woman! So desperate she was to impress the warlock that she begged her to train as her student, to which Xonil reluctantly agreed. They became lovers, which only placed more strain on Emmering's progress as a student of the fel arts, and often she would improperly cast her spells and cause disastrous results. As frustrations grew, Xonil became increasingly difficult with Emmering, and eventually the student sought comfort elsewhere - fortunately, her breaking heart was rescued by Isanti Fairtide, a Shu'Halo Champion of the tribe. They fell in love almost immediately, and were mated for life less than a year hence. Emmering has completed her training in the fel arts, but now has a greater appreciation for that which she takes to gain her power, and is careful not to use magic in the presence of her mate. They have a home in Winterspring, but the Sin'Dorei warlock often travels to the cities to use the alchemy labs.
She has since learned of her sister's resurrection as a Death Knight and has had several encounters with her. One such where Jezuhbell came to tell her of their father's passing, and to chide her for choosing not to continue their noble bloodline. They do not speak willingly to each other.
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Category:Blood Elf
Category:Horde
Category:Horde Warlock
Category:Horde Priest