Meadhbh

==General Information==
:Full Name: Meadhbh inean Dhommnail (Pronounded "Mayv" or "Mehv")
:Age: Young adulthood
:Race: Sin'dorei
:Class: Warlock
:Professions: Tailor/Enchanter
:Gender: Female
:Affiliation: The Refuge
==Physical Description==
:Eye Color: Green
:Hair Color: Dark auburn/brown
:Skin: Fair and freckled
:Height: Slightly taller than average
:Weight/Build: Very thin and lanky
:Distinguishing marks or physical adornments, if any: Multiple tattoos, the most noticeable being a black serpent that curls up her left arm from wrist to shoulder and a small black rose on the back of her neck. Multiple piercings, including a small stud in her nose.
:Other information regarding appearance: Meadhbh is fairly plain, with sharp, angular facial features and very little in the way of curves, but she doesn't let that stop her from behaving in a manner specifically designed to attract prurient attention. What curves nature didn't give her, she wrests from the application of expert tailoring, and always ensures that very little is left to the imagination.
==Personality==
:Personality: Always friendly, unless she feels threatened, and almost aggressive sometimes, flirtatious and particularly fond of double entendre and innuendo. However her outgoing and often frivolous seeming behavior is a defensive cover for fairly complex, and often contradictory, deeper emotions.
:Political Allegiances: Very Friendly to the Alliance, particularly Dwarves (she will not tolerate anyone speaking ill of them), some involvement with Scryers, Wyrmrest Accord, Sporregar, Kirin Tor, Oracles
:Convictions: Meadhbh wholeheartedly hopes for an eventual reconcilliation between the Horde and Alliance and believes that it may be the only way to truly defeat the evils that plague the lands of Azeroth.
:Loves: Chocolate, sensual fabrics, sex, pubs
:Hates: Bigotry and narrowmindedness of any sort, and towards any group.
:Flaws: She is almost incapable of refusing anything to anyone she is fond of, and is likewise almost incapable of remaining faithful to a single lover. She has a bit of a fear of love, and is somewhat suspicious of any sort of commitment.
:Strengths: She is fiercely loyal and loving towards her friends and family and would defend them with her dying breath - and is willing to go to lengths others might consider morally questionable to do so.
:Quirks/Habits: She's never met a double entendre she didn't like, and has a tendency to be bawdy in her conversation. She's also fond of touching those she's fond of, whether she has romantic feelings toward them or not.
==Character History==
:Birthplace: Outside Darrowshire, old Lordaeron
:Education: Early education occurred at home, under the tutelage of two scholarly parents, but was interrupted. Since then, she is mostly self-educated, primarily from books she salvaged from her father's library.
:Parents: Aidail Cameron (a/k/a Nicneven Erstwhile) and Gwydion Dhommnail, both unliving.
:Siblings: Ceara Dhommnail, deceased
:Children: Ceara Gryphonheart, named after her sister
:Significant Others/Spouse: None
:Pets: Her demons, of course, and a large black serpent named Salazar
:Defining Moments: The day her parents disappeared, and the day her daughter was born
:Personal History:
((In her own words))
I was born. Most of us are, really, when you get right down to it, although I’ve met a few, 'ere and there, what I suspected were spawned, like murlocs, from mud and slime.
I was born, as I said, on 'allow’s End. Me Da was Gwydion Dhommnail, a warlock and a teacher of warlocks…though 'e 'ated teaching and 'ated students even more. Me mum was Aiedail Cameron ((Now Nicneven Erstwhile), a priestess who had the misfortune of falling in love with the wrong man.
I grew up 'appy. I 'ad a good childhood, although we moved around quite a bit. I didn't, at the time, really know why me parents kept moving us around. When I was still a girl, I came home from a tryst in the woods to find my parents gone…From then on, my life grew much more difficult…not sad, so much, but difficult, yes…
I did what I 'ad to do to survive. I spent some years of my youth as a "lady of negotiable affection". Fortunately, I fell in with a dwarven madam who was fiercely protective of her gels. I credit 'er with my survival, even now.
During the day, I learned magic from me Da's books…I learned to summon, to control, to kill with agonizing slowness and effectiveness…I became strong and talented enough to go make a livin' as a mercenary. I’d learned to sew as well, and garments made by my hand were beginnin' to fetch a pretty price.
For the first time in my life, I could choose what I would do, and who I would do it with.
I met a girl named Elentarri, an assassin…or a former assassin…who became a cherished friend…together with her, and several others, we embarked upon many more adventures.
==Blog, Stories, and Other Information Links==
:Constant Sinner - Blog
:Forget Regret or Life is Yours to Miss
:Shadow Paths (Old, written when she was played as a human)
Category:Blood Elf
Category:Warlock
Category:Horde
Category:Tailor (H)
Category:Enchanter (H)