Nightsinger

## Myth'lynn Darkmoon

Thysondia Darkmoon (Deceased)

Ellanrynn Darkmoon (Deceased)

Shylindea Darkmoon (Deceased)

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## The Beginnings

Here is some more text of my backstory, when I was a kid.

## Adulthood

More things that have happened, but when I was an adult.

## The Last Moon Rider of the Suramari Wilds: Nightsinger, The Forgotten Night Warrioress

The Ancient Leader of the Moon Riders was one of many in her Moon Rider clan in its earliest days, yet she is the last who remains. The clan traces back to the Highborne as the House of Darkmoon who offered countless fearless warrior-priestesses from the Darkmoon Coven for the protection of the Kaldorei empire, and they were widely revered for their prowess in battle and the righteousness of their glaives and mastery of the light. Yet extremely wicked, shockingly evil, and vile soon stained their divine name.

Indeed, so much were they admired and feared that lesser noble houses grew green with envy and outrage within Suramar. Myth'ylnn however, who much resembled her mother, was such a royal beauty that soon noble wooers from far and near came to sue for the hand of the beautiful daughter of the aged Matriach Nytheria Darkmoon, but they were all declined. What an outrage to be refused the lords thought!

Then the other houses sent more wooers to ask for the other sisters of Myth'lynn, yet all of the coven sisters refused to be loved among nobles or second honored by the lords and so hatched a plan to undo the so called "Coven of Darkmoon".

The noble lords ordered a terrible act, the pillaging and destruction of a small, peaceful settlement. Through manipulations, the shameless nobles succeeded in fingering the Priestesses of the Darkmoon Coven as the culprits. All were tried as a cult, all found guilty by a corrupted judge, and all but a few were executed.

As years went on, Myth'lynn and the remainder of her bloodline never forgot the gravity of the injustice. The mark of the House of Darkmoon, the Coven of Darkmoon, is forever upon her already, and as both indignation, strength, and hatred grew, so did her desire for justice. So did the vengeance grow in her wild heart, and so did blood and revenge come hammering in her head. With furious anger, did she wish to put an end to all those inferior nobles that dared defile her royal house.

(From events long ago, the little girl that is now Myth'lynn had a demon that she managed to confine within her. She named this monster Nightsinger.)

So she became champion of the house. It was through dark divination and ritualistic rites of war that Nightsinger was reborn, with death in hand as she kept green wounds, so she began to challenge these noble houses one by one to Tal'ashars. In the end, Nightsinger went on to win many of these honorary duels, slaying many champions of opposing noble houses.

Vengeance to the One Goddess alone belongs, not even for her wrongs did her black blood return from a white flame. Yet after all these honor duels, was her own honor and sanity to be questioned. Yet there was one duel so grueling it was thought to have twisted her mind. So did this fateful duel take place out in the wilds of Suramar. Dazed after being strucked on her dented, spartan-like helmet, Myth'lynn sat down on a fallen log to catch her breath after it was over. She felt drained as she sat there in her ancient blood-spattered armor, but much different this time. Strange visions of cerulean flames and violet lightnings danced before her moonstone eyes. Her elongated ears rung with the sound of the wilderness all around. Had she taken too many blade strikes to her helmet? Had one hit harder than she thought? Was it time to rest among the stars?

Deeper and deeper into the haze of arabesque fell Nightsinger. The multitude of prismatic splendors surrounded her, entranced her, ensorcelled her. She no longer knew whether she stood on Azeroth or floated in some fathomable vortex. Blinding coruscations flickered all about her with greater rapidity, straining her mind to the breaking point. It was then that a sudden gust of wind came. Beautiful ivory hair flowed in the wind, then the whispers followed. The trees all around the ancient warrior begun to speak. And so she heard them whispering their sorrow and that fate cannot be changed. The House of Darkmoon will come to ruin!

She growled in protest then all around her whirled incessant rantings, "Monster!" they provoked her, ridiculed her. "Monsters do not live within the Light." The night became a blinding gray as she felt a dizziness and lost balance, falling to the ground. Bleary eyes set on her battle-scarred gauntlets, two became four as her vision doubled. A nearby brush of wild flowers then lit a flame. Ivory tendrils came so close to licking Myth's noble-featured face. The alabaster warmth caressed her contour as she remained blinded and unable to move.

"It will not come to pass," She snarled. She heard the crackling and snapping as the flames danced upon the wild brush around her. She began to sink, gazing up at the fading light. Darkness swept over Nightsinger and the mysterious light vanished forever. It was an evil night as she stood up and whispered back to the quiet midnight that she would protect her clan, whatever it takes, so she set off into the star-filled sky of the Suramari wilds to never be seen again.

Champions are made from something they have deep inside of them, a deeper desire, a darker dream, an ominous vision that becomes a terrifying picture of what they should be that is the MONSTER within. Now the last Moon Rider rides, as a Singer of the Night, leading the unrelenting charge against those who would inflict base misdeeds upon her decimated bloodline.

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## Specific Event 2

AN event, but spicier. This entire thing is just to check to see how a character wiki page would come together.

## Photos

This is a photo of my character. (Credits!)This would be another one if I had it. (Credits?)Pre-sundering NightsingerAfter sundering NightsingerPre-sundering Elunite Battle ArmorAfter sundering Elinite Battle Armor