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Some things your character is free to know about Amarthiel...
What most people know about Amarthiel is based on speculation; the warrior is extremely reticent about her past. She has never volunteered much, and no one is close enough to her to feel comfortable asking. It is clear that she was born in the kingdom of Lordaeron, but that her family moved early on to settle in Lakeshire, in the Redridge mountains. It was there, beside Lake Everstill, that Fate’s Daughter was raised.
Though it has never been publicly confirmed, Amarthiel’s aversion to those who follow the Light suggests some connection to the Silver Hand; the fact that her family originally hails from Lordaeron seems to support this theory. However, as she will never admit to a surname, it is impossible to connect her definitively to anyone in Lordaeron, living or dead.
This family tie may also explain Amarthiel’s attitude towards those who still fight for the sake of the fallen kingdom; ever the pragmatist, she has no interest in flocking to the banner of any nation, much less one that exists only in the minds of refugees and corpses. The fact that she, herself, is a native of that Kingdom makes her attitude much more pronounced.
It is clear that Amarthiel left home at an early age, heading for Stormwind to embark upon the path of the warrior. A quick study, she swiftly put her abilities to use as a mercenary; she fought for no cause but her dinner and shelter. Unaffected by the rise or fall of cities, the constant threat of hostilities with the Horde, even the lingering threat of the Scourge and Burning Legion, Amarthiel led a life focused solely on her own needs.

Other stuff:
If your character has been through the Elwynn/Redridge area, you're more than welcome to be familiar with the Aurefion Stables. There's no in-game counterpart to this, but let's face it-- obviously we should imagine all the towns to be a bit larger and more populous than they seem to be, heh. The Aurefion Stables are located near Lakeshire, and are a respectable breeder of horses, founded by Amarthiel's father. Not that she'll admit to that part, of course. They also sell a large number of their beasts each year to the Stormwind guard. This is just a note because, well, I'm sure we've all got our own little bits of headcanon, I figured it makes things more interesting if we can share it. :3


A brief summary of her main storyline:
This changed, however, when the mercenary came to join a skirmish against the horde outside the gates of Ironforge itself. Witnessing the attitude of her fellows, she began to come to an understanding of something that had never mattered much to her before- honor. With the help of a druidess who also felt the draw of those on the other side of the unending war, Amarthiel disguised herself and snuck into Orgrimmar in the dress of a novice rogue. She began training anew, hiding her true skill with blades and trying to adapt to the quick, deceptive style taught by the orcish rogue trainers.
Now, having found herself at home in the sprawling city, Amarthiel leads a dual life, balancing her time. Sometimes she is the warrior, fighting for a living; other times the rogue, studying both the lessons of the Shattered Hand and the people around her.


Random trivia:
-Amarthiel is properly shortened to “Marthi,” when speaking of the warrior-persona. However, horde-side she tends to shorten it herself to “Amar,” following the Orcish trend.
-Although she has displayed no aptitude for magic, Amarthiel is sensitive to its use upon her. She is more comfortable with some schools than others; mages' spells bother her less than warlocks' spells, for example. If given a choice, Amarthiel prefers to be healed by a druid. If healed by a priest, she would prefer it to be a Night Elf priest, who channels the power of Elune, rather than the Light. She has been known to cringe visibly when healed by a Light-wielding priest or a paladin.
-Amarthiel has a distaste for gnomes; they strike her as scheming and self-serving, and she just can’t bring herself to trust them or their creations. Related to this is her discomfort with engineers... Anyone smelling that strongly of gunpowder must be up to something unwholesome.
-Of the Alliance races, Amarthiel’s favorite is probably the Dwarves... Though as of late, the actions of the Stormpike in Alterac Valley have caused her to rethink that distinction.
-Amarthiel's mercenary profession arose from the practical circumstances of her existence in the game-- she's a farmer character. As such, in-character she is often "employed" by Almare Lossë, my main. For roleplay purposes she is a skinner/herbalist, although that's no longer true in game terms. Hordeside, Amarthiel is an herbalist/alchemist.
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No thunderclaps or revelations accompanied the birth of Lord Aurefion's child; it was, if not an easy birth, an average one. Ilfirin waited with Victor for the child to be presented; the two men did not speak. Still seemingly confident of his innocence, the paladin waited patiently; Aranel's husband, on the other hand, paced the floor, occasionally shooting angry glares at the younger man. Still suspicious, the imminent arrival of his (possible) offspring had raised all the doubts he'd been feeling... and the proximity of the man who had-- emotionally, if not literally-- cuckolded him, was torturous.
Eventually, after the interminable waiting, the midwife's apprentice brought out the babe, wrapped in the clean, monogrammed blanket Lord Aurefion had provided. The new father surveyed the girl, searching in her eyes for some hint of himself, or of the paladin. However, being a newborn she bore no resemblance to either man.
Ilfirin again professed his innocence; the only warmth he felt for the child was based on his love for her mother. He declined to hold her, insisting that Lord Aurefion was, in fact, her father, and as such he wouldn't dare take her from him. He asked after Aranel; was told that she was weak, but stable. On that note, he offered his congratulations to the lord, his best wishes to the lady, and left.
After some thought, Victor chose to name his daughter "child of Fate;" seeing her questionable paternity as a matter that could not be divined. And so it was that Amarthiel Aurefion came into this world, mistrusted by her father, something of an embarassment to the family because of the mystery of her birth.
As the child grew, it became clear that she resembled her mother very strongly; the same soft, dark features developed in the girl, with no trace of either man. In time, perhaps only from familiarity, Victor became convinced that she did, indeed, resemble him; grudgingly, he gave his permission for his wife to visit with Ilfirin. This, however, reawoke rumors about the lady and her knight.
Amarthiel, doted on by her father at first, soon caught his dislike for the paladin. She found Victor much less affectionate as soon as Snowsong came back into her mother's life and, being but an infant, she took an irrational dislike to him. In spite of his renewed suspicions-- or perhaps because of them, as a result of his possessiveness-- Victor decided that his daughter was indeed worthy to carry the Aurefion name.

By the time Amarthiel was three, the constant rumors about the affair between Ilfirin and Aranel- and the whispered questions about the girl's parentage- became too much for Victor to handle. Giving his title and estate to a distant cousin, he took Aranel and their young daughter south, leaving Lordaeron in favor of the small, insignificant town of Lakeshire... Far from the stares and whispers, far from rumors of scandal.
Aranel, shaken by her husband's decision to move, and tormented by the loss of Ilfirin, turned to the Light for comfort; it could not replace her Paladin love, but it gave her strength. From an early age, Amarthiel was pushed by her mother to enter the priesthood- a fact that contributed to her growing distaste for the Light itself. It is possible that Aranel's insistence upon her devotion was meant as a jab at her husband; an expression of her indignation of having been taken from her home, her friends, and of course, Ilfirin, in spite of the fact that she'd remained faithful to him. Whatever the cause, Amarthiel and her father began to distance themself from Aranel, unable to stomach her newfound religious zeal.
Life in Lakeshire, surprisingly, suited Victor quite well. The Aurefions kept a small farm, and the former Lord found he enjoyed the management of such a small and productive estate much better than the ultimately meaningless activity of the city. The farm was not successful enough to restore the family's former wealth, but it allowed them to live more or less comfortably.
Perhaps to spite her mother's intentions, Amarthiel was an athletic youth. She was something of a lone wolf from early on; Aranel's devotion won no small share of mockery from the rest of Lakeshire, and the other children thus tended to avoid the Aurefion household. Amarthiel, already somewhat jaded by the instability of her brief life, hardened to it, and didn't go out of her way to win their trust. She kept largely to herself, quietly accepting any attention she won, but not seeking much.
One of Victor's last holdovers of noble behavior was his desire to spoil his child; she was largely free to do as she pleased, having few chores or responsibilities on the farm. What little work Amarthiel did tend to be in the stables; from an early age she was fascinated by even the tired old plow-horses Victor bought along with the farm. By the age of ten, she was a regular assistant to the stablehands, and even when nothing needed to be done, could often be found hanging around the equine members of the family. Her interest encouraged her father to buy several more horses, perhps the base stock to begin breeding them for sale, as the farm began to turn a profit; as a start, he gifted her with a stallion of her own, a fine black steed, a suitable mount for a young noble girl. To his vague dismay, Amarthiel proved to be something of a wild rider... and the energetic horse was happy to play along. She vanished from the stables, spending all her time riding, racing through the woods and only occasionally showing up for meals and sleep.
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Scandal loves to lurk like a well-fed lapdog around the heels of the well-born, just waiting for an opportunity to draw attention. Some attribute it to the detrimental effects of leisure on moral character. Others see it as an unfortunate side effect of being in the public eye; liasons and indiscretions that would go unnoticed among normal folk are magnified and distorted, brought to light much more easily when they occur in the courts of the well-to-do.
Sir Victor Aurefion was a minor noble of Lordaeron, possessed of a title but no land. He lived in the capital city itself, not a permanent member of the King's court, but certainly involved in the noble society. His wife was a charming woman, dark-eyed and dark-haired, named Aranel. Though it had not been a love-match, their marriage was happy enough; Victor was kind, accomodating of his wife's wishes; Aranel had simpler taste than many of her sisters. It was rare that strife touched the family, and due to the harmony and generosity of the couple, the Aurefion household was recognized as one of the most hospitable and welcoming homes in Lordaeron, if not one possessed of great clout.
However, even the noblest people, with the best intentions, are the pawns of chance. It was at one of the Aurefion's huge dinner parties that Aranel first met Ilfirin Snowsong, a young Paladin, but recently come to the city and Order. Those who knew Lady Aurefion say it must have been fate, must have been love at first sight; certainly Ilfirin wasn't the only handsome young man who'd come that evening... And many say he wasn't even the finest. But something passed between them and, when the company broke up into smaller groups after dinner, Aranel found herself wandering in her gardens, accompanied by the young knight.
To her dying day, Aranel swore that nothing untoward happened between Snowsong and herself, either that night or any other. Nevertheless, their fondness for each other's company grew, and the young paladin spent more time than most considered seemly at the Aurefion residence. Victor was not thrilled that his wife had taken such an interest in another man, but he trusted her to uphold the honor of his household; for a long while, her assurances that she and Ilfirin were merely friends kept his discomfort at bay.
As to the true nature of Lady Aurefion's relationship with the knight, we have only her word. She never denied that she was madly in love with Ilfirin- indeed, much more so than with her husband- but claimed that because of her own sense of duty to her husband, as well as the paladin's disciplined devotion to the ideals of his Order, their affair was entirely an emotional one. She called it a matter of fate- an undeniable attraction they could not resist.
It was not until Aranel became pregnant that her lord's suspicions were truly aroused, more by the stress of caring for his wife in her delicate condition than by reasonable doubt. Whether or not she had been physically involved with her young lover, Aranel had been faithful to her duties as a wife; there was every reason to expect that the child was her husband's. Victor, however, couldn't shake the suspicion that his wife was having Snowsong's child; the affront to his honor was too much to bear. It came to a head one day when he challenged young Ilfirin to a duel, publicly accusing him of seducing Lady Aranel, and demanding vengeance for it.
The paladin proclaimed his innocence, and, remaining level-headed, suggested that they settle their disagreements without bloodshed. Aranel was nearly due, and Ilfirin was confident that the child would bear no resemblance to him. The nobleman would not be appeased; he insisted upon trying his sword against Snowsong. The paladin accepted the challenge, but refused to do more than defend himself. Aurefion, well-trained and talented in fencing, rained blows upon his adversary, but could not break the knight's defenses. Eventually, disgusted, he spat in Ilfirin's face and stormed off. The younger man was disappointed, but unsurprised; he stayed away from the Aurefion household for weeks, afraid of rousing Victor's ire.
Aranel wilted somewhat, deprived of her love's presence. Finally, Victor himself came to Ilfirin. He did not apologize for his actions, or his suspicions; but he did request that the paladin come, for the sake of his wife's comfort. Ilfirin was surprisingly understanding (and moved by the thought of his beloved in pain,) so the two made a sort of uneasy truce. Snowsong moved into the Aurefion household to help care for Aranel, several weeks before the child was born.

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February 2009

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