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About Syreena

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  1. A Rogue's Diary

    I think I killed a Grim. Maybe two. Stupid mercenaries. I never should have trusted a strange merc with a job like this. It was only supposed to be a beating, not a murder. It wasn’t anyone important—just a couple elves. But still, they were Grim. At least Awatu doesn’t know. I don’t think he does. The only way he would find out is if Qabian told him, and even then, Qabian has no proof. But does he need it? Lying to an elf is one thing. Lying to a Tauren, the Grim commander, is very risky business. Could I turn it around though? Could I make Qabian be the liar? The guild meeting is tomorrow. I have until then to have something prepared, just in case. Or maybe I’m looking at this all wrong. Maybe it’s no big deal. Will Awatu even care about a couple Grim who couldn’t hold their own in a fight against a common thug? I don’t know what Qabian has done about it, if anything, or if he plans to do anything. He might just plan to hold it over my head. He hasn’t made any demands yet though if that’s the case. I’ve been avoiding him. I stayed at the cabin for a few days, but it’s too quiet there. It’s usually just the kids there now. I don’t belong there anymore. I went to Dragonsroost to play with the guards there. That’s always fun, but doesn’t last very long. The farm is peaceful, but I don’t do well with peace for more than a couple days at a time. I went back to the Grim hall, but it’s quiet there lately too and filled with mostly elves. The Legion is defeated. The Alliance is quiet. I haven’t had trouble with Sanctuary since the Ghostlands. I’m not sure what my purpose is these days. Maybe it’s time to get back to my experiments.
  2. Unfortunately, I don’t think I knew him. He sounds like he was a great guy. I’m so sorry for your loss.
  3. A Rogue's Diary

    3.15.18 I went visiting this week to collect money for Tahz’s boat fund. I went to Borrowed Time first. Megeda met me at the gates. I haven’t seen him since Thunder Bluff, I think, when he was guarding that dead human who slaughtered that Tauren village. He doesn’t look well now. He’s too skinny. But he agreed to take up a collection among Borrowed Time to help raise money for the boat. He asked a favor in return. He wanted me to try to sneak past the gate to test his guards. He promised I wouldn’t get hurt if I got caught, and I’ve never known a Tauren to go back on their word, so I agreed. It was easy. I toyed with them a bit, and eventually I became visible to ring a bell outside their tavern. A goblin shot himself at me with some kind of rocket pack, but Megeda was true to his word and stepped in right away. He asked if I would be willing to do it again, to help train his guards. To be honest, it wasn’t a fair test. I can sneak into just about anywhere without being detected. But it was fun. Their base is lively and active, lots of people living and working together. Yes, I will go back and help again when he asks. Maybe I’ll bring a few things to make it more interesting. Then I went to Sanctuary’s hall in Dalaran. I didn’t go in, of course. Nobody’s word would convince me I’d be safe inside that guild base. But that short-eared elf mage and a Tauren came out to talk to me. I don’t think I ever met that Tauren, but apparently, he’s heard about me. It was clear by the way he held his axe that he expected trouble. As if I’d come knocking at the front door if I were there for blood. Anyway, he agreed to collect donations, but he said he would send them to the Cantina rather than trust me with Sanctuary’s money. Whatever. The young mage though, gave me a bag of coins and said he trusted me to use the gold for what I said. Silly elfling. He said he’s heard about me and what I’ve done. Why the fel would he trust someone like me while he wears their colors? Then Aaren showed up to be annoying. She was drunk, so extra annoying. I did learn, however, that she lives in the Purple Palace now. That could be a useful tidbit. Then I went to the cabin and asked Baal if Rutilus would donate. He said he’d give me some special mushrooms that I could sell for a good price. I’m sure he’ll ask around Rutilus too. Vyalis said he never got my message. If I believe him, then I guess I need to have words with my messenger.
  4. A Rogue's Diary

    03.12.18 I haven’t seen Vyalis since that night. I sent a message for him to come see me, but apparently, he is ignoring me. He didn’t respond to the message. I guess I’ll have to go correct that mistake. Qabian doesn’t seem to suspect anything. I even sold him two books for half the cost of the contract I took out to beat up a few people he seems to care about. A nice pretty bank note with his name on it, that I’ll hand over to the mercs as payment. That way, if there’s any trouble, it will be traced back to him. That’s the least he deserves for interfering with my plans. Tahz is in trouble again. He made another deal with the troll spirits or whatever. He changed his mind, but now he’s still expected to hold up his end of the bargain. He doesn’t want to do his part, because he thinks it’s too dangerous. I think it’s wonderful. Somewhere out of the way, far from Horde lands, I’m sure it would be fine. It’s been a while since I’ve visited Eastvale. Too bad Xek isn’t still around. He would have loved this. But either way, I offered to take it from Tahz. If he gave it to RAS like he planned, there’s no way they wouldn’t do something with it. If he gives it to me, well, I haven’t decided yet if I’ll use it, but if I do, at least I’ll take more caution than they would to keep it away from Horde. If I don’t, well, I have one of the Supplicants researching the Mossflayers for me. If someone’s going to come after me, I want to know something about him. I saw that mage at Cantina the other night. The Sanctuary one that was in....wherever the fel that place was that Karthok shot himself. The confusion of the Nightmare was still with me then, but I knew better than to get on either of the two departing airships. One was filled with Alliance, and the other with Sanctuary. This mage saw me abandon the ship I boarded when Sanctuary started pouring in, and he opened a portal for me out of that place. I always wondered why, especially after I nearly got in a fight with him at the Winter Veil party. Or maybe I was going to get into a fight with T’suro and this guy interfered. I asked him at Cantina why he opened the portal for me, after I realized he did know who I am. He’s young for an elf, but he’s not all elf. He is one of those people that still thinks there is good in everyone, and everyone can be redeemed, and blah blah blah. Silly boy. Well, he’s young. Life will beat that attitude out of him eventually, if Sanctuary doesn’t first. For all his silly notions though, he must be skilled. He bested Khorvis in combat at that party. I’ll have to keep that in mind. Tricksy mages. He said there’s some conflict in the purple palace over those void elf creatures. Some kind of disagreement that is splitting some people apart there. He said it even split up Kex’ti and Julilee. Kex’ti left Sanctuary over it. I wonder where he is and what he’s going to do now. I always knew he wasn’t suited for Sanctuary. Not for long. I’ve seen him do things that would make the purple people puke. He has a dark side. I’ve seen it. I even learned a trick from him in Grim Batol. If he stays away from Sanctuary, will he finally give in to it? And if he does, who will he turn it on?
  5. A Rogue's Diary

    03.05.18 Damn elves. What the fel happened tonight? That did not go at all the way I had planned. I think someone cut my puppet’s strings and replaced them with a spine and some guts. And I think I know who it was. What, they’re best buds now, because they’re both elves and both missing an ear? He wasn’t going to be pushed around tonight, I could tell. One power play after another. Questioning the purpose of my orders, demanding the ear back, and then that little stand off before he left. I gave him a vague reason for the job, but I still have the ear, and he walked away first. So go me, I won the power struggle, but in the process, I lost my puppet. I should have stabbed him. I probably would have if I wasn’t so surprised about what I learned tonight. Would it have made a difference if I stabbed him? Would he have backed down again, like he did in the inn? Damn elves. He warned her. It had to be him. He knew. We didn’t tell anyone else. He warned her, and in doing so, he set Vyalis up for failure. Then he stood by without objection when he learned of what his actions had cost the puppet. But Vyalis suspects me. That little red bird whispering in his ear somehow made it point back to me. And then he cut the puppet’s strings, and ruined my plans for the girl. He must have. He knew my plans. Why? To protect a fellow one-eared elf Grim from little old me? To get back at me for reading his love letters? To go after her himself? Whatever the reason, it’s not good enough. Someone will pay for this. And I’ve learned enough over the last few weeks to have quite a few to choose from. I think I know just the one. Damn elves. Just when I think I can trust one. Without fail, they prove me wrong. All but one.
  6. A Rogue's Diary

    03.04.18 I don’t go to the cabin much anymore. Not while the girl is still there. However, sources say she is seen around Dalaran sometimes, so she’s not there all the time. Baal came to Cantina last night though. What he wants to do is crazy. Some things just can’t be made whole again after they’re broken apart, and we were broken long before she was taken away. I nearly destroyed her then. If this happens, I can probably still do that. But I’m not going to take that risk. I need to change his mind. And if I can’t talk him out of it, I’ll have to go against his wishes. If she’s dead, it won’t be an option anymore. I’m sure Qabian would help with that. But maybe I’ll give the task to Vyalis and give him a chance to save his other ear. The topic of family came up tonight. I don’t even know what it means anymore. I have a sister that I don’t know these days, but we were close once, and we killed the rest of them. They deserved it. But that wasn’t the kind of family he was talking about. He was talking about the family you choose. I’ve had family like that before too. But what’s the point? Eventually, one by one, they all die or leave or betray you. I once had many people I considered close enough to call family. I used to think of all the Grims as one big family. Now there are only two, and oddly enough neither are Grim. Umbral asked Baal why he’s so big, and he started telling her how he was infected with fel. Then he asked me to explain. So I told Umbral how Baal used to be a Grim, and when he was a Supplicant, one of the warlocks experimented on him with a drug called Wreave. I know Baal still hates Ul’rezaj for that. And I still silently carry the guilt with me for my part in it. Does he know? Can he feel my guilt when the subject comes up? Does he already know? Is that why he asked me to explain it? Will he shut me out if he learns the truth? But he was just a cocky Supplicant elf back then. Apparently, Commander Stick-Up-Her-Butt let herself be goaded into a fight with Nero. I’d love to know what he said to get under her skin enough to make her throw the first punch. The fight was bad enough that Fhenrir stepped in, and she punched him too! I wish I had seen it. Miss High and Mighty lowering herself enough to start a barfight. Justice and mercy and blah blah blah.
  7. A Rogue's Diary

    03.01.18 Gruk was taken. By a “MADMAN” is all I know. Someone invaded Dragon’s Roost Port and took some prisoners, and he was one of them. Cobrak said he would let me help the rescue team get him back. But he hasn’t summoned me yet, and by now, I don’t expect him to. Selash probably talked him out of it. Maybe because I suggested we use his wife as bait. I just hope they get him back in one piece. There’s a new Grim elf. Vyalis. I think he will be very useful. I think I threw him off balance the first time we met, when I threw my rank around and had a taste of his ear. Even after last night, I think I can still pull his strings. So far, he’s been good at collecting information, but not jewelry. He paid for that failure in the barn, by providing me with a necklace more personal to him than the one I asked him to retrieve for me. Symorick was all too happy to help with that. Vyalis didn’t even fight. I could tell he knew something was going on, but he sat in the chair and let Sym strap him in like a good little elf. And he screamed when Sym used his teeth to tear his ear off after starting the cut with a rusty knife. But he never begged us not to do it. He didn’t even object. Because he believed he deserved it, or because he knew it wouldn’t do any good? The look in his eyes though. He does have some fight in him somewhere. Yes, I think he will be very useful. Spirited, but controllable. Symorick is still the perfectly obedient pet. Whatever magic Malkaris wove on him still seems to be working. I fear what will happen if it ever stops working. So much riding on the placement of one little gem. I wonder what Lomani would think if she knew her gift to me had been used in that way. I’ll have a few more lessons from the good doctor. Then I suppose I should kill him before the gem gets dislodged or Malk’s magic stops working. It is a shame about the necklace. How would it feel to have so much power over at least a few Sanctuary members right in the palm of my hand? To be able to make her pay for what she did to Qabian’s arm, or to use it as leverage with other purple people who care about her. Getting it now though will not be easy. Vyalis’ failure has put her guard up now. Qabian knew the plan. I didn’t tell him I had sent Vyalis to retrieve the crystal. I don’t think I did. I told Vyalis to keep it our secret. But he knew. Mages are tricksy. I’ve always known this, ever since Lucion and I hunted them together in Felwood. The Magister definitely seems to have more up his sleeve than just an invisible magical arm. It seems every day I learn something new about him. So far, it’s all been mildly interesting, but I can’t help but wonder if he’s up to something more than rekindling old flames and starting new fires. I wonder, how does he even manage that many? Tahz hired a new waitress at the Wyvern’s Tail. She’s in Sanctuary. I can’t help but think that’s going to bring him trouble eventually. I hope I’m wrong. I saw a ghost there last night. I haven’t seen Lord Dorian in years. I wonder what he’ll think of things now if he sticks around for a while.
  8. Mariz

    Full Name: Mariz Date of Birth: Unknown Age: Around 17 Race: Darkspear Troll Gender: Female Hair: White Skin: Light Blue Eyes: Amber Height: 7’ Weight: 180 lb Place of residence: Dalaran Place of Birth: Unknown Known Relatives: Unknown Occupation: Waitress at the Wyvern’s Tail Cantina Group/Guild affiliation: Sanctuary Guild Rank: Initiate. Apprentice to Mardalius Anterius Enemies: None currently Weapons of Choice: Frost spells Hobbies: Learning new spells, exploring new lands, meeting new people Physical Features: Mariz is average height for a troll. She’s not skinny, but she is on the slender side. She has short white hair that tends to get a bit spikey in the back, and in the front, her long bangs cover nearly half her face on one side. She has light blue skin, with a scar on her upper right arm in the shape of a Horde symbol. Several gold rings adorn her ears, and she wears too much dark makeup around her eyes. She usually carries a small book with her wherever she goes. Positive Personality Traits: Mariz is generally easygoing and usually eager to please those she cares for or looks up to. She’s usually neat and tidy. Negative Personality Traits: She easily loses track of time when she’s absorbed in something that interests her, sometimes forgetting to show up for previous commitments. She is inexperienced in the dangers of the world, so she doesn’t always take proper precautions in situations. Misc. Quirks: She sometimes taps her tusks with her tongue when she’s thinking hard. She often smirks or rolls her eyes when she’s lying, but she isn’t always lying when she smirks or rolls her eyes. She often acts tough to hide her nervousness when faced with authority if she thinks she might be in trouble. Played by What Famous Person: Gigi Edgley (Farscape’s Chianna) Theme Songs: ??? History: Mariz grew up in the Orgrimmar orphanage. Some adventurers found her as a young girl in the Alliance occupied Northwatch Hold. When inquiries were made on her behalf at Sen’jin Village, nobody there knew who she might be. At the orphanage, she helped with chores as most of the kids there did, and as she grew, she helped take care of the younger ones. She was often in trouble for things like missing curfew, running away, and once for accidentally setting a bed on fire while trying to learn a new spell. Around the time of the defeat of the Legion, Mariz met Tahzani and started working for him at the Wyvern’s Tail. Shortly after that, she joined Sanctuary and was assigned to a more experienced mage for training.
  9. Fishing for a Fish Mount

    Margoss Island Fishing Community Event Sun & Mon, February 11 & 12, 2018 8:00 Server Time Fish up Drowned Mana, which is spawned by a water elemental when fishing in the pond there. Turn in enough Drowned Mana to become Best Friends with Conjurer Margoss so you can buy a water mount called Brinedeep Bottom-Feeder or pets, toys, and other items. The more people fishing, the more often the water elemental spawns, and the faster you collect Drowned Mana.
  10. A Rogue's Diary

    01.11.18 Cantina was interesting last week. Not least of all because I have no felling idea sometimes who’s who anymore. Stupid Nightmare. I am Grim. I know I am Grim. So why does that feel so confusing lately just because of a stupid dream! I know who’s Grim and who’s not Grim. So why do I keep doubting it? Anyway, Selash was there, asking about his stupid daughter who likes to threaten me. He was giving money for information about who she’s been talking to. So of course, I had to chime in. I guess he didn’t believe me, even though he paid for the information. Alaur didn’t say anything about it during my last cookie delivery to the gate, so he probably didn’t talk to him about it yet, or if he did, didn’t tell him where he got the information. Turns out drinking holy water hurts my new pet, even though he tries to act tough. Siane came in while he was having his second round of bottles of the stuff, and the two whispered together. When she saw me with Geo’s mechanical hand, she tried to take that from me, now she’s whispering to my new pet. Why can’t she just leave my new toys alone? I swear sometimes, that girl is just ASKING to be stabbed! I wonder if Selash will ask demand his money back. Might be a good idea to avoid him for a while.
  11. A Rogue's Diary

    12.3.17 I got myself an early Winter’s Veil present today. He won’t be yelling “Surprise Bitch” at anyone else again, ever. Not with his throat cut and then his body consumed by purple flames. Was he following me, or was it just coincidence? What else would he have been doing out near Andorhal? Whatever it was, he found me on the farm I recently bought out there. It’s a nice little place. I’m working on building a room under the barn to move my alchemy lab to. But I couldn’t have him of all people knowing where I live. He surprised me for the last time when he attacked me in the herb garden. ------------------------------------------------ 12.7.17 I got another early Winter’s Veil present. Two in one week. I must have been a very good girl this year! Symorick Tyrrell—former Inquisitor of the Scarlet Crusade, former doctor for Eternal Aegis, former living human paladin. I found his grave, and I found a necromancer. Luckily the Light within him from being a paladin seemed to have corrupted him enough to make it possible for Malkaris to raise him from the grave as my new undead pet. Thanks to Malkaris, measures have been taken to make sure Doctor Tyrrell has to be a loyal and obedient pet. Now, instead of healing Alliance, he hunts them. I told him he could use the barn for slowly disposing of any Alliance he wanted to play with, on the condition he especially hunt Twilight Empire members and his former Aegis companions. If he ever gets any of them in the barn, I want to see them.
  12. Naheal Malastar

    Syreena just shrugged at first, and did not say anything until after some prodding. "What? He's an elf. And he's with Borrowed Time, and most of them don't like me." After some more prodding, she chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before answering. "When I got back from Stormwind, he sat with me in the sky one night and talked. I mean really talked, you know? There's not many people I can talk to like I talked to Naheal. He seemed to understand me better than most people ever did. "He wasn't always nice to me. Sometimes he was mean to me, either with insults or weapons, but I usually deserved it when he was." She shrugged then and was quiet a moment before continuing. "Khorvis said it was his fault what happened on the docks that night, but I don't know... I still miss talking to him sometimes."
  13. Qabian Grimfire

    "Qabian is weird. I still can't figure him out. But he is Grim. When he came back to us during an Inquisition meeting, I gave him a hard time, naturally. He gave some vague reason for leaving, and another for coming back. I asked Kiannis, the High Inquisitor at the time, if I could cut off one of Qabian's ears as punishment, or as proof of his renewed commitment, or whatever. I wasn't being serious, because there was no way Kiannis would allow it. Before he could respond, though, Qabian consented and knelt down so I could reach him better. "I made that snack last for days, thinking about it. What other elf would willingly let me take their ear? Tesonii did once, in payment for me delivering her letter of intent to the Inquisitors, but it was only a little bit of flesh, and besides, I paid her back like a million times over when I saved her from the Alliance. But Qabian wasn't Tes. He seemed more uppity, like most elves. For him to get down on his knee and let me disfigure him, in front of all those other Grims.... I mean, elves are so pretty and so vain! Well, he must have really wanted to come back, and I guess he understood he wouldn't be taken seriously if he didn't pay a price of some kind. He was willing to pay it. "He earned back my respect that day. Nobody can question his dedication to The Grim after that."
  14. Lazarus S. Graysong

    "I thought he was my friend," the little rogue said with a sad frown. "Until he betrayed me in the worst possible way."
  15. Baalthemar Dawnsorrow (H)

    "What do you want with Baal?" Syreena asked in a protective manner. Her hands dropped to the daggers at her belt, and she stared at the inquirer with a challenging look. Whatever answer she was given seemed to put her at ease, at least somewhat. "He's an elf and an ex-Grim, and my blades have tasted his blood a time or two. What do you think I think of him?" At the look of doubt that got her, she rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine. He's my big brother. Not by blood, obviously. Well, not the typical meaning of 'blood' anyway." She grinned knowingly, but offered no further explanation on that. "When he joined The Grim, I thought he was just another typical elf. He told me then that he would earn my trust someday. I laughed at him, even though he seemed so serious. But over time, I saw the sacrifices he made for The Grim. I watched as he let the warlocks do that ritual on him that he planned. I watched him change and suffer from that and the Wreave experiments they used him for. I saw how he acted around others, and how many looked up to him (and not just because he's freakishly huge from the warlocks' work on him). When he left The Grim, I realized he was right--he had earned my trust. "He's helped me a lot since I've known him, in many ways. There's nothing I wouldn't do for him." She blinked and hastily clarified. "I mean, I would do anything for him outside know...bedroom stuff! He seems to like that stuff, but.....he is an elf, after all! He built himself a really nice home and his own family. It's a strange family, but it's a good family--most of them--and he takes good care of them as long as they behave themselves. He's really sweet." She gave the person a warning look. "Don't misunderstand me though. He's not always nice and sweet." A shark's grin spread her lips, showing all her filed pointy teeth. "I've seen what he does to people who cross him. You wouldn't want to be one of them."