User:Kaedrin

Kaedrin, known as Kaedrin, is currently quite contently homeless, living under a bridge in the Undercity with her silent roommate, Jeremiah Payson. A hopeless alcoholic, she is rarely seen sober... For good reason. Few people have spent much time at all around the elf when she isn't schockered, but those few can attest: She transforms into a horrible ass.

She has few accomplishments to list that don't begin with the word "former," as her drinking has reaches new, great heights of late. She doesn't do very much, aside from drink, sing, and do community service for the various factions she's offended.


 * Former Battle Priest of the Taur Annwn (since "retired")
 * Former Petty Officer of the Sha'tari Skyguard (since "excused")
 * Former Defender of Ogri'la (since "retired")
 * Former Field Medic of the Sha'tar (since "retired")
 * Former Competitor of the Goblin Arena (currently under warrant by the same)
 * Holding Champion of the Dun Lager Drinking Competition

She is currently "laying low," which apparently consists of remaining as loud and obnoxious as ever, traveling freely, and not paying any damned attention... but no longer holding a job.

Childhood
Kaedrin grew up as the third daughter of a decidedly average family living on the outskirts of Eversong. Although she never exactly pins down her age for anyone, from the stories she has told, her insistence that she "isn't old," is probably one of her many lies.

Despite her hard-earned popular opinion, she is not stupid. In fact, as a child, she was considered something of a prodigy in the healing arts. Her family, eager to ride the coattails of such a remarkable child up the social ladder, largely deprived her of a normal childhood.

Exposed to the battlefield and life-or-death responsibilities so early in life, she grew somber and quiet. The perfect lady, aside from the fact that she was still a child, she tended to her healing dutifully throughout the various skirmishes that rocked her lord's estate.

The events surrounding her abandonment of this lifestyle are cloudy, and she often will only admit, at this point, that she finally allowed herself to do something thoroughly childish.

Arrival at Silvermoon
No matter what happened at the Estate, once she arrived at Silvermoon, Kaedrin was a different person. Stripped of her position among the healers, money, home, and responsibility, she couldn't be happier. Living from park bench to park bench, she made fast friends among the urchins and undesirables of the city.

How long she remained like this is uncertain, but it can be roughly estimated at "a damned long time." She picked up several habits here that would remain with her, top among them being her habit of drinking, wandering in long journeys with no particular destination... and that of acting utterly vapid, so that no one would expect much of her. If being good at something put you in positions like the one she came from, she determined that she would do her best to be good at absolutely nothing.

And so, for years, she was.

The Fall of Silvermoon
She was on one of her meandering journeys to the fabled pubs of Stormwind when the shock wave of the Sunwell hit her. She traveled home as quickly as she could, but by the time she arrived, it was far too late to be of much help. Spared the sight of the city's fall, she simply returned to ruins.

For the first time since her abandonment of her life at the Estate, she tried to heal... But the worst of the wounded were already gone, and those that remained ached from a pain she could not quell. And then, within her, too, the subtle hunger that had been growing since the fall grew to wracking pains.

Desperate for arcane energy, she scoured the city for a source to drain... but so was everyone else. For the first time, she regretted choosing her lifestyle. Her friends, even the meekest of the urchins, had some gold to purchase an arcane fix. And those who didn't, could steal.

Kaedrin could do nothing, and no one seemed particularly keen to share.

Even after the first of the Wretched began to appear, she didn't realize her strange luck... Not until her own friends began to change.

Journeys
Kaedrin Ash'therrod has had three lives.

The first she abandoned, walking away from Eversong in the autumn, amber leaves covering her path.

The second drifted away, as her friends lost their grips on sanity to an insatiable craving.

And the third was thrust unwillingly into being when she was left alone with the realization that Silvermoon had nothing left to give her. So she left.

Her journey took her to far places, but her past was never as distant as she put on. Clinging to the identity she had forged for herself in her happier years in Silvermoon, she made new friends and enemies, all blissfully unaware that the priest was anything more than a hapless drunk.

She grew in power, but not in influence, and was content.

Current State
For undisclosed reasons, her progress seems to have stopped. She has ceased her nomadic lifestyle, settling down under her Undercity bridge, and seems fully happy to spend her days doing nothing but drinking and singing. Loudly. Badly.

Memorable Quotes

 * "Bing!" Said while running aimlessly, casting Holy Nova over and over.