User:Kishykins/Kalico

= Kylea "Kalico" Duskrider =


 * Philosophy: "Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.”

Kalico Duskrider was an eager student of the dark arts, nearing the end of her training, she is still as curious as she was when she first started her travels. A relative unknown face in Azeroth, she has made quite a name for herself in Outlands. Known among the Aldors as Kylea, she stands out among the crowd of Draeni priests, for starters she is one of the not so few surviving Blood Elf. As if that wasn't enough, instead of walking the path of light like most of her friends, she prefers the path of shadows.

Having set foot into Northrend changed the warlock drastically. Somewhere in that frozen wasteland she relinquished her powers over the fel, exchanging them for the light.


 * Note: The purpose of this wowwiki page is to offer insight into the character, perhaps give ideas on how to approach her. Unless stated, players may not assume their character knows this information.

= Description =

Striking. That is certainly the best way to describe Kalico's beauty. Though gorgeous looks seem to be a norm in her people, hers are quite hard to come by. Kalico's fiery mane has caught the attention of many. Dark crimson locks frame her delicate face, contrasting sharply with her fair skin. She tends to keep her hair tied back with a black silk ribbon, though when allowed to flow freely it falls just over her waist. Her eyes shine the distinctive fel green color of the sin'dorei. If you're lucky enough to catch her glance, you'll discover an immense depth to them. A fiery passion burns behind that delicate glow, yet they also seem to shine with great compassion. And though its rare to see her without a playful smirk upon her lips, you'll find that she can often smile through those tainted orbs of hers.

Years of studying the dark arts in the laboratories of Murder Row have turned the warlock's skin quite pale. Yet, like most women of her race, she has taken excellent care of it and you can't help noticing a certain natural glow to it. Unlike most of her peers, Kalico's skin has yet to be marred by any scars and she takes great pride in this. She does however, have strange runes etched onto her hands. These tiny, barely noticeable marks, have a strange light lavender color to them and seem to glow whenever she performs magic. And though she spends most of her days working with demons, her skin carries the bittersweet scent of the Arthas Tears, her favorite flower.

As for her outfits, Kalico wears nothing but the finest robes and its not suprising to see her change outfits constantly during the day. One thing she never removes is a medallion upon her neck. The tiny orb shines a lovely shade of bright blue, a dark sapphire A magically etched upon its surface. Those lucky enough to get close to her might hear a soft singing emerging from it, a beautiful tune similar to what one may hear in a monastery.

Though there is no denying her beauty, it’s her poise what commands the attention of those around her. She walks with a delicate sway, the perfect balance between sensuality and nobility. Were it not for the fact that everyone knows her humble origins, it would be easy to confuse her with someone second only to Prince Kael'thas.

= Personality =

Kalico is a mixture of personalities. The first thing noticeable about this peculiar warlock is that she lacks the narcissistic arrogance characteristic of her race. In more ways than one she seems to stand out from the crowd, outspoken and rather opinionated she contrasts sharply with the image of the submissive, quiet lady her race expects her to be. However, she did inherit her people’s strong will and resilience. Once she sets her bright fel green eyes on something, she will not stop until she achieves it.

Previously known for her quietness, she has grown to be quite the chatterbox. Enveloped in a newfound sense of pride, she will often engage strangers in conversations that range from the most colloquial things to a discussion of the Battle of Grim Batol. Yet when the need arises, she has been known to change drastically. Under the right circumstances she does not hesitate to cast away her friendly nature and exchange it for a more diplomatic one.

Another aspect that comes to attention is the gentle aura she seems to exude. Even though she has made the dark arts her life, she exudes the warm inviting comfort present in those who have walked the path of light. This should not be associated with weakness, for when provoked she is quite a force to be reckoned with. However, for some reason unknown to her, she has trouble trusting those who seek to know her in a more personal level. When she feels someone has crossed this boundaries she will revert back to the typical sin'dorei, sarcastic, arrogant and down right cruel at times.

= History =

Formation
Kalico is the first and only child of Farstrider General Bezeel’reth Duskrider and Councellor Adella Evenstar. Born to a young hunter and his mage wife, Kalico spent the earlier years of her childhood in the magical city of Dalaran. The first years of her life were relatively uneventful, she would spend the mornings with her mother, carefully watching as she instructed humans in the ways of arcane, while the evenings she devoted to exploring the hills with her father. It was no surprise she started showing great promise in the magical field before she could even walk. At the tender age of four, the wizards at Dalaran were already calling her a prodigy in the arcane arts.

Though she grew up surrounded mostly by humans, she never lost contact with her sin’dorei heritage. Alamma, an upcoming warlock and her mother’s best friend, constantly dropped by for a visit. And even among the countless students found there, she stumbled upon an occasional sin’dorei or two. Her most infamous encounter came when she was running down the hall, chased by her mother. Keeping her small, fel green eyes on Adella she was paying no attention to the road ahead, until a soft wall stopped her escape. Looking up she gazed into the eyes of none other than Kael’thas Sunstrider himself, but of course at such a young age she had no idea who she had nearly ran over.

And thus life went on, each day Kalico amazed not only her parents but the elders in Dalaran. Sin’dorei were recognized for their affinity with all things magic and just like her people the girl thrived naturally in the arcane arts. And though Bezeel’reth constantly teased his wife about the girl turning into a hunter, it was clear she would most likely follow in her mother’s footsteps, and it seemed that way…

Yet fate had another plan for the young girl. Kalico’s whole world was turned upside down when her parents were murdered. As members of the Violet Eye their daughter was well aware of the dangers they faced on a daily basis, however knowing this didn’t make the moment any easier to surpass. Because she was still at such a tender age, no one dared share the details of her parents' demise however years later she would stumble upon the reports of that fateful night. Documents state her parents were ambushed during an exploration mission in Karazhan, the Chancellor's body was recovered and buried at an undisclosed location yet her father's was never found.

After her parents’ death the mages in Dalaran decided it was best to send her back to the safety of Quel'thalas. So after knowing Dalaran for all her life, she was thrust into a whole new world. Under promises that everything would be alright and that she would love it in the new city, Kalico was sent via port to the elven capital. The first few weeks were particularly rough for her, she spoke very little Thalassian and most everyone else barely understood the human language. So she was left to strike conversations with the magistrates, this changed after Alamma took her under his care. It was with him that she took her first steps in the dark arts. Not much is known of her during these years, except that she often pushed herself to the edge of complete exhaustion. Her true calling didn’t come as naturally as the arcane, yet she did show talent on it… it just took her a bit longer than her master’s other pupils. She would spend endless hours trying to perfect her curses and she cried of surprise when she summoned her first demon. The imminent war yanked her away from the safety of her city and bearing witness to Arthas’ brutal rampage through the city only fueled her desire to become nothing but the best.

When Alamma found that she had finally surpassed him, he had no choice but to give her his blessing and point her to the Dark Portal. The thought of leaving the Azeroth she had known all her life certainly terrified her, yet she laughed it off for her master’s peace of mind. Once she ventured into Hellfire Peninsula, she did her best to live up to her family name. Yet it was in the lush oasis of Zangarmarsh that she finally started making a name for herself. The sporregars became close allies of hers, more than once the young warlock found herself fighting Bog Lords to protect their young, gathering glow caps to feed them and culling the naga that tormented the tiny creatures.

Her arrival in Shattrath was a rather amusing story. She was accompanied by a mage and a rogue, both who had done everything to simply look their best. The young warlock, on the other hand, looked like a terrible mess. A fine coat of strange dust covered her clothes, she had a glowing line crossing her cheek and smelled like… fish? It was quite easy to guess where she had been earlier. And even in a place where looks can land you in the right places, she managed to somehow make an impression.

Though she was tempted to join the Scryers, she finally ended up choosing the Aldor as her allies. Under their tutelage Kalico lay to rest the fears that had plagued her earlier years. It was there that she got the strange runes on her hands, a measure to help her control her demons. If asked about this, Alamma will agree that the priests’ gentle nature have rubbed off on her. And it was with them that she finally transformed from a mischievous girl, trapped in a young woman’s body, to a lady.

Even after all she's witnessed she still retains that youthful curiosity she had back in Dalaran. Those who knew her mother can tell she has certainly grown up to resemble her, from the way she speaks softly, to the poise she keeps even in the heat of battle. Yet there is no denying that her father’s adventurous spirit beats strongly in her heart.

Zaphron's Arrival
Though Kalico had learned quite a lot through her battles and her training, the woman still retained a certain naiveness to her. In her eyes things were black and white, with everything falling into one of the two categories. Her world changed once again with the arrival of her first son, Zaphron Angeal Duskrider who was the product of an unwanted liaison with a Blood Knight.

From the early stages of her pregnancy her life became hectic yet with the help of Archmages Dmitrius and Salionna she overcame the troubles. The boy's arrival to Azeroth, one stormy night in Winterspring, served only to exacerbate the tensions between his mother and father. He became the center of a nasty dispute, each side aiming for complete custody of the boy. When the authorities gave custody to Kalico, the boy's father sought to take the child from her by force and thus the nethermancer became the target of numerous murder attempts.

It was during this time that she met her future wife, Bellamuerte Boldvalor. The knight became Kalico's most ardent defender and supporter. With Boldvalor's help, along with the knight known as Jessera, the threats against Kalico ceased and both mother and son were left at peace.

With her son depending on her for everything Kalico had no other option but to shed the last remnants of immaturity that childhood had left on its wake. Though the boy grew to physically resemble his father, he was his mother's greatest pride. Yet fate dealt them both another blow when at the age of three the boy was left completely blind due to a generative disease.

First Marriage
After things had settled Kalico decided to focus all her energy on her son. Though the red headed beauty managed to catch the attention of a few suitors most ran when they learned about Zaphron.

Her demons
Kalico views demons as much more than mere toys. Even though she was educated to utilize, manipulate and discard these nether pawns, she has refused to do so. More than demons, they have transformed into her companions.

Haatom Of all the demons, Kalico holds this massive felguard closest to her heart. She first summoned him when she was 24, against Alamma’s wishes. Yet never one to give up easily, Kalico performed the ritual behind her master’s back and she nearly paid with her life. Weakened, she watched as the powerful demon stepped out of the Nether and for a moment she feared the bond demon-master would break. The demon’s eyes narrowed as he carefully inspected the sin’dorei before him. Moments later, Alamma let out a scream of rage as the impressive felguard stepped into the Warlock Chamber, holding the slender young woman in his arms. Alamma adviced the young apprentice to never trust the demon completely, yet as she ventured out into the world she couldn’t help trusting him. More than once, Haatom had pulled her away from some monster's jaws and then proceeded to massacre the creature. Acknowledging his devotion, even if it was just in self-interest, led the young warlock to find ways of easing his troubles. Instead of charging head first into battles like she did with her voidwalker, she would devise a strategy so her companion would wind up less hurt. And most importantly, she always thanked him. Kalico earned his trust by rushing into battle to aid him, sorrounded by three felguards who were twice his size, Haatom was clearly outnumbered and outmatched. The felguard had seen fellow warlocks allow their creatures to die, yet there she was putting her life on the line to make sure he would be alright. From that day on Haatom started trusting her, but most importantly, he vowed to protect such a peculiar warlock.

= Trivia =


 * Contrary to popular belief, there is not much of a meaning behind her name. Her mother was fond of cats and in a whim decided to name her newborn after them.


 * Her hobbies include singing, investigating ley-lines and collecting Gnomeboutins.


 * She is extremely fond of children, having spent long hours in Shattrath's orphanage, the little ones there have started calling her 'ma'.


 * One of Kalico's most notorious talents is her sense of direction, or better yet, her lack of it. She tends to know where things are in the main cities and even when she doesn't, she'll wander until she eventually finds whatever it is she's looking for.  Yet in the outdoors, she has been known to get lost for days.  Of course she never admits she was lost, she will often say she took the scenic route.


 * When relaxed, Kalico speaks with an unusual accent she picked up from her friendship with Lady Ishanah, the draeni leader of the Aldor.


 * Kalico is an avid fan of Sig Nicious. Though she will never admit it, she adores the singer with a passion and can sometimes be seen gazing at him from across the street in Silvermoon.

= Out of Character Information =


 * Kalico is Player Character on the US Server Sisters of Elune.


 * Assume Kalico is Roleplaying unless otherwise noted with Out of Character brackets, or a previous warning.


 * The only generic time Kalico is Out of Character by default is in Party Chat, or Raid Chat inside of a Dungeon.


 * Anything said in the "Say" Channel, or any public Emotes will always be In Character unless otherwise stated.