User:XKalicox

= Kylea "Kalico" Duskrider =


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

= Description =

Striking. That is certainly the best way to describe this redhead'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 her 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 perhaps even notice the tinge of hazel behind the fel swirls. Though a fiery passion burns behind that delicate glow, 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.

The woman's formative years were spent studying the dark arts in the laboratories of Murder Row, tucked away in libraries and hidden from the light her skin kept its porcelain color. 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 carries very few scares though the two she has seem to cause her great insecurites. 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 nowadays the fiery redhead balances work with children, her skin always 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. Also by this is a medium sized pendant, an Arthas Tear crafted from titanium and lavishly decorated. Unlike her other medallion, she never parts with this one. The woman's fascination with necklaces stems mostly from the fact that she bears a hideous scar on her neck, thus the jewelry hides most of the marred flesh.

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 redhead 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 the impending threat of the Scourge. 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 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 =

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. Her people's affinity for the magic arts along with her upbringing made her quite a prodigy at an early age receiving recognition from the mages in Dalaran for her small displays in the art.

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. 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. Though knowing this didn’t make the moment any easier to surpass. She spent the rest of the day curled up on a tall, blonde elf’s lap. Her tiny sobs were so full of grief it was enough to bring anyone to tears. The elf in whose arm she lay was the same one she had nearly ran over, the one who had taught her a trick or two and the very one who would come to her people's aid in the near future. But at that moment he was just another student mourning the loss of a teacher, searching for the right words for someone who had just lost her world, ‘’Everything will be alright young one…’’

After her parents’ death, the human elders 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.

Zaphron's arrival
Regarded as a brilliant nethermancer, everyone agreed Kylea had one major flaw. Though the fiery redhead would often join other causes she believed in, she was completely convinced Azeroth revolved solely around her bellybutton. Things changed when the nethermancer had her first child, Zaphron Angeal Duskrider.

Born as the result of an unwanted liaison between the nethermancer and a former lover, Zaphron came into this world under chaotic circumstances. With the man responsible for his inception unwilling to assume the role of her son's father, Kylea was forced to grow up in a very short time span. With another being depending on her to live, Kylea soon realized there was far more to life than her own selfish needs.

Each day brought something new and exciting to the boy's life, the redhead found herself taking in a few of her child's customs. She started regarding each day like a new adventure and treating strangers like longtime friends. However, she could not bring herself to forgive nor forget what his father had done. Because of this she often toyed with the man, torturing him by speaking of the child she would not let him see.

It was around this time that the boy's eyes started to change. Each passing day they would turn lighter, the fel veil that covered them slowly giving way to pure white orbs. The woman took great pride in this, thinking it was just another way her beloved boy was different from the rest. However, her world came crashing down when a troll revealed that it was an ailment.

= 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 tormenting her brother with Haatom.


 * She is extremely fond of children, having spent long hours in Shattrath's orphanage, the little ones there have started calling her 'ma'. Though for the time being she hasn't had any of her own.


 * 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. However, this will usually be forewarned before entering the Dungeon.


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