Server:Feathermoon US/Felya

Felya was the second daughter of the Winthrop family, a modestly wealthy clan of merchants somewhere in Lordaeron (she can no longer recall precisely where, though it was probably in what is now the Eastern Plaguelands). Felya enjoyed her early life; with strong financial security she was able to do largely as she pleased. She had a strong intellectual interest in the Holy Light, though her faith was not really heartfelt.

The Winthrop family unexpectedly fell on hard times and their future was suddenly in doubt. To relieve the burden on the family, Felya bade them farewell and joined a small religious order that devoted itself to helping the unfortunate. Though Lordaeron was a strong and prosperous nation, there were still those who fell by the wayside for whatever reason. However Felya did not find it to be a rewarding life. It was one thing to study and talk about the Light, quite another to devote an entire life to it. As time passed, Felya grew increasingly bitter towards her situation. Then the Scourge came and she died along with most of her nation.

Like many Forsaken, Felya was consumed with rage upon her reawakening. In her mind the Light had betrayed her, even after she had sacrificed so much for it. Yet not long after, Felya had a strange epiphany. The Light recognized the emotional/spiritual connection between all sentient beings. A follower of the Light did good to others in order to increase the amount of joy in the world. However if the same follower was unhappy, he was not truly fulfilling the ideals of the Light, for his own misery would be reflected into the collective spirit of all beings. Felya realized that she hadn't really been following the Light very well at all, as she'd been bitter and miserable. Also, no matter how many alms she gave or people she healed, she couldn't really make them happy. The only person whose happiness she could insure was herself.

Felya rededicated herself to the Light (through shadow) and decided to see as much of the world as possible. Her old, carefree personality had returned, albeit somewhat altered. Despite the discomforts that come with being undead, it did give certain advantages that made travel much easier. Initially she was somewhat callous, thinking mostly of herself. Since then, she has moderated. Felya believes it important to do good, and even to make sacrifice when necessary. At the same time, she thinks it is more important to enjoy existence, whether you're alive or dead.

Somewhat atypically for the Forsaken, Felya is quite enthused about the other Horde races and generally prefers Kalimdor to the Eastern Kingdoms (though she's found something to like in literally every zone). She is definitely loyal to the Horde, though she does not hate the Alliance. Unfortunately many of her opinions are shaped by naivete, and a bit of willful ignorance. Her views also tend to the superficial, and she can be quite impulsive. Felya is convinced that undeath is a vastly preferable state to life, as she sees it as a kind of freedom. Despite that, she is firmly against forcing people to become undead. As such, she tends to rationalize the new plague of the Apothecaries as more of a bargaining tool and doesn't really believe it will ever be used, despite all the evidence suggesting that it will. She is also oblivious to the distrust the trolls, orcs and tauren have towards the Forsaken. Similarly, she underestimates the hatred many in the Alliance hold towards the undead, and believes that they'll inevitably overcome their prejudices when they find out how much fun they can have in the undead form.

Another reason for her desire for peace between the Horde and Alliance is her fear of groups like the Scourge, Burning Legion, Old Gods, Atal'ai etc. She justifies her use of shadow talent by using it for good. Felya is particularly fond of the goblins and enjoys their bustling, cosmopolitan cities where Horde and Alliance can meet without bloodshed.

"Oh really, you must try undeath sometime, it's simply marvelous!" - said to a tauren druid in Durotar.

"C'est le mort."

"Kalimdor's wonderful, but you must be careful going there if you're undead, especially in places like Thousand Needles or Tanaris. It gets amazingly hot and dry there.  A Forsaken friend of mine became mummified after spending too much time out in the sun over in the Mirage Raceway.  She had to spend a fortune rehydrating herself.  But don't worry, she looks simply darling now!"