Sereli Morsin

Overview
Born in Amber Falls on November 20th, 425 K.C. Sereli Dawnheart is one of the very few survivors from a small southwestern region of Quel'thalas in what is now the Ghostlands called Amber Falls. Where she became a ranger, fell to become an assassin after the Third War before being redeemed many decades later by a few close friend's who remained faithful to her.

Now she currently resides with a group known as The Citrine Eagle where she helps to reclaim Alterac alongside them as penance for her former lifestyle but a willing one. It is here that she remains along the side of Danath Morsin, Daniel Morsin, and Amberly, her family.

Physical Description
Sereli Dawnheart could be said by others taller than most female humans as she stood around six foot two. This woman often, normally unless under straining situations, would carry around a mischievous smirk upon her features. Though Sereli would hardly ever wear any sort of jewelry or make-up unless it was given for a special occasion as for a ball or party. If she wore anything without sleeves, one could spot on her upper right arm a tattoo of roses and thorns.Though her features were somewhat angular and mature, even though her eyes were emerald in color it was due more so on accident of exposure to Fel magic as she claims herself as Quel'dorei. Often in a long ponytail, with an occasional variation on circumstances and time, was her bright blonde hair.

Her outfit various slightly, though she often wears armor that matches the colors of The Citrine Eagle that she can usually be seen wearing, though it wasn't elven in its design there might be a few small hints within the armor's details that might give some hint to that. The other set she wore was clearly designed for mobility and travel as it was very light but sacrificed a lot of protection. She often wears this in her time exercising or when things are more relaxed.

However, hidden throughout both sets of armor, were hidden daggers that could either be thrown at a moments notice, or used to stab or slice at close range at an enemy. At her right side, would be two sheathes of two swords. One overlaying the other, these blades were often always kept sharp and curved upwards at the tip to ensure deep cuts for each slash of the sword.

Early Childhood
Sereli Dawnheart was born to Lord Lomaiel Dawnheart and Aliah Dawnheart, a family of minor nobility. Though her childhood didn't consist of the routine of what she had to do as a Noble. Though, in consideration that the Dawnhearts weren't consider of high nobility there was less of a high standard for the family, and such Sereli grew up with a relaxed atmosphere away from the circus of Nobility. Though, Sereli's primary lessons growing up would deal with business and trading as she would one day take over Dawn's Harbor in Amber Falls. However Sereli would often wander away from the Estate to explore the woods, of course this would cause her trouble from her mother for skipping out on studies. But as the usual case was, Sereli would often be let off by her father who chose to teach her about music. Teaching her lessons in violin and some spare lessons in singing as it was one of the few things the young girl would sit still for.

Teenage Years
In Sereli's teenage years, her mischief grew passed just skipping out on lessons but causing mild trouble within the village itself. In Dawn's Harbor and Amber Falls Village. The guards in the village, meant to keep the peace, would chase her around to punish her for her mischief. But over time, she learned ways of avoiding them. Sneaking into places that were small spots that she could hide in to wait out the guard's search for her. Though as time drew on it became dull, the guards gave up early on which killed the thrill for her. That was until she would meet the daughter of the region's Baron: Sylia Embersorrow the youngest of four siblings in the family.

The two would meet not long into Sereli's teenage years, and the two sparked easily. Both loved to cause mischief, in fact she had been first of the Embersorrow family that she had befriended, even as her family would have tried to get her connected with the male heir of the household. Taden Embersorrow, but neither of them would connect as friends, Taden preferred his lifestyle as a Noble, while Sereli wanted to live an adventurous life to see the world. Perhaps it was why Sylia and Sereli connected they shared equal desires and could count on each other for safety and to have each other's backs.

Adulthood
When adulthood came for both Sereli and Sylia, things drastically changed for both of them. Though they always had the desire for mischief and exploration. They matured, both of their times in the day greatly taken away from them as they prepared for their duties as heiress' to their families titles, more so on Sereli's part than the youngest daughter of the Embersorrow's. Still, her parents and Sylia's parents made sure that Sereli and Taden spent more time together, though Sereli would find ways of sneaking away. Relationship, or a romantic partner was of little concern for her at this time in her life.

Just as Sereli could barely stand Taden and Taden could barely stand her, at least that is what he told her. For the years that followed, that's how it was between them. She would smile with her arm through his, she did it for the sake of her parents and their political reasoning behind it all. However during one evening when Sereli returned home an explosive argument happened between and her parents, mostly her mother, which would end up in Sereli's act of rebellion and joining the Thalassian Army to train as a ranger, to which Sylia would join not long after after being asked by Sereli's father, Lomaiel, to keep watch over his daughter.

Thalassian Army
As Sereli and Sylia passed the basic training, they would be stationed outside of Amber Falls for the most part they were stationed within Silvermoon City it was there where they patrolled the streets and kept order when it was needed. There they practiced their bow skills, jogged along the streets, and stood at attention when it was called by their captain. At the beginning of their career nothing much happened aside from the odd scuffle. That would be until the Second War where the Alliance of Lordaeron was founded and the Orc's headed northwards, breaching into Eversong and beginning its torching of the woods.

The Second War
It both Sereli's and Sylia's first time fighting in an actual war. They were assigned as scouts, running information from the front line to each encampment of the army. Relaying information from outpost to outpost. Though they had their own fights where they would encounter a small group of Orc's which they would dispatch if necessary to getting from one place to another.

However, during one of these routine patrols Sereli and Sylia were separated. As Sereli would realize this, she had been spotted in the treetops as she had been surveying from up above, both of any Horde movements but also to see if she could find her missing friend, but she had stayed in one spot for too long and a heavy throwing axe made contact into her lithe frame.

Forcefully knocked down and already a heavy injury sustained. She had been found out and in no shape to fight the orcs, but as one of the orc brutes came near her the sound of cavalry rung in her ears and the orc brute who had been standing near her was swiftly disposed of. It was a human captain who led his cavalry into Eversong, to attempt to help the forces there with the orcish threat. As they dealt with the rest of the orcs there in the area she was tended to by the captain, Matthew Morsin.

Once she was able to stand on her own, she gave her thanks to the Captain. It would be later on that day that she would return to the other outpost, where she regrouped with Sylia and exchanged what had happened. They would continue along with their assignment over the course of the next few days while the Second War continued.

Reconstruction.
Of course, once the Second War ended, Sereli and Sylia were allowed to go home to Amber Falls where Sereli was able to reconnect with her parents after their fight. Though, her mother took longer to move past the words that had been spoken. But as the years drew on within Amber Falls she found herself being drawn into a rather unpleasant crowd. Mostly filled with young adult elves who didn't have much to do with themselves after the war than to party and drink and cause mischief.

She found herself pulled in by this crowd, some part of her that had remained dormant during the discipline and rigorous training of the military. But in the influence of poor company it nearly got out of control between drinking and parties...that was until Taden showed up, having taken up responsibility of Baron of the region after his father had passed away. He would be the one to pull her away from the parties and the alcohol, even when induced in it, dragging her to his estate where she would sober up.

At first, Sereli resented him for it, but as time went on and he remained faithful to stay at her side until she came back to her senses. Some part of her, started to grow fond of him. In the times of her sobriety, the pair would talk. Sometimes late into the night before she made her way home to the disappointment of her parents. Though the times off wouldn't last forever as again as Sereli and Sylia would be called into war once more with the arrival of the Scourge at their doorsteps.

The Third War.
The tension was in the air, it hadn't even seem like it had been long until the Scourge were on their doorstep of Quel'thalas. Every soldier was apprehensive, though quick to fulfill their orders as they were given. Sereli parted with Sylia who was stationed in Silvermoon City with those who were stationed to be the last defense. Sereli, however, would be closer to the front lines. It would be here where she would depart with a Captain who led a flanking mission on the Scourge forces as they pushed past the gates.

But, they were unsuccessful, her entire unit and captain were slaughtered with ease. The undead ghouls, abominations, cultists came toward her. Ready to claim her into their ranks, for the first time in her life: She was scared. There wasn't anything else in her body, she was terrified. In a struggle as two ghouls managed to leap on top of her, clawing and biting at her. She managed to get an arm free to run it through one of the ghouls that clawed at her front, but the one on her back continued to claw deep wounds into her back.

Pain and fear drove her mad blows as she did anything she could just to get the ghoul off of her, when she had dispatched the ghoul she fled. Willing her legs to run, willing herself to try and reach home. But as she returned to Amber Falls it was there where she saw the state of her home, the village, Dawn's Harbor, the Estate, it was all in ruins and in shambles. Her family was dead, the Scourge was tearing its way through Quel'thalas, and most attempts of deterring it had failed. In despair and without any hope, she found herself in the direction of the cliff, Amber Falls. Darkness surrounded Quel'thalas, how could they have hope in defeating them?

Sereli would close her eyes and felt herself plummeting to the waters below, believing that this would be the end of her life. That she would fall into the embrace of death, to escape the fate of falling into the hands of the Scourge. But this was not what fate had in store for her.

The Smuggler and the Elf.
Sereli wasn't sure how long she'd been out for, as she had passed out from the impact with the water. But when she had come back to her senses, she was on a boat. In a Captain's Quarters, dazed, injured and confused. Sereli stumbled her way across the moving ship, knocking into the walls a few times. Several of the ship's crewmen spotted her and caught her, not in a seizing way, rather a supporting way. It would not be long before they calmed her down enough through her hysteria that she would meet the ship's captain: Aron Holt.

The older looking human sat down with her, discussing what had happened. Though, it wouldn't be long that Sereli would discover that Aron Holt, was not as noble as he had seemed, that he was in fact a Smuggler. Benefiting off of the turmoil the northern kingdoms struggled with. With the officials too busy with fighting off the Scourge and escaping with their lives no one would really be looking for smugglers. Though she was known to cause mischief, the military protocols still heavily remained within her.

When Aron was unable to convince her to his side, he kept her in the cells of the ship among his other 'cargo'. It would be here that she would remain for several days, with little changes to her bandages of her injuries. That was until they made landfall down the coast, in the Wetlands at a small-time dock and town. However as Sereli was in the cells, every nerve in her body was on fire. It was as though her body was craving something but she didn't know what. It left her in terrible pain that she could barely move. A few of the other elves in the cells had the same issue, once landfall had been made the other elves in the cells were dragged outside and tossed to the ground.

From what Sereli could see through the pain that she felt from her strange ailment and her injuries, Aron Holt was selling them as slaves to another group. Angry boiled in her and a spark of fire burned in her eyes. Though as Aron was handed the sack of gold and strange crates moved over to be placed upon the ship, one of the ship hands dropped a crate near the elves who were too weak to even stand and its contents spilled outwards. Green crystals that were filled with Fel magic rolled towards them, the sickening feeling that she got turned her guts around.

But without her even willing it, her body out of a desperate need for relief from the pain, sought any kind of magic out. Her subconscious need for survival overriding her conscious morals. A green mist emanated from the crystal into her body, causing more of a fiery pain than before as it blended into her being. The magic seared her mind and caused her to black out for several hours. When she had awoken, she found that the other elves had, had the same experience. But it had been too late, Aron Holt was gone, and she was a slave, a tool. It was here, whether some influence of the new magic or her need for freedom, she strayed from a path of good. She would do what it was needed to do to get that freedom back, and so in the middle of the night, with a stolen knife, she made sure the slave-handler would never wake up. Sereli stole the keys to the chains and freed the other elves and together they managed to leave the town, but they would split up shortly afterwards. Some left to find what remained of their families, others left to try and find refuge. But Sereli, headed back north. Determined to find what fate had in store for her.

Diminishing Light.
Sereli would indeed find what fate had in store for her, it was a twisted and dark path that it would lead her down and through. She had made her way to Hillsbrad Foothills, of course, she had stolen some supplies off of run-off caravans, villages, and people, and had managed a sort of leather attire and a sword to keep herself safe. She'd deal with issues that came across her path as they came. But there was one person who came across her that she couldn't simply remove from her path was a trained assassin, a man who had easily over-powered her when she initiated combat.

The young man chose to spare her life, though he could have easily had taken it, and offered training and a place of work: Ravenholdt. The man would introduce himself to her as Derek Soames, a lower-class assassin but still his skills far outreached hers in swordplay and hand to hand combat. When Sereli agreed to training and at first, it was hard and grueling. Training new muscles that she had rarely used before, and the motions were strange and awkward. But after months of training, she found that each motion was almost like a dance. Each fitting perfectly with his, and as if he had sensed the same. Something sparked between them, a desire, a passion. Whether it was actual love or just the need for intimacy with another person they were swept up in the emotions.

However, some part of her felt regret that as closer as she got with Derek some part of her felt hurt over Taden Embersorrow and whether he was alive or dead. She hoped that for the sake of what she was doing, that he was dead. The feeling never truly left Sereli, no matter how close she was to Derek, it never felt real. Even if she lied to herself that it was. How constantly she had lied to herself about the relationship, how much she wanted it to be a genuine relationship, but she had fallen into a relationship with a man designed to kill and lie. But she followed him blindly into Ravenholdt, becoming an assassin alongside him.

It wouldn't last, like anything in her past, it never lasted. Ravenholdt, or the relationship, when she found out that he had been cheating on her. Something emotionally snapped in her, a chain wrapped itself around her heart keeping it close to its walls. When shock had passed, anger and bitterness, revenge all flooded her heart and mind. Sereli was never for one to just be so quick to violence, but something had changed her over the months and years. Something inside of her was broken, she had given up. She'd given up trying to be the nice little girl her father had wanted her to be. No, that girl was dead, she came to that realization. The little girl that ran through the forests and desiring adventure...was long dead.

Sereli Dawnheart, was dead. To her, so was Derek. She had waited for a uneventful night to come, like a snake poised to strike from under a rock to an unsuspecting passerby she waited. When the moment came, it was quick but violent. She didn't yell, she didn't cry, she knew what she wanted and that was to see Derek die in agony and so she did. It had been cold and efficient. Just as he had taught her during their training, she left Ravenholdt that night never looking back. She took on a different name, no longer desiring to be called the name of her birth.

A glimmer of amber light.
Yet, as a cruel bit of irony in her life. That though she was a cold-blooded assassin who took lives for a living. Would be carrying a new life within her. It was the one thing that shook her cold facade, that she had a child growing within her. An innocent child, unknowing of the pain of life. Unknowing of what loss was like. Innocence. In this time she had traveled down towards Elwyn Forest to a ranch. She couldn't choose to end the child's life, it was one thing she had a policy of as an assassin. She would never kill children. There was never any kind of money that could be given to her for her to kill a young child.

But, even so, she knew that she was not an example for a child to follow. To know or to grow up seeing. She would spend her time in the ranch conversing with the owners and family there, though at first they were suspicious of her reasoning they would agree to take in her child. Though she was unsure of what powers the child may possess. However, as the months passed and the day came closer and closer to the date of her projected delivery. She felt sadness, she would never see her kid grow up. She wouldn't be there to help with math, or tell her kid about their heritage. To her, that was...worse than anything she'd gone through.

She would have nothing in her child's life, she would never know. But she continued on her path, there was no other choice. There was no place for her in the light, no place in the sun. She worked in the shadows and that's where she would remain. So when the final day came, when the contractions came, when she heard her daughter's first cry. She didn't show anyone her joy, she didn't let them hear the cry of anguish in her voice when she named her daughter. Amberly would never know her mother's embrace. She didn't show the cleaving of her heart as she left the ranch and headed to Stormwind once more.

Persecution.
Though, there are even times where phantoms in the dark are pulled into the light. She was charged for her actions as an assassin and her dealings in the underbelly of society. Though, she had learn to hide most of her more hideous dealings. Thankfully it had worked, she had only earned several years of imprisonment as her punishment. But of course, the treatment within the prison itself was less than pleasant. Considering her eyes were emerald not azure like the Quel'dorei. Most confused her to be Sin'dorei, though she could care less about them and didn't throw any loyalty towards them. Even if they were 'her people'. She held bitterness toward them as they chose to align themselves with the Horde, many of their races that comprised the Horde were many of their former enemies. The trolls, the orcs, and the undead.

The thought disgusted her and everyone in the prison hated her. Though she didn't care, they whipped her, screamed at her, and cursed her. Trying to break her, to make her submit, but she never cared what they thought, never cared what they did. She had already been broken, she had already lost everything. There was nothing they could really take from her. She would spend over a year within the prison walls, whipped for her loose tongue and chained for her stubbornness. She was well prepared to spend the rest of her sentencing in prison. But that was until one day, her chains were unlocked and she was led out of the prison itself. Standing on the roadway out of the prison was somebody she least expected: Taden Embersorrow, who had paid for Sereli's freedom. It had been, unexpected and she had long thought that he had been killed and raised by the Scourge.

Weak, malnourished, and in the care of another, she should have felt indignant but some part of her came back to life as she reconnected with Taden. Some part of her felt...normal. For once since the events of Quel'thalas, they laughed, they spoke of what happened over the years. Sereli was relieved and happy for once, the familiar company and someone who shared a similar history was a rare thing that put her at ease. Together they spent several years and not long after their relationship flourished. Even becoming engaged. They planned for a nice home in Grizzly Hills when they would get married. But, that would never come to pass as Taden Embersorrow would be killed by an assassin, hired for some unknown reason.

Once more, Sereli was sent falling into darkness, this was the moment where she hit her lowest point. Having lost her home to the Scourge and Horde, having been betrayed by someone she thought she had loved, and having given up her only child. She had lost her beloved, there was no point for her anymore. She traveled a secluded place in Grizzly Hills, a knife in hand and a bed of flowers below. She was ready, ready to die. To end it all. But something would stop her, a voice. It was Taden's, well rather, it was a quote he had spoken to her. It was to keep living, to not live in the darkness where death and pain ruled. An organization came to mind as she returned to civilization. Determined to write a letter, but she would only gain the courage to send it months later.

The Citrine Eagle
The letter was addressed to a Zaria R. Blackmoore the Matriarch of The Citrine Eagle. Though she hid herself under a false name and background, she inquired of joining the Eagles. To find purpose within their ranks for a better life than what she had been living for many years. It wouldn't be long before she would be within the ranks of the Eagle's, donning their tabard and following the orders she was given. She would join them in the beginning of their campaign into the Broken Isles, their first deployment was into Stormheim where she would fight pirates, vampirates, and other enemies alongside her new companions. Though in a brief moment where personal matters drew her away from the Eagle's during their mission there. It was when her best friend Sylia Embersorrow, contacted her about what had happened to her eldest brother. It had been...a heartbreaking reunion, at first she had been angry but soon both shed tears and mourned over the loss of both a family member and a lover. When the time was concluded, Sylia left Dalaran to gather herself and thoughts and Sereli was left to return to Stormheim. Her guilt and grief having since returned.

But things seemed to look up steadily, she would become close with one of the Eagle's rogue's Allse Kerringer who not only proved himself as a friend and confidant. But also someone she could consider to be her father figure, even despite the age gap between them. She found herself valuing his input on things and advice, though he was the first of the Eagle's to know of the truth about Sereli. Who she really was.

The Valiant Knight.
On one fateful night after a mission, having fought the Forsaken and regaining a Vrykul artifact. That she would be confronted, not weeks after her joining the Eagle's, that a Knight of the Silver Hand would approach her. At first she had been amused that he had even thought to fall for her. There was no one left in the world who could love her quite as Taden had. Danath Morsin proved her wrong, she had been scared and wary at first, worried that it would only end up with another dagger in her shredded heart. But that an upstanding and righteous paladin, who didn't view her as evil or revile her, would want to court her. Love her, and be there for her.

Something twinged in her shredded heart, somehow without even trying, he had started to piece each shattered part back together. She found herself falling back in love, tentatively but it was true and so was he. They spoke about themselves, getting to know one another. Sereli felt...hesitant at first to share about herself, at least the truth. Which she didn't, she remained close to what her alias was. She learned of his son, and his past, he was giving more than she could ever have possibly offered. She felt humbled by the fact, and made it her goal to always try and repay him for that fact. He had given her a place in his life, not just as a lover, but someone a part of his family.

It seemed that even though fate had torn Taden from her, it had granted her someone just as loving and caring. Her Valiant Knight who was the light of her life. Who kept her from plunging into the darkness once more. Then came one night where she could not hold the truth back anymore, it was their time in Highmountain that she would lead him to a vacant tent and reveal herself as to what she was, an elf with emerald eyes. Who held no loyalty to the Horde but knew others wouldn't easily believe it.

Highmountain Heist
During Pilgrim's Bounty, in celebration in an off-branch of Thunder Totem in Highmountain where everyone took turns to give thanks. In the midst of their drunken celebration, several Eagle's and Radiant Vigil members were abducted. Along with herself by the Feltotem Tauren, Sereli spent several days in the capture of the Tauren. Reminded of her of her time in that prison years ago. The time's she shared with Taden. It all sent her stomach rolling in sickness and grief. Though she could not break or show it, no, not in the presence of the captives. She would remain strong, unfaltering, no matter the memories. No matter the pain. It was what she always did.

But it wouldn't be long before the Eagle's and those from the Radiant Vigil would come and rescue her and the others who had been taken. Except for two: Issabeia Heartsong and Zaria R. Blackmoore who were to be sacrificed for a ritual. She did not wait to recover as others chose to do so, she forced her weakened body to the limit to help the efforts of the group to rescue them. By some grace of some higher being, they were successful, both of the remaining captives were returned to safety and tended to. For the rest of their travel's back to Thunder Totem, Sereli stayed close to Danath's side.

A Mother and Daughter.
Months later, when the Eagle's returned home to Talongrab respite from their campaign on the Broken Isles. It would be close to the end of that year where Sereli would think about her daughter, Amberly. She had never had a moment to think about her daughter until things had calmed down in her life. Until she had joined the Eagle's and her life consisted of better things than getting contracts, taking a life and getting paid. She debated it in her mind for several weeks before she decided to return to Elwyn Forest, to visit her daughter.

Sereli would meet face to face with her daughter, at first she didn't claim herself as such but as they continued to talk and interact. She was pulled into confrontation with Amberly's surrogate parents who told her of Amberly's powers in the shadows that had developed into some prowess in Necromancy. They pleaded with her, as they were unable to tend to her properly with her powers. Sereli, with a heavy heart in taking her child away from her home, would agree. Though the reunion was somewhat happy on her part, it was bittersweet. She revealed later on in the night the truth of it all. For once, she was able to hold her daughter, in ten years. She was holding her daughter once more in her arms.

A Dark Haunting.
Something dark was coming towards Sereli, whether she desired it to happen or not. When a suspicious individual had been reported by a friend, Kimmi Reaves, Sereli was among the first to investigate this claim. As this was something dealing with a friend, too many times she had not been there to protect friends and loved one's. This wouldn't end the same way. Allse Kerringer would also offer his help to find and gather information about this woman.

But in Sereli's own arrogance and faith in her capabilities, she would draw unfortunate luck in finding the mysterious woman in the graveyard of Stormwind at first she had been unsure if the woman was just crazy or if she was an actual threat. The woman moved faster than she had thought possible for a crippled looking woman. Before Sereli had time to realize it the woman had her hand clasped over her mouth. Affliction magic flowing into her body, paralyzing her and tormenting her physically and mentally. She was nothing but a cadaver for the witch as she toyed and fished for information on her friend. But the torment was over as quickly as it had happened. She was left bearing a dark implant to infect her friend, to corrupt her. She was paralyzed and left on the streets, mentally broken as every wall she had put up to protect herself from the losses of her life were left shattered.

It wouldn't even be days later when she was recovering in Talongrab that she would be visited again by this witch. Though this started with a stronger struggle than the first, she found herself overpowered when the witch summoned a felstalker to prevent her from using the shadows to her advantage. Before she could even lift her pistol to fire a bullet into the witch's head, her hand had been pushed aside and she was once more afflicted with terror inducing magic. Her memories temporarily altered to make every single good happening, a bad one and the one's that were already bad worse. It had felt, real. She was locked into each memory. Her body was forced to be limp as she sunk to her knee's, tormenting voices tearing at her already doubtful thoughts.

The witch would carry her away, to an abandoned house outside of Talongrab where the woman would carve into her chest and sever the tendons in her left arm for disobedience on Sereli's part. When this time the witch had finished with her, she left her to die and Sereli would have if not for managing to get her communicator out to call for help. Many of the Eagle's did come to Sereli's aid, bringing her back to Talongrab's infirmary. Where she was left shaking and scars on her chest and arm. There Amberly was called and Sereli held her daughter as though she would never have held her again. Amberly would sleep in her mother's arms that night as Sereli rested in the infirmary.

The name: Rae forever etched into her mind. Fate had one more encounter that would leave her more scared than the last. It would be when Sereli was returning home from a mission in Pandaria, feeling flustered and useless. Thoughts swam in her head but she would be brought out of these thoughts as she would spot a young girl with a grievous wound on the left side of her face and using a makeshift staff to walk. Out of compassion for the young girl she would stop her and tend to her injuries. When they settled down on the ground it was when the girl wrapped an arm around Sereli's waist that something started to feel....off. She had been too late to catch on and when she had started to move away she was paralyzed. A delayed spell planted by Rae, it caused her to fall to her knees.

She had been foolish, she had been too compassionate. As if to taunt Sereli, Rae rested her head on her lap facing upwards with a taunting smile as well as holding the scalpel in front of Sereli's face, egging her on to take it and slit Rae's throat. She would have if she wasn't paralyzed, she wouldn't have hesitated. But as Rae mocked her and time drew on. Rae would tilt Sereli's face back, this is where Rae would take a trophy from Sereli. An eye, her right eye. Sereli was left injured and with half the vision to make it back to Talongrab. Though she would consider it luck that she would run into Al Wright, who tended to her missing eye socket.

Though currently there have been no recent sightings of Rae, Sereli still struggles with nightmares and paranoia that she will one day look over her shoulder to find Rae there smiling cruelly at her. Ready to finish the job.

A Knight For a Month.
But as time went on, as it always did, Danath Morsin would set in motion to reclaim his old home city, from both the undead and the Scarlets who had moved to claim it. Sereli would move to scout out the city, gauging both its state structurally and what forces occupied it. Among the scouting group would be a representative of Lady Claire Le’cainte, Danath Morsin, and two assassins who accompanied the representative. As they approached on the main road into the city, Sereli and the others would come to battle an oncoming abomination, after a short battle and Sereli’s decapitation of its head they were ordered to leave by the Scarlet remnants that claimed the city by order of Lord Blackheart. After finishing the scouting mission, Sereli had offered to Danath to infiltrate the Scarlet’s ranks, to gain an edge for Danath’s forces for a less struggle of a fight. She was granted to do so, although they silently had exchanged the best of wishes for the long month to come.

Sereli had set about capturing a Scarlet Captain who had been moving to enter Blackheart Citadel. Effectively knocking the Captain out and taking her armor and weapons for her own use. She would take on the identity of the Captain, Nyah Altham. From there, she would begin her mission of infiltrating Blackheart Citadel. Upon her arrival there in Blackheart Citadel, Sereli would be charged with the duty of bringing the heads of ‘traitors’ to him to show her loyalty to the cause. Of course, she wouldn’t kill the traitors, rather she’d let them fester in the city, she would take the heads of the loyal soldiers.

During this charge, Sereli was called upon by the bishop of the city, where she was interrogated with questions she knew no answer to. She attempted to salvage as much as she could, and as convincing as she could try. But that wouldn’t be enough, the bishop saw through her lies. But wouldn’t be able to apprehend her as she killed one of his Knights who protected him and made her retreat to Lord Blackheart, able to convince him that the bishop had betrayed him and was a traitor that needed to be killed. After she convinced him of such, one step had been successful. With the bishop gone and dealt with, she was able to handle other matters without fear of interrogation through Lord Blackheart’s blind trust in her. She organized the rebel group within the city, secretly spreading Alliance propaganda and planting evidence to further solidify her claim of traitors. She passed any other trials that the Lord had placed in front of her, surprisingly without defiling her own morals. Sparing the life of a young boy and guiding him to safety. At least in her time as a ‘Scarlet’ she had done some good to help someone’s life. She would spend the last few weeks as Knight-Champion of Blackheart Citadel to prepare for the final assault by Danath’s forces.

However, in a mission to a Scourge town in the Eastern Plaguelands, Sereli and her crusaders, who would perish in the fight, would nearly be close to perishing as well until Danath and his Knights came to her aid. Together they rid the rest of the town of the cultists and scourge remnants. It had been a month since they had seen each other, that Sereli had to remember to drop her persona she’d had for the month and relax back to herself at least for a few hours. That night, would be the end of the reign of Lord Blackheart, and Danath would reclaim his title as Baron of Rivendale. The assault was successful and the false lord would be slain. Reconstruction would begin upon the city, though it would take over a year for everything to return to as it was.

Return to Dawn.
Sereli, after debating coming forward with the truth to the Eagle’s about who she really was. Considered her options on the various spectrum's. Guilt rang throughout her thoughts and mind as she paced and dreaded what she was about to do. But she needed to lead by example for the sake of her children, that honesty is the better path, even if it is the hardest. She would converse with Lady Zaria Blackmoore prior to the Eagle’s Call that night. Though the words hadn’t come out entirely yet. She pondered the words she would speak, how could she justify the lying? What would happen? She only knew that she desired to remove this guilt in her heart. She needed to.

As the Eagle’s Call ended, and she asked for a moment of Lady Blackmoore’s time, she would wait patiently for her turn to speak in private. When they were alone, only reassured by the presence of her friend, Arlena Dubois. Sereli with many deep breaths, would begin to tell the truth to Lady Blackmoore. Sereli had a pit in her stomach the entire time she spoke to Lady Blackmoore, but things turned out better than she had imagined they would. As Lady Blackmoore, despite disappointment in Sereli’s deceit, understood and allowed her to remain as an Eagle.

It's not a pirates life for me!
In a least expected moment of peace in Talongrab, the usually quiet city was taken over in a quick fashion by Sky Pirates! Ordered not to engage or fight, at least for long, the Eagle’s held back as the zeppelins overhead had cannons and they had placed several bombs throughout Talongrab. The anger and outrage was immense and understandable. Sereli kept watch over her stepson until the coast was clear enough for her to leave to check on Amberly, fear tearing her apart. She would be accompanied by Arlena Dubois and Zaria Blackmoore, as they travelled to the house that she, Danath, Amberly, and Daniel lived in. Amberly had come rushing into her mother’s arms when she had called out through the opened door. Sereli hugged and comforted her daughter as she ushered the others inside. Zaria Blackmoore provided a portal stone to her manor where one of her close friends was waiting to escort Amberly to a safer place.

Sereli agreed, and would have her old childhood friend, Sylia Embersorrow, meet them and to help ensure both their safety. Some tears were shed on Amberly’s part on the separation, but Amberly followed the instructions that her mother had given her. Porting away from Talongrab and into Blackmoore Manor. It would be then that Sereli would be ordered to infiltrate the ranks of the pirates, but even as she attempted to do such. Personal matters arose when her relationship with Daniel was put into jeopardy as she had tried masking who she normally was with someone darker. Her resolve faltered and she lacked the heart to continue to try than to risk the end of a close relationship with her stepson. She worked as much as she could in the background, assisting the Eagle’s when it was possible for her to do so. But it would also be here that Sereli would discover that one of her cousin’s, Alara, was alive.

Sereli would keep a close eye on what was going on with the situation, though something would be sparked inside of her that would be reignited as a certain pirate sparked a sense of rivalry that had long since been dormant within her. She had long forgotten the thrill of having a rival to desire to fight against, not just someone to hate or to want to kill. She would bide her time, stifle her anger that grew with every act she discovered the pirates had committed upon the citizens. Finally it would be the start of the end for the pirates, after blowing up the zeppelins that hung overhead of Talongrab. They moved to the Keep where their allies had pushed the remaining pirates into, cornering them. There harsh fighting would ensue, long and harsh and Sereli would fight against Stepanya. Someone she could have probably considered a rival, but she had let her emotions run too rampant, and she suffered severe injuries. Until Elestri Douglas who would revive her from her injuries in her chest, thigh, and side. There the rest of the fighting would continue, but the Eagle’s would be successful in dealing with the captains. Killing all but one, Marrianna Winters, who offered information in exchange for the safety of her son who had been taken captive by Jack Titan, the Fleet Captain. Though a few were upset with the thought of letting her live for the time being, Sereli followed orders that were given.

But as time went on, and the funeral for the Eagle’s who had lost their lives was held. Sereli would train, preparing to hunt down not only the Fleet Captain, but to finally deal with something in her past. It would be a moment before the hunting of the Fleet Captain would begin that Allse Kerringer and herself and followed by Danath Morsin that she would confront, and ultimately, kill the assassin that murdered Taden. Finally she could let go, finally she could move on. She felt relief. So when the Eagle's confronted the Fleet Captain, Sereli was clear-minded. The Eagle's made sure that the Fleet Captain was well and dead and all the legal proceedings afterwards for the surviving pirates were fair and just. But Sereli remained distanced from it.

A Step Forward
It had been a period of peace for the Eagle's and there wasn't much going on in the way of danger, especially since the Pirates had been dealt with. During this period of time (WIP)

Quotes
"'There's always something to live for, you just have to look for it. '"-Taden Embersorrow"'You can't live in the past, you'll only miss the future'"-Aliah Dawnheart to Sereli."'Life is what you take of it, it can be bad, it can be good. But it doesn't define you'"-Lomaiel Dawnheart.

IC Trivia

 * Depending on the circumstances, Sereli will more than likely be very professional. Even when its 'off-duty' as it is second nature for her as well as a way to keep herself safe. That is unless she is around close-friends but that is something rarely seen in public.
 * Sereli does have a noticeable ornate tattoo of roses and thorns on her upper right arm. Though Sereli keeps this hidden due to an old relationship that ended poorly.
 * Most of the time, Sereli hates interacting with those of Nobility, there are a mere handful that Sereli will generally befriend and speak with. But generally Sereli is quicker to being sour to those of Nobility at first than others.
 * Sereli suffers from a case of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Though to most its unknown where this has suddenly appeared from.
 * Though exemplified by her PTSD, Sereli has periods of time where she suffers from depression and will be more negative than other times. Though this fact is often hidden under various guises.
 * Though Sereli is from a Noble home, she does not have any claim of 'Lady' and thus does not make a point of it. In fact its something that she often will leave out.

OOC Notes

 * Note that slow edits will happen over time, so any mistakes currently will be dealt with when they are caught.

People she knows.
Danath Morsin - Her beloved and Fiancé. Sereli would do anything, and go anywhere to keep him safe. Whether it would be through lawful means or delving into darkness it doesn't matter to her.

Daniel Morsin - Her stepson, though things were rough and perhaps are at times. Sereli loves Daniel as though he was her son, she would do almost anything to keep him safe.

Amberly - Her biological daughter from a tryst she had many years ago. Reunited after ten years, Sereli aims to be a worthy and admirable mother to her child.

Allse Kerringer - Sereli's 'father' figure, despite the massive age difference, Sereli often will confide in this man besides Danath, though he is more often privy to her darker moments.

Sylia Embersorrow - Sereli's childhood friend, though not seen around often, these two find time to wander around the woods of Hillsbrad.

Arlena Dubois - Though Arlena left to reclaim her homelands. Sereli and Arlena were close friends, though now with everything that is going on time has drifted the friendship apart.

Zaria R. Blackmoore - The Matriarch of the Citrine Eagle, Sereli has a deep amount of respect for the Matriarch. Though their relationship while On-Duty is formal and respectful, on the occasion, Sereli could consider Zaria a friend of sorts.

Toderick Stoneward - A lieutenant of the Icewing Brigade, a rank that Sereli often has to respect even if she finds him at times annoying. Just due to his desire for reckless blood lust and arrogant aristocratic behavior. But Sereli reserves her feelings and thoughts from the others as best as she can.