Zaria R. Blackmoore

Highlord Zaria Reneigh Blackmoore (Born Zaria Perrington Reneigh, 15 December, 9 L.C.) is the current Countess of Blackmoore, as well as Highlord of the Alterac Silver Hand Chapter as presiding Matriarch of The Citrine Eagle, an Alterac based order. She is also the present Duchess of Astordale, a defunct ruined stretch within Lordaeron. She is also the lead figurehead dubbed Chief Operating Officer of the Trade District Bank under Paul Errington. Formerly living in Stormwind City, Zaria now resides in the Blackmoore Manor within the County of Blackmoore between the Alterac Mountains and the Western Plaguelands.

Valiantly leading her own branch of the House of Blackmoore (now dubbed the Reneigh branch), she seeks to stake a name for herself and her family under the name of the once minor Lordaeronian house, now, an influential powerhouse in the  North.

As a Knight of the Silver Hand, and proud of it, Blackmoore's journies have ascended her much further than just the title of Knight. With numerous accolades from the Grand Alliance, like the Medallion of the Alliance for her service in Dragonblight during the Siege of Wrymrest Temple. Though, due to her injuries in combat, and long leave of absence due to said injuries, Zaria was only ever elevated to a Knight-Lieutenant in the Grand Alliance Army.

Currently, Blackmoore seeks out those who would so humbly hear The Citrine Eagle's call. As the Order grows, so too does their hold upon the northernmost reaches of the Alterac Mountains. Zaria seeks to make the Order a long-standing entity within the defunct Kingdom, as well as help house the tempered tossed of the South, finding them new purpose in the lands of the  North.

(This page is a perpetual work in progress.)

= History =

Born to Deborah Reneigh, an Alteraci triage nurse, and Matthew Blackmoore, a member of the House of Blackmoore, Zaria was preened, along with her twin sister Avirin Q. Reneigh to be the heir to the families wealth, should their parents expire.

Though, her and her sister were born at the unfortunate time of the Siege of Alterac after its betrayal to the Alliance of Lordaeron, meaning the family might have lived in turmoil a long time if not for their fathers Lordaeronian nobility status. With his known peerage of an entirely different nation, and the veiling of allegiances of the House of Reneigh, Matthew and Deborah were easily able to leave the newly destroyed Kingdom of Alterac before turmoil took the nation. They had predicted conditions in the North would only worsen with the sudden events, and after a long stay in the House of Blackmoore family home of Pineridge their father had chosen to move their family south to live within the walls of Stormwind City, where all was well for the time. This had occurred during Stormwind's bustling reconstruction phase. As Zaria was being preened to be one of the potential heirs to the family's holdings and wealth.

It was within Stormwind where her mother taught the tenets of the light, and where her father taught the twins the value of the Three Virtues. During this time Stormwind had been under heavy reconstruction by the Stonemason's Guild. The Blackmoore parents would do their best to censor their children from the riots and uprising, but the two children were too distracted by the horrors occurring outside their window. Deborah managed to sooth their minds and hearts with her trademark voice, making Zaria forever comfortable with her mothers songs.

Zaria's childhood was marred by this event however, and she and Avirin would begin to take advantage of the aftermath of the riots and upheavals in the city. As the Defias Brotherhood was forged, Zaria began to creep about the Elwynn Forest and peek in at their meetings. She always felt bad for them, and would bring them apples and snacks, completely oblivious to who they were and the atrocities they committed. No one in her family had found this out, however. Zaria today still doesn't realize she had made friends in the Brotherhood at an exceedingly young age. Lucky for her, she was never taken for ransom money.

Early on in her life, Zaria took a deep interest in her Mothers baking prowess, yes she was denied at every turn and attempt to get her mothers baking secrets from her. However, she would always watch closely and take mental notes. Deborah did let her stir, naturally. Overall, her childhood was rather tame and normal compared to most.

Around the age of fifteen is when it all almost fell apart. Even though this was the day she was officially rewarded with her grandmother's family armor, the day after made the event sour. Her sister had ran away in the middle of the night, nowhere to be found, and Zaria could do no less than blame herself. She made an unsuccessful attempt on her own life on the cliffs of the Ironforge Mountains, saved by a Dame Ballinda Dayglow. It was then her father decided it was time for Zaria to find her calling in the world, to become an Aspirant of the Silver Hand.

Dayglow trained the girl harshly, and taught her to keep her chin up in the face of adversity. This is the woman who would teach her expertise in the art of halberds. A more deadly and effective weapon than a mace, although, much less like a paladin. Of course this pairing would be one near plagued with silence from the Knight, though the few words they shared brought them closer. At her knighting, by her own will, Dame Ballinda offered Zaria her own halberd, Echo. And with that, Dame Zaria P. Reneigh the Lighthearted was born, for her overly friendly mannerisms and kind-hearted nature, the latest Knight of the Silver Hand.

During her squiredom, Zaria received the opportunity to attend the Royal University of Stormwind, as her family was a noble house, and the University had accepted the nobles of other lands with their falling. She was encouraged to work towards a Mastery in Finance, and with it, co-founded and aided in the operation of the Trade District Bank. Ever wonder where that auction house fee went? Well, there's your answer.

The bank as of recent is under operation by Mister Perrington, Zaria's title of Chief Operating Officer is a recent development, but Mister Perrington still operates the entire bank as he is stubborn, and fears retirement. She graduated, and was Knighted prior to the events that started the War on the Lich King.

War on the Lich King
Zaria quickly latched onto the idea of unity between the Silver Hand and the Argent Dawn promised by Tirion Fordring, becoming a Knight of the Argent Crusade for a brief time, participating in the conquering of the Crusaders' Pinnacle. At the dawning of the Argent Tournament, the Dame had received some dire news from home, a package from her father, which held a letter, which read: The Dames mother had fallen while on her ventures to Northrend, and she was quite crushed by the ordeal, but, enclosed in the package provided by her father was her mother's box of recipes. She had chosen to open a bake stand on the tournament grounds to provide the champions and spectators of the Argent Tournament with delicious baked goods, an homage to her mother. This is where she had found that apparent passion for baking. It was a confusing time as well, for she had developed a customer base with similar names Lysenna Vandire, and Lynnesta Val'kirn. Through both of them, fast friendships were formed. With Lynnesta, a common love of baking, though fledgling and minimal for them both. With great efforts on both of their parts, they divulged a wondrous and profound skill in the craft of baking.

But, for the time being the passion would be short lived, as she was sent to stand in front of the Icecrown Citadel, along with her new found Quel'dorei companion, to deal with the occasional swarms of undead that would attempt to penetrate the complex. Lynnesta would take this time to introduce Zaria to what Zaria now reveres as the beverage of the titans, coffee. With the help of a good deal of caffeine, and long chats throughout the long nights of standing guard against the Scourge menace, Zaria and Lynnesta's friendship would be sealed for a long time to come. She remained there until the fall of the Lich King, when she'd get to return home for a short time to grieve with her father.

The Cataclysm
After the fall of the Lich King, Zaria was deployed back to the Western Plaguelands to Hearthglen to begin assisting the Argent Crusade and the Cenarion Druids in restoring the area to former glory. She had the privilege of seeing this come to pass, even noting they managed to purify the waters and restore the area of Uther's Tomb. She took great pride in this for a time, all until the Alliance-Horde war came to Andorhal.

Blackmoore heard of all the atrocities committed in the rebuilding town, and noted farmers from the Alliance were returning only to be either plagued or slaughtered by the Forsaken. This outraged Zaria, and led her to grow a distaste for the Argent Crusades inaction to the situation. This called for her departure, and re-entry into the Grand Alliance.

Upon her return, Zaria had the opportunity to see the world once again, however, after a slew of formal military training and re-training, Zaria was picked up by an "elite" squad of troops, and their leader, Sid, a Night Elf Druid, along with his crew of butt kickers. This group was known as the Nightstalkers. For most of the time, they all successfully fought against the Horde on the battlefield, and Zaria managed to earn several trophies and honors for her efforts, and a position as Knight-Lieutenant.

She met a lot of interesting people along the way. An assassin with an affixation for all things cheese, a cocky paladin who claimed himself to be unbeatable, and a druid woman whose hair was abnormally greasy.

However, this would all lead them to the Siege of Wrymrest Temple, a place Zaria would aid in reclaiming the nearly felled temple while assisting the offensive against the stone giant Morchok and Kohcrom as someone on the frontlines with a sword and shield, taking a good brunt of the hits. With their fall, she was put into combat with a Twilight Drake, alone, while her group had stayed behind due to an attack by some elementals provoked by a rogue named Argorock. She was crushed underfoot by the beast, breaking multiple bones and being dispatched from active duty for the rest of the campaign, as well as the Pandaria front.

Pandaria
The venture to Pandaria was quite eventful for the Highlord, even though she was forced to sit out on the Alliance's pay, and sent into a long vacation for her healing burns and crushed hips, she managed to venture out and explore the lands on her own. Meeting the locals of the Valley of the Four Winds, venturing through the Krasarang Wilds and stumbling upon a Tauren camp, where she quickly befriended them, and learned how to speak Taurahe to a moderate degree.

Along her trips across the various lands of the mystical and mysterious Pandaria, Zaria had come along an old friend, Miss Val'kirn would become a shining star in her life once more, and once again, the two would get to share a long bout of bonding in a cold region of the world, the two seemingly having a natural affinity to mountainous regions. They explored the summit together, and even had their first taste of Kafa together. Through their adventures the stumbled upon quite a good deal. Though, there was something missing, the one thing to make the trip worth it. A visit to the Temple of the White Tiger to regale the great Xuen, of course. There, a show of strength was needed to remain, and strength in unity they showed to the monks of the temple. Zaria had proved herself, and it seemed as if her wounds would no longer hinder her. And with this, her final adventure in Pandaria was complete, all until the Siege..

Upon the Siege of Orgrimmar, Zaria was fit enough to fight once more. Although she had considerable trouble because of the lack of spacing between the joints of her hips, she was able to offer the Alliance aid in the form of healing, once again alongside her compatriots of the Nightstalkers, she and her team were well and able to enter the city, but not without great costs. She was constantly sent to the back lines, the only one strong enough to drag the wounded and dying back outside to the medical tents. Thankfully a Tauren Druid by the name of Perrington was able to take her place on the battlefield, or supplement for her healing prowess in her absence. She had also met this druid during her ventures in the Krasarang Wilds, and became quite fond of him.

However, the strenuous activity of constantly dragging those unable to move back and forth took a great toll on former wounds. After the Siege of Orgrimmar, she was discharged honorably from the Grand Alliance Medical Society and Military. Having a reputable past, she earned various accolades for her service, and is now a veteran. But, she still seeks out ways to aid the Military indirectly, even funding her own force in support of the Grand Alliance.

Draenor
Every Wednesday and Thursday nights for three hours each night, Zaria voyages off to Draenor to savagely slaughter the Iron Horde. But only for exactly three hours, once again taking up the sword and board to take the brunt of the damage for the sake of her allies.

Deployment to Tanaan
Along with various members of the Grand Alliance, Highlord Blackmoore offered her Alterac Chapter to aid in the Invasion of Tanaan Jungle. As of present, the Citrine Eagle is a supporting force alongside those who wish to claim and conquer the savage lands of Tanaan in order to stop the menace of the Fel Horde. During this campaign, the Alterac chapter of the Silver Hand was temporarily sent back to Alterac, during the Tournament of Ages due to a sudden disposing of the City-States leader.

A Sudden Surge in Influence
Zaria was quick to hear the call of her motherlands, joining the City-State of Alterac to aid in the defense of her birth lands. As a Knight of the Silver Hand, she was more than welcome to join Alterac's Order of the Citrine Eagle, an order of Alteraci paladins that was previously under the leadership of Gandic Morthain. Upon becoming apart of the City-State, she strives to prove to her Alteraci kin that she was more than worthy of a more prominent role within the City-State.

Countess of Blackmoore
Soon after joining the City-State of Alterac, Dame Blackmoore began fraternizing with a Miss Myriany Harrow, who was set to be the future Duchess of Gavenstead, a Duchy in Eastern Lordaeron.

Their friendship was quickly forged and trust between the two, and Almar MacEntire, the Duke of Gavenstead, even with Alterac's tensions with the Duchy. The MacEntire's were more than generous with Dame Blackmoore, offering to aid her in the reclamation of the ancestral lands of the House of Reneigh, known as the County of Dallidale. After the reclamation of the lands between Alterac and Lordaeron, Blackmoore renamed the holdings the County of Blackmoore in a show of family pride. This loyalty to the MacEntire's brought about mistrust to the Upper Echelon of the City-State, and the new Countess was left under scrutiny for some time, all up until Gavenstead fell to massive waves of undead.

Under rule the County of Blackmoore has seen great improvements, and is one of the major breadbaskets to the City-State of Alterac. As an area just above the Uplands, it was the most accessible focal point for the trade of grains and farmed goods.

Highlord of the Citrine Eagle
Countess Blackmoore had been a prominent part of the Order of the Citrine Eagle ever since her joining. She was unaware that, when the Highlord controlling the Order began to neglect the Order and shirk his duties, she would be in line to become the next Highlord. The day would come when Highlord Morthain would shirk responsibility for the order, and his title was relinquished from him. The Order was left without a leader.

Even with the distrust of the Countess in the City-State of Alterac, Kaiser Wolfheart had granted her the opportunity to lead the Order in a new beginning, claiming that the light shined upon her, and would bless her in her endeavors under the Order of the Citrine Eagle.

Under her control, the Order itself has been fully disbanded in favor of becoming an official chapter of the Silver Hand, under the Arch-chapter of Stormwind. This has offered the new Silver Hand Chapter the opportunity to participate in a continent spanning council known as The Court of Uther, and, the Chapter has been thriving.

Duchy of Astordale; Duchess of the Ruins
As of recent, Countess Blackmoore has had her eyes set on lands north of her own, at the very end of the Thondroril River, in a valley deep within the northern mountains of Lordaeron. Astordale was once a proud farming nation, which like all provinces of Lordaeron fell to the Scourge. The former duchy had long since been populated by fleeing necromancers and thieves. This was the place where the massive waves of undead that conquered Gavenstead were created, the claiming of this lands was to ensure this threat would never come to pass again.The Countess, with her own armies, a group of Alteraci volunteers, and the Stoneward Host all banded together in order to lay siege to the Duchies capital city of Hawkenforth, which was led to a swift victory. And thus, the Countess became the Duchess of Astordale on claim and conquer.

The Duchy of Astordale saw little to no success in re-population due to the focus on the Ousting of Kormed Wolfheart. As a result of this, the duchy is currently still in ruins and has yet to see rebuilding efforts. This is one of Blackmoore's less than talked about endeavors, and remains such due to her not wanting to take focus on it until the time comes where a proper reclamation can take place.

The Shade
On a fateful day the Highlord was swept away mysteriously by some entity known as the Shade, a being of pure shadow, dead set on the suffering and pain of his victims. Luckily for the Highlord, the Citrine Eagle caught on quickly from some tips from the pair vying for her love at the time, both receiving letters of her capture. It was a rather quick rescue, as the Citrine Eagle along with Ithalin Belados, Alverdo Blackmoore, Losaine Morningray, An'lyen Rosefeather, and Chrisana Rilke went scouring the globe to find the Highlord, ultimately finding her in Feralas as she suffered from some internal bleeding, which, was quickly healed by her sister, Avirin Q. Reneigh. Though the Shade was defeated for now, it would soon return, as it manifested into the body of a new host. This time a farmer in the Hillsbrad Foothills where he would strike at the Grand Cleric Losaine Morningray, whom nearly died from the attacks, if not for the near severe over-exertion of the Highlords power, leaving her weakened for a time.

There was a long grace period of peace, and all was well. All until the evil cackles and threats began to emanate through the minds of those involved yet again. Once again would the Shade return, and once again antagonize the Grand Cleric, stealing away her children. Luckily for the Grand Cleric, Calwen Kerringer so graciously offered herself in exchange for her children, being taken by the Shade, and one again, the search was on for one of Zaria's kin.

The group of Allse Kerringer, Aeristani Vintel, Zaria R. Blackmoore, and her sister Avirin Q. Reneigh found Calwen Kerringer in a bunker in the Storm Peaks. Where a magi would break the bonds that kept her chained to a dark altar of blood and gore and, shadow magic. With Calwen's freedom came her own transition into a shade, her body marred and scarred as the transition was sudden and quick. The being of pure light, now nothing more than a being of shadow. It would take some time for Calwen to ever be willing to make the change back, with the stealing away to the Timeless Isle by Donovan Glypheye, and then, stealing the Highlord and Allse Kerringer to the same place.

The idea was simple, fount power into one body, where the light energy could be properly spilled into the new shade, and replace it with light energy. Both Allse and Donovan would have Zaria be this fount of power, providing her with the mana pool she needed to properly push the shadows out of Calwen, and, in a brilliant display, the light she wielded turned silver for a time. Her hair also turned white from the overload of mana temporarily bleaching her features.

An Abrupt Return
All was well in the Blackmoore family house, and aside from Chester vanishing from the home, all was quite wonderful and, happy. All until the day Allse Kerringer decided to inform Zaria as to what was happening. The Shade had returned, according to him, and it had been sending assassins Zaria's way at a consistent basis, ad he was stopping them in their tracks. Once again it was time to act, but where would you find something so hidden in the shadows? Well, it has to come to you.

In his usual fashion, the Shade took to harming those Zaria proclaimed to love, this time, Leah Beaumont. This time, the Shade had a different plan, because Leah was like a sponge to shadow or 'easily corruptable' as he taunted the Highlord with over and over again as he forced Zaria's lover to attack her. All the while, putting up a defensive only harmed someone who the Shade had taken hostage, Allse's daughter, Whisper. Whisper had somehow succumb to the Holy magics Zaria used on Leah to get the Shade out of her, and became a being who constantly combated with herself. Half shadow, and half light. Or, half Zaria, as Whisper continued to assume.

The same night, Allse had come to Blackmoore Manor to tell Zaria that Whisper and Leona were both captured by the Shade, and they were all send to the Bloodmyst Isle, along with Lona Deruse to go find the children. They would both be found, and after a hard fought battle, Whisper would be saved, but Leona, Allse's younger daughter was possessed by the Shade as Zaria got a successful strike on the being.

Time had passed, and Allse's daughter began to train - now learning how to dabble in what was dubbed a 'necessary' balance of Light and Shadow magics. The Shade had overtaken a part of Whisper's body, and she now needed to learn how to utilize it. As Lora did this, Zaria and Allse chose to venture out to find Allse's daughter, Leona, the one who was possessed by the shade.

She was found in Shadowmoon Valley, sitting atop a moonstone and siphoning the powers from within it. This wa made to be the final stand, and it truly was a battle to remember. The Shade made certain to possess Leona outright, using her as a weapon against Allse and Zaria - but the two proved stalwart. Ultimately, the Shade and Leona were captured and bound by chains of Light. But, as Zaria tried exorcising the corruption from Leona's body, she began to fade away.

A leap of faith needed to be taken - kill the girl, and kill a great evil, or keep her alive with the corruption seeping into her? Well, sadly this story would have great sacrifice. As Zaria purged the Shade forevermore, the girl would vanish into nothingness. Leona was gone.

But, they had finally killed the shade that haunted them, and the Kerringer's, and Zaria were free to live their lives in potential safety. But Zaria will never forget the final words of the Shade.

Ousting of the Wolf
With the Highlord a now prominent part of the City-State, and a significant force in making the Silver Hand Chapter of Alterac strong, it was time to aid the City-State in endeavors more related to Alteraci interests. Her and the Citrine Eagle making the fateful decision to aid Kormed Wolfheart in quelling the rebellion of Katelyn Wolfheart.The beginning was slow, starting with a duel between the wolf versus the champion of Katelyn. But this is merely where it had begun. The Kaiser chose to march on the Barony of Wolf's Maw. the stronghold of the rebels forces where he ordered the murder of all within the barony, women and children included, defending the order by claiming "Eggs produce spawn." And so it had begun, the Citrine Eagle refused the fight, and a duel between the Kaiser and the Champion ensued once more while the Citrine Eagle sought to protect those who were innocent within the town. Only to find those innocent already dead, their bodies marred and mangled.

These events spurred the Kaiser to be tried for war crimes, which would be postponed as he had gone to Tanaan Jungle alongside the Citrine Eagle and his own forces, but that was not enough to excuse himself apparently.

The day had came, the Imperial Diet. The Lawspeaker said the Kaiser was unfit to rule, and a republic would be formed. With little opposition the Assembly of Alterac was formed until the Kaiser had arrived late to the Diet, arguing that his position should be maintained. His requests denied and with a lack of reason, Kalliopi Lund had revealed the Kaiser had slain his former wife and his child, and, he did indeed confess to the crime.

The Purge
The Highlord did not cease to act upon this crime. With messages sent out far and wide, this was needed to be made known to the world, and preferably towards the Archbishop, and The Court of Uther. It would start with his Knighthood, which she personally deemed him unworthy of possessing for the order to murder a child.The first trial was set, Saturday, the first of August, 35 L.C., and the Court of Uther Tribunal: Kormed Wolfheart went underway. This is where the Highlords efforts would begin. The Court of Uther saw it her way, the man being deemed unfit to hold his Knighthood.

Admittedly of course, this was a trying time for Zaria, this was very clearly not something she wanted to do, nearly abstaining her vote out of pity for Mister Wolfheart after a long conversation between the two so he could sway the voters.

The next part of her involvement in the ousting came in the trial against Toderick Stoneward, where it would be deemed if his actions against Mister Wolfheart would be deemed lawful or not. Nearly being forced onto the Grand Jury to judge the man's fate, she'd listen with open ears and objective thoughts alongside Mother Bronwynn Branson and Geranelm Syla. This trial would dictate the fate of all other titles held by Kormed Wolfheart.

The grand jury had decided, with all the information gathered that the actions of Toderick Stoneward were indeed lawful, and thus, the Wolfheart's titles were snuffed out in a flash. There has been no pleasure taken in this by the Highlord, but of course, one must do what is right.

A Hero in an Eagle Guise
The ousting in fruition, and the people of Alterac in peril, Highlord Blackmoore rallied what citizens remained within the borders of the City-State under the banners of the Citrine Eagle, which had become (once again) the occupying force of all government owned lands within Alterac.

She looked like a hero to those who knew her well, it seemed as if (so far) no one would contest her, and that everyone would rally behind her for the ousting of the wolf, something her and Lord Stoneward both unknowingly worked hand-in-hand in accomplishing. Perhaps they'd realize this in time.

It was time to depart for the Citrine Eagle, to break away from the Alteraci government. Some might contest this had little rhyme or reason, although, that was still to be debated. The Citrine Eagle was destined to be sovereign within the borders of Alterac, but with this move, once again, the Reformed Kingdom would become defunct.

Now the Citrine Eagle grows, pressing its advantage within the mountains to defend and serve as heroes in of the cold. Their exemplary work, while not boasted, has become a hallmark in the storied and dramatic history of the Alterac Mountains. Now, in the town of Strahnbrad, they encourage for the goodly folk of Alterac to stand at their side, to work hand in hand for the greater good, for there is strength in unity.

A Legion Cometh
All fared well in Alterac, all went normal aside from the few Syndicate uprisings, upheavals of yetis, minor political debacles with the south in regards to what might now be seen as nonsense. But, a much more sudden, much more apparent issue hit the streets of Strahnbrad. Civilian riots spurred along by an unknown source, though, through minor investigation and prowess, the Citrine Eagle were able to uncover a Legion presence within Alterac. Rumored of course to be the Argus Wake. It didn't matter, they threatened Alterac regardless. A time to act, and so far, a simple charge has been led into a series of catacombs to uncover a warlock presence within the depths of the mountains. So far, all that has transpired is bloodshed and suffering as the Highlord was unfortunately impacted by a large chunk of debris, leaving her out of action for a short time. What could possibly go wrong while she's wounded? Absolutely nothing apparently! The Citrine Eagle now seeks to delve further into the warlock menace of Alterac, with the help of friends of the Light's Accord, most prominently the Te'Amun.

New Family, and a New Future
Zaria had not thought much of her mother, long since having accepted her death - but that does not mean her memories would not come back to instill Zaria with some old knowledge. Matthew Blackmoore, Zaria's father had sent over many boxes of her mother's old relics, keepsakes and memories. These were items Zaria had never seen, but she wanted to sift through them - as it would take to long, and by a twist of fate Kaldea Crystalrose volunteered to aid her.But it was indeed a twist of fate, as the two scanned through the items, Kaldea came across a picture book. She recognized one of the children, who was one of Deborah's brothers. The further Kaldea delved, the more she learned about Zaria's quartet of uncles. Benwell, Sheldon, Jethro, and Devon.

After scanning through various documents and files in the boxes, Kaldea and Zaria managed to find the link between the black haired man who had caught Kaldea's eye, and her suspicions. A letter was in the box, addressed to Zaria's mother detailing how one of her brothers had fled to Lordaeron after conflict, and had rising in rank in Lordaeron's military - and now had a wife, and a daughter. That daughter was Kaldea.

Zaria had a new cousin, even if she was a bastard out of wedlock, she still shared a bit of Zaria's blood, and she will cherish her as such, as family.

A New Purpose
With the latest campaign against the Knights of Perenolde, Blackmoore has taken a liking to the new splinter faction, adamant in supporting their place in the Alterac Mountains as they struggle to make a name for themselves. As the Citrine Eagle pushed for the ousting of Nathaniel Halliway, Zaria suddenly began to feel a new sense of purpose within her own order.

Though, she was the victim of bad planning, entrusting a new recruit with the most important task of collecting information after handing over Johanna Welkes to the Knights. This however did not go well, as the new recruit was a worgen, and failed to control his rage. This introduced a potential new menace to the Citrine Eagle in the near future, and Zaria quietly blames herself for this.

However, with the great success in the sacking of Dal'enah, the Knights of Perenolde's main fortress, the splinter faction of Knights became the Praetorian. Zaria seeks to support this new order in Alterac, but is still uncertain if they had done the right thing. Savagery had won the day in the sacking of the Fortress, and Zaria will never forget that. She was given an honorary position as a Knight of the Praetorian, an honor she will never forsake.

= The Flock =

The Flock, normally considered a grouping of the same birds, it is the common term used to describe someone who is considered family within, or outside the Citrine Eagle. The members of the flock are numerous, yet there are some who hold the bonds of family in higher regard than some, and these are their stories alongside Zaria Blackmoore.

Twins in Appearance, Sisters in Heart
By birth and by blood, Avirin Q. Reneigh has been standing alongside her sister her entire life - mostly. Born together in Strahnbrad, this dynamic duo of twins were essentially two peas in a pod. Attached at the hip at the very least throughout their childhood. Through the adversity and tribulations of maturity, these two sought out the light at a young age, mostly at their parents request. Though, their efforts would clearly prove fruitful in the distant future.

It was Avirin who was quite rambunctious as a child, taking Zaria along on marvelous adventures within the City of Stormwind, as well as the Elwynn Forest. Though poor Avirin would be downtrodden with the neglect of their parents, as they had pampered Zaria to become the heir to their wealth, as she was older - by about two minutes. Avirin however didn't seem to mind for the time, the pair had too much fun together in childhood, although, this would prove to be the spark that would spur on Avirin into some tragic future events.

A lone gnome with green hair, one Avi would seek to tease and taunt, calling him a 'Moss Beard', Of course the old gnome did not take to kindly at the constant teasing and poking of the two sisters, taking great offense even, chasing them down in an attempts to bring them to justice with their father. The pair had ran off, but the gnome was on hot pursuit. Though Avirin, tricky and devious in her young age had pulled the twins into a small hole within the side of a hill, waiting for the gnome to get close enough. - It was when he passed their plan would be enacted, Avirin had pulled him into the cave by the ankle and sent them both running, the gnome falling far behind, and they escaped.

The gnome of course would return to complain about Avirin, and this would be the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back with their father. Avirin would be punished, forced to work and learn constantly, sucking the spirits out of her, and turning her into the devoted hard worker she had become. Though, she felt entitled, deserving of something great for all these efforts, consistently memorizing scripture and learning the various accepted faiths. Sadly however, their parents did not fully recognize her efforts, regaling Zaria as their star child, which she was far from.

It would soon come to their fifteenth birthday, the pair at a disconnect due to the little time they were allowed to spend with each other, reminiscing on the days of old before bed, but even that had become rare. But their fifteenth birthday would be the day Zaria would be rewarded for her efforts for the family - whatever they were. She'd receive the Blackmoore family armor, the set owned by her grandmother. Avirin had sought this out for herself however, but he received instead a blood garnet brooch which they proclaimed had - special properties. Though, outraged, she would leave the house without a peep, fake her age, and join the ranks of a Knightly order whom situated themselves in Redridge. And then, for ten long years, the pair would not speak, nor see each other. At least to their knowledge.

The Return
Ten long years past, the sisters had drifted apart far too much, much to their regret and despair. Though, Avirin would so valiantly seek out her family once more at the age of twenty five, after a long career in the Grand Alliance military, a now decorated veteran. Though her return was not welcome by all, but, Zaria however was pleased, and quite ecstatic to see her sister yet again, never again did she need to despair over where her sister could be, because from the on, Avirin would be living in the confines of the Blackmoore Manor. Where, admittedly, Zaria would coddle her to no ends.

The sisters once again would be comparable to peas in a pod, attached at the hip. They would see much together with Avirin's return. Most notably the fact that Zaria could finally open up to someone she trusted, and hopefully Avirin could do so as well.

They share a similar tale past this point, although, Avirin has found love with An'lyen Rosefeather after a small ordeal. And for now, they live their lives supporting each other to the very ends, hoping they don't lose hold of one another yet again.

Of course adversity has faced the sisters, but it seems for now, they still hold strong! Zaria is quite excited for their next birthday, as she has about ten to make up for. She wants to show her sister's happiness, and after the long trials and tribulations in Alterac, she may finally get the chance with the coming holidays.

A Winter's Veil
The first holiday season with Avirin at her side, the pair kicked it off with their small birthday celebration together. Something small and, just for the both of them. A short trip to Pandaria, at what might debatably be their favorite spot. But of course, Zaria needed to tug at some heartstrings. For Avirin's birthday, a family photo album of the ten years she had missed with the family, all the holidays and happy times, and the woes after their mother died. This book was made, to start anew, to show Avirin she still cared, that she would never give up family, and perhaps the past she missed would show her that. A new beginning for the Blackmoore twins, and hopefully, a better future.

Knights of the Oven
A strikingly similar pair would take the Argent Crusade by storm during the war on the Lich King. But, neither of these two were actually even the same race. Lynnesta Val'kirn, a knight within the ranks of the Argent Crusade to aid against the Lich King, and aid in operations in the Argent Tournament would soon hit it off with Blackmoore, and, post mortem of Zaria's mother, Zaria would choose to confide the feelings of doubt and despair to Lynnesta.

But of course, Lynnesta had started off as a simple customer at Zaria's bake stand, who sought to delve into the arts of baking. And so began training to become the first Knight of the Oven. Zaria was a cruel teacher, reprimanding Lynnesta on her mistakes by making her eat the foods she truly ruined, be it burnt, or lacking enough flour. But Lynnesta thankfully was quick to catch on, and a wonderful distraction to Zaria's woes on her mother recently dying.

Together, they had something they could share, the baking recipes of Blackmoore's mother, which they would both slowly grasp onto, adopt, and edit in their own special ways to make them their own. Though Zaria did never actually explain as to why she chose to distract herself with baking. But soon that would all be revealed when she had attempted to go home on a months leave and was swiftly declined. Falling into the arms of Lynnesta and explaining everything to her. How her mother had died, how she wanted to go home and say goodbye to her, the fact the box was the last item she had of her mother's. Which at the time may have been a tad too much for Lynnesta, but she handled the grieving Knight well, and, they could finally connect.

The joy of connecting with Lynnesta would thankfully be long realized, as they had both been shipped away from the tournament grounds together. Assigned to camp outside of Icecrown Citadel, along with the Knights of the Ebon Blade, and other Argent Crusaders.

The two had decided to be tricky and devious while camped out before the Citadel, their shared love of coffee spurring an idea. One where they would lace their coffee with a certain sedative and offer it to the other men and women at the encampment. This went off without a hitch, and for two days, the men and women promptly found themselves tucked in corners, just trying to 'Hold it in', as they had proclaimed.

Soon of course the war in Northrend would end with the death of the Lich King, and they would both go their separate ways, for a brief period during the Sundering, of course. But, as the Alliance had sailed headlong into Pandaria, the pair would soon come across each other again in the snowy mountains of Kun-Lai. Where they would help each other trudge through the mountain passes, come across a local troll threat, one with they would never dwell on again, and, finally were able to taste Kafa for the first time.

And once again, the pair parted ways to invest into personal endeavors - that is, until Zaria returned to action within Alterac, an ally of the division of the Silver Covenant Lynnesta served, the Highguard. It was through this means the two could once again reconnect. But sadly, the time for merriment would be short lived as Lynnesta was soon kidnapped by some big bad baddies who were bad and evil and stuff. Zaria, putting Lynnesta's life before principal forked over a ransom to save Lynnesta for the time being, and now, the hunt is on for the would-be kidnapper.

(See Highguard: September 28th Wanted Posters)

The Kerringer's Kin
What is family? To Zaria, family breaks past the bonds of blood, and sines true in those she holds dear. The Kerringer's, A simple house by display, and the ruling house of the House of Duskwhisper. All seemed normal the day Zaria had met Allse Kerringer. Pleasantries were exchanged and they went about their business, Blackmoore vehemently supporting his running and upkeep of the Lone Wolf Inn. within the confines of Strahnbrad. However, all was not what it seemed to be.

A simple first meeting quickly tumbled into a loyal friendship, the first one since Blackmoore's shaken welcome into the City-State. It would be through their work together that the Kerringer family could survive and prosper.Through this bond of friendship, Zaria was privileged to meet Allse's daughter, Whisper Kerringer, though, she would reveal to her that Whisper was not her real name, but an alias. The girls hit it off, Whisper finally having someone she can related to away from her family, feeling comfortable enough to reveal to Zaria that Whisper was involved with another woman, and was nervous that her parents would denounce the relationship. This was something Allse had admitted to already knowing, and it was up to Zaria to dispel the doubt in Whispers heart that she might be denounced by her parents. Through loving mentoring and guiding, Whisper learned her parents already knew of her ventures, and they all worked through it as if.. Zaria was family?

Though life was happy for the Kerringer's for a brief period, they soon found themselves at a bit of a standstill until - one day Whisper, her sister Leona, and Alex, Whispers girlfriend went to relax in the Park. Zaria had of course made plans to visit the trio as she had never actually met Leona (AND STILL HASN'T). On her way, the girls would be found unconscious, surrounded by a small band of common thugs set on defiling them, per say. The Highlord fought with zeal and savagery and dispatched two of them, one turning tail and the last, tossed a smoke bomb that would knock the Highlord out. She'd awaken some time later, near naked, the girls gone, the man looming over her. Until of course, Allse placed a bullet in the mans head. A relief, truly, but the pair needed to find his daughters. Following clues and footprints, as well as magical traces left by the men, they would find Leona and Alex tied up in a small home, though it would seem Whisper was going to be taken away. And of course, the head honcho of the small gang whisked Whisper away to a mysterious encampment, and once again, the hunt was on for Whisper!

On a fateful day in Westfall, after a long bout of following clues and the like, Zaria would come across a small encampment of these common thugs, and once again the fighting ensued. Though sadly, when running into a tent, Zaria would find Whisper in a state that would get this writer banned from the Wikia for describing. This tore Zaria's heart apart ass she felt powerless against the stronger man, an anti magic zone stealing her power from her as she was sent to fend the man off on her own. Of course the day would soon be saved by the Baroness Elenial De'Mont, who would charge in with no fear and dispatch the rapist.

Of course, this changed the entire dichotomy of the pairs relationship. A bond of friendship soon turning into one of family ties, and trust. The Kerringer Household seemed to welcome and trust Zaria more than any other, and this trust would not go unnoticed.

(Work in progress! This excerpt will be about Allse Kerringer, Calwen Duskwhisper, and their family!)

A Sister with Knife Ears
Zaria, in her time serving under Alterac had come across many interesting characters. From the richest of nobles, the the most crass (although endearing) of corsairs. This one would be the latter. An'lyen Rosefeather, Captain of the Iron Wolf, and a mercenary of the Blackbird Company had found way to Strahnbrad along with the mercenary company that had harbored her to warn the Alteraci of the looming threat of what is now understood to be the Argus Wake.

Though this brought about some issue, and a contracting of the Blackbird Company, there was one among them not so prim and proper for this gathering. An'lyen, a half elf of Kul Tiras blood so kindly had tossed a tauren horn onto the dinner table as the representatives were eating, much to the distaste of everyone; aside from Zaria, who found the mannerisms quite endearing. It was the start of a fast friendship, one which would long last.

Through thick and thin the pair has stuck by each other, as Zaria and An'lyen were tasked with the long, uphill battle of finding An'lyen a lover. Of course, through multiple efforts, some heartbreak on the side of the half elf, and a wolf pup, An'lyen had finally found love with Zaria's twin sister, Avirin Q. Reneigh. Through their happy bond they have remained a pair for months.

And through this ordeal of the long term friends, they each had chosen is was best they become family, a bond in blood. Each slitting open their hand and sharing and mixing their blood together, forever to be renowned as sisters.

The Lord of House Felclar
With the impending war between the Duchy of Gavenstead, and the City-State, there were those within their midst who sought not to make war, but create peace for a better tomorrow. Lord Sindorel Felclar, the Lord of the House of Felclar, and the owner of the Manse de Felclar. A protectorate of Gavenstead, and a most powerful on at that.

Together, these two would take on all they could to help create peace between the two competing factions. Their work with one another questioned by most, and near kept secret from the factions. Although, this nearly seemed hopeless, as both the Duke of Alterac, as well as Gavenstead were stubborn, and staunchly refused to work with one another. Though pride and nationalism took them both long enough for Gavenstead to fall to a massive wave of scourge (for some reason). It was with this that, a sad peace could be maintained, as the factions of Gavenstead were warring with one another, and it was by the blessings of Lord Felclar that Gavenstead was purged and purified. Though, there were looming threats in the Lords own holdings.

A long lasting curse upon his family members, long trapped within another realm of vile creatures and dark intent; and they were coming to take over the world. This again brought the Lord to plea for the aid of various sects, but his pleas sadly had gone unheard. And his lands were doomed to be sacked by these mysterious and mythical creatures. Many had fallen, sadly. And the aid from Zaria would hopefully not go unaccepted.

Zaria, in an attempts to protect and save the legacy of the people of the Manse, offered the Lord the chance to move his people from the coast of the Swamp of Sorrows, into the walls of Blackmoore, where they would be protected should his house, and his lands fall. The offer was taken, and numerous individuals sought refuge within the walls of the County of Blackmoore.

And it was with this Sindorel had gone missing. Though, he had recently returned with a strange aura about him, much more impure, much more sinister.

(No interpretation of the story could do it justice; credits to Sindorel for his superb writing! )

The Dying Light
Reunited and it feels so good. Sindorel Felclar returns to the fold as the Citrine Eagle grows in power - becoming a true force of the Alterac Mountains. A plea, a request of sorts for aid as a new threat threatened Sindorel, Lady Annabelle, and their people. The Dying Light, a group of Draenei quite akin to the Scarlet Crusade. They found mercy in the death of others, and held a weapon that could be considered the ultimate mercy for all. A tool of death. These draenei did not see their beliefs as evil, no, they truly believed what they were doing was right. They would slaughter the world and claimed they saved it.

Sindorel and Zaria situated a meeting between the Eagles and the House of Ravenshield, all looking to remove this awful menace from the world and make a safe haven for those who - didn't even know what was going on. Together they stormed this weapon of destruction together, the Eagle's and the Ravenshield's, and snuffed out the the Dying Light's threat on Azeroth. Zaria hopes to further work with Sindorel soon.

The Highlord, and the Scribe
With the Citrine Eagle a mere fledgling order as Zaria Blackmoore had taken up the charge of Highlord, it was apparent the new chapter needed the proper assets to make it what it had soon later become. Along came Yoes Andra, a woman clad in priestly robes with a book in hand. Zaria at the time had taken it upon herself to approach the woman with the inquiry of her work, and she had proclaimed she had lost touch with the Light some time ago. Here was her chance for redemption, but of course not in some profound way. Zaria had offered the woman a chance to rekindle her faith, and a place to house the thirty-seven orphans under her stead. Yoes agreed, and quickly hit it off with the other members of the Chapter. A simple woman with a book in one hand, and a wine glass in the other.

Though their friendship didn't spark immediately, as Zaria had come to the assumption she was invading the Matrons space at the time, it would now seem that presumption was silly at best. It would also be noted at the time Yoes was afflicted with a bad knee, and needed a cane to walk most everywhere.

Zaria had taken note of the woman's love of books, and offered her the position of transcriber to the order, to notate Low Court and other significant events. As well as write documents. A simple and humble beginning to something superb.

It would truly be a long while before these two truly sparked, a relationship almost nearly pure business, or once again, so Zaria thought. She offered the woman home and hearth, which was accepted, and had at best coddled Yoes unwittingly, but as to why - well no one could really tell. The Orphan Matron almost felt spoiled by the Highlord, in her selflessness saying she was undeserving of such praise, but of course, that never stopped our Highlord. Though sometimes, Yoes would near equate this to being treated like a child. How could the truth come out after that? That Zaria did all she could - because she was head over heels for someone she knew little about, the one she was most curious about. The humble, the motherly, she simply found this appealing and enrapturing to say the least.

It would soon be found - the level of trust the Highlord sought with most of her Eagles, though this connection would prove to be much different than the rest. Zaria learned much of Yoes, her past, the home she had sought refuge in after the plague was deployed on Southshore. The stories of her mother and father and those they were employed under, especially her Mother. For her mother's portrait hung in the old home they had visited, with a child in arms. It could only be one person, Yoes. The ordeal had wrought the pair with despair and sympathy on the Highlords part. Who would leave someone's side after revealing such information? Who could shrug them away like they are nothing? Well, it would seem Zaria could not. Though, Zaria will always regret missing the multiple assaults on Yoes on the steps of the Cathedral of Light, her getting pushed down them... a lot.

The pair found love and - all that mushy gushy stuff that it came with. They were and still are near inseparable, when Zaria manages to set the time aside. Yoes, understanding Yoes still stands by her as an equal partner, and a outstandingly marvelous love. Zaria holds regrets for not being able to see her as much but alas, a grievance she has not yet expressed. Yoes soon gave into Blackmoore's pleas to seek out training as a paladin, and with such, Yoes had accepted the charge, replacing her robes with plate, and becoming squired under Kavid "Slick" McTash. Zaria continues to support Yoes' efforts, and the chastity stuff.

But alas presumed death has since taken Yoes, and for some reason when her name is mentioned, a large wash of regret overtakes Zaria.

Bonds Forged by Trust and Flame
A man of the Flock. One of the -first- men of the flock. The night of the downfall of the City-State, this man signed on to the Order under its original rendition of the Alterac Chapter of the Silver Hand. A man of his own accord, a true revolutionary, Halyhk Stanbridge came to find his place in the order as a mere partisan. For his faith was not only in the Holy Light, but also the shadows that cast where it was not present, and the flame. A firesworn Knight. What some might consider a heretic but, he had -great- potential. He was also quick to get the Highlords attention, introducing her to his lands of Kasia within the lands of Stranglethorn Vale. All of it was quite impressive. Even if the Lord-Captains claim to the lands may have been illegitimate. He sought to become a member of the Stormwind House of Nobles, and was swiftly declined.

His actions after? Well, they were all quite questionable to a member of the Grand Alliance. Seceding Kasia from the crown, offering the Forsaken a haven within his lands to revisit their families. But as always, he remained dedicated to the Citrine Eagle. Introducing them to a clutch of Netherwing Drake eggs, one of which Zaria cared for, a violet Netherwing named Halnaku.

It was lightly found strange that this man was even allowed within the Order to begin with, with these actions. But he was more sane than half the populous of Stormwind. Dedicated, virtuous as any in hos own regard. His actions were admittedly admired by the Highlord for being so - revolutionary.

Though, sadly, his disdain for the modern Church of the Holy Light brought him to depart formally from the Order. Though, he will -forever- be known to the flock as a true example of a Citrine Eagle.

Truthfully Yours
In a world of mistrust and conflict between the light faring folk, there was but one to break away from the shadows of blind zealotry and misguided hatreds. The one who is and always will be strong of will, and (partially) sound of mind. An Alchemist, or a 'Grand Apothecary', thrown out by the Army of the Truthful for creating something equivalent to the plague. So sinister, so devious. Yet, it was hard to tell at a glance. Sweet as can be and - frankly a dorky looking girl. Leah Beaumont appears from the nothingness and turns herself in to the mercy of the Church of the Holy Light. She was not set to die of course, they needed her for information, using her penance to their advantage - almost. She would be held in the Cathedral of Light, and Highlord Blackmoore would never know a bit about her - if not for the letter.

A letter sent asking for confession from a woman she had not even beheld in her life. But, Highlord Blackmoore was a welcoming one, allowing her to confess to her Leah's secrets, some of which she still does not know. She learned of the Blight Leah had created and how it killed hundreds, she learned of the time spent in the Army of the Truthful, and the punishment she had received. She had entered Zaria's home seeking to repent, yet the confession would go unfinished. Still it proceeds - in its own special way. But the pair, they trusted each other. Leah became keen to the Highlords kindness rather quickly, keeping Leah close for her own well being.

She wished the best for the woman, and by the approbation of Alonsus Secundus, Leah was allowed to stay with Highlord Blackmoore within the confines of Blackmoore Manor, as Zaria's protégé of sorts. Though, it is only a question of what more lies in store for the pair. Both simply clicking, slowly tearing away their fake persona's and revealing themselves, the emotional, teary-eyed selves they seem to be.

Highlord Blackmoore has also offered Leah a province within the County of Blackmoore, preening her for greatness. The great person Zaria knows she already is.

Adversity is what this pair has faced. Adversity has been what has kept them together hand in hand since a debacle with Leah being a former member of the Army of the Truthful. Together they sat and pushed through an overblown political decision in Alterac, each supporting each other to what seemed like the bitter end. If course, they still may have many challenges to face, but, no matter was, a love that has blossomed has yet to wilt, and it looks as if it never will.

Though of course there is still much for the pair to do, to see, to fix. Regardless they work together to better themselves and the nation they willingly serve. Zaria being the guiding hand Leah needs to better herself, and vice versa.

So far, they have nearly seen the world together, aside from their blatant lack of visits to Kalimdor, other than their one trip to Hyjal to attend a wedding. There is something about them that Zaria finds rather special in their relationship. She, however, cannot quite pinpoint what that certain thing is. Honesty, integrity, though touched with a bit of occasional distance between the two. Zaria, is actually rather happy with how things are going in this relationship, and it seems like it shall be her last, for it will be her eternity.

And, still, even after all this time, the pair still faces their own sets of challenges, though they are not the same as before. Much more tailored to handling problems, working matters out as a proper unit and, taking things on like a real family. As of recent, the pair had approached Rubinah, a Draenei of the Te'Amun in regards to adopting a child. They know little of what will become of these tests to determine whether or not they are worthy of raising their own child, but they are competent they will be deemed worthy by the orphan matron in due time. Leah is also working her way into formally joining the Citrine Eagle, and Zaria looks forward to her advancement in the order, and in herself.

The Quest to Auchindoun
Since Leah currently has set her sights on learning from the Soulbinders or the Te'Amun, she was tasked with a mission to prove her worth and make her eligible to enter the sacred halls of Auchindoun. Justicar Epilvik assigned Leah to find an old hologram depicting the imagery of Velen, which was lost during the raid on the Black Temple. Leah, needing some help along the way thought it was time for her and Zaria to go on an epic journey, together.

It all started in Shattrath City, where pair decided this journey was made to be taken on foot, all the way through the Terokkar forest. They had some, neat little adventures along the way, to say the least. Confronting a band of brothers who stole draenic artifacts for a living, and only finding out after one of the men was departed they had long since turned away from the Shadow Council, and simply sought to maintain their livelihood. While this was a failed chance to redeem two men, they both graciously accepted their deaths after the honorable battle, preferring to die, sadly.

The next leg of the journey brought them to the Allerian Stronghold, and although this trip there was brief, Zaria and Leah got to meet one of Zaria's childhood friends, Zanarial Dayglow. While Leah didn't take too kindly to this woman, or trust her in the slightest, this woman spunk and quick wit managed to make them a bit, happier, to say the least. She also helped them by providing them with a checkpoint on their journey, and enchanting their portal stones to take them to the Stronghold, so long as they uttered the name of the location.

Their next trip to Outland would be their last of course, finding Zanarial and having her offer up finger sandwiches to prepare them for the journey, and they were off! Trekking though Shadowmoon Valley swiftly, finding a few altercations with Fel Guard, as well as some Illidari Demon Hunters. Ultimately, they could not actually enter the Black Temple, and wouldn't risk it. Scouting out the outskirts of the area, they found a trove of old treasures, gold, gems, and most importantly, the hologram they sought! Bringing it home after causing quite a stir, they now await the chance to give this artifact to the Draenei.

Bringing the Groove Back to Blackmoore
Blackmoore Manor, a place where you would find nothing more but jive turkeys and square birds. Swingin' their hips to those jive, uncool beats, stuck in the past spitting their oldie lingo on the new generation. Momma Boss Ladies world doomed to the endless jive, a certain groovy chick would appear from the universe to bless Momma Boss Lady with her pure - awesome and everlasting funk. Her name is Ekaterine Crystalrose, but she is called Kat because she is a Kat. "Mreow!" This tubular chick met up with our Momma Boss Lady at a crackling bonfire in the Grizzly Hills. This chick had some spunk, and Zaria could tell. That same bangin' bodacious chick would soon sign into and join the Citrine Eagle to serve Alterac, and that's when everyone's world was flipped topsy turvy.

It was this groovy chick who has since shown Zaria life can go on without groovin' to the jive beats, and listenin' to those square birds. To just strut your stuff like the bodacious babe she OBVIOUSLY is.

Zaria considers Kat some of the most cherished family she has. She's unique and has since become the Highlords Squire. Together they face hardship and adversity, and the delving into the infamous 'Black Kat' persona Ekaterine takes on when she is angry or sad. Together they have built off of each other, and together they grow in the bond of student and teacher. Kat is actually closer to her knighting than she thinks, but Zaria has yet to get the oppurtunity to inform of her of that. Perhaps the first Knighting in the Citrine Eagle?

Of course, there are some issues the Squire has with her blood mother, and Zaria seeks to - delve into this in the days to come.

As of now, Kat has recently become a Knight of the Silver Hand under the Citrine Eagle. Zaria has dubbed her as Dame Ekaterine Crystalrose the Groovy, for of course, returning the funky beats and fresh grooves back to Blackmoore.

Mothers to the Matriarch
Blackmoore has seen much, experienced hardship, and likely has been forged through countless tales in her life. Yet these two, this pair that have yet to meet each other have done nothing but reassure her. Polar opposites yet - some of the best influences Zaria likely has.

A New Day Shines on the Horizon
A woman though, not the most pleasant of females. A rough and tough individual who knows no limits and strives to keep those in her stead tenacious, devoted to one cause. Through her silence spurs efforts that know no bounds, and truly shows the devotion of those around her.

The Flock she is - admittedly disappointed with. Ballinda Dayglow, a Knight of the Silver Hand, and a woman whose life has been sharpened by hardships and suffering, of course, this was her choice. A adjunct of the virtue of tenacity, wandering the world to find a new challenge for herself. With her amplification of magics through the use of the arcane, her methods are swift, deadly, and at best merciful. Though one fateful night, she chose to wander along atop the mountains of Ironforge.

A girl would be found - no more than fifteen, clearly, her feet halfway off the edge of a cliff, sobbing her eyes out and, she would slip herself off of the side. It was our fateful hero of course, Blackmoore. Though, the Dame would not allow the child to fall. Her hand gripping Zaria's wrist, hurting her as she was very blatantly frustrated. She knew from the start that this girl would always ultimately fail at the second virtue. Though, she could change that. She would be the one to save the future Highlord, and together, in a mostly wordless pairing, Zaria would succeed in becoming a Knight of the Silver Hand. Through many harsh lessons, painful punishment, blatant insults made to push her to her truest limits. Dame Zaria would arise from the ashes, no longer a girl, but of course, not as harsh as her teacher.

This of course would not last long. Ballinda's only friend, her student, was separated from her with the start of the War Against the Lich King. Both of them going their separate ways. Ballinda to the Titan City to aid the Silver Covenant and the Kirin Tor, and Zaria to work with the Argents. It was there that Ballinda would be scarred for life yet, she keeps this a secret, unless of course someone were to delve into her mind. Falling into hiding until recently.

Still the same foundation of steel that holds up the pillar known as Zaria, Ballinda and Blackmoore have reunited in a shaky situation. When her Squire needs her most, Ballinda will be there. For now, she is the Highlord's pen. An opinionated woman who expresses herself with the power of the written word who is not afraid to say what her squire would -like- to say. Though sometimes, she will go out on a limb for her own, ensuring Zaria has the best through harsh treatment of those who would threaten the order.

The True Mother of the Flock
Philiope Ladimore, a woman of the cloth, and a Mother of the Citrine Eagle. Long has the Highlord known her, since the days of the City-State, but little did they speak until the inception of The Citrine Eagle. Always soft spoken and kind, this woman has proven to be a guiding hand in all of Zaria's emotions, almost toying with them like an instrument if she so wished, and it all started with a necklace.

A smooth stone necklace, the stone that dangled from the chain blue, and it looked rather simple. But of course, simplicity was only a veil for what the necklace truly revealed. The power to return memories. Cherished memories of happy times that long lingered in the back of Zaria's mind. A vision of her birth mother came to her, and brought the Highlord to tears. Philiope was devoted of course to furthering this memory. She wanted Zaria to actually -see- her mother again, in the form of a vision, naturally. Weeks passed and the Mother toiled and struggled to piece together to materials to make this dream come to pass. But soon, she would have done it. A ritual was held in the Twilight's Grove within Duskwood, a moonwell utilized to channel the essence of the vision, and various other magics Zaria still does not understand, but of course, she would finally get to see her mother. Deborah Reneigh. She would only be there for a short time of course. A few words were exchanged as the Highlord held regrets for not contacting er sister prior to the event. But her mother reassured her that she forgave the pair for - all the nothing they did wrong, ironically enough.

Soon the vision of her mother would depart, and it was revealed that Philiope had expended too much power into the ritual. Old spells that kept her looking young soon vanished with the use of her power, and her skin aged, turning her comparably weaker. It was up to Zaria and the gang to help her restore her power, and the quest began to save Mother Ladimore!

Epolto'eras, Sha'tar (Vindicator, Born of Light)
A Highlord stood tall among her accomplishments, and an order so fair, it was missing but a few things. But, Blackmoore couldn't quite figure out what it might be. Her kin had shown utmost devotion but, there was just a single piece of the puzzle missing.She came from nowhere, Zaria hadn't even had the privilege of being in attendance at her induction ceremony. Vindicator Lunsetaa, a draenei, something completely out of the ordinary for an order of Alteraci supporters. But, now was a better time than ever to provide the benefit of the doubt. There was no apprehension upon meeting this woman. A draenei woman who stood much taller than Zaria, she was admittedly a bit intimidated by her. But of course, she seemed kind enough, and had also chosen to bring along her long-time friend Vakeer into the order, who has also proven himself worthy under the Light. But, it took this pair some time to mesh, admittedly.

How would a human forge something in common with a draenei? It would all start with long fought battles, and small campaigns within the Citrine Eagle, one of which had caused the Vindicator to become injured. Of course, it was a good time to act, some time off for the order as they celebrated their accomplishments, and Zaria had taken an interest in learning of Lunsetaa's past, figuring a woman of over 8,000 years of age had some tales to tell! And this would all begin in a bar, the Pig and Whistle Tavern, to be exact. As the pair walked in, a waiter caught them entering - and assumed they were on a date. Of course, this man sought to push them together, which almost seemed silly, as they were just there to chat! It was the start of something new of course, regardless of the waiters coaxing. It was a good start, to simply talk together about the past. But of course, the Highlord still felt Lunsetaa was holding back, if not just a bit.

Soon after their meeting, they had time to discuss squiring Vakeer to Lunsetaa, and set the basis for Lunsetaa and Vakeer to declare new Vindicators within the order. But, of course, turmoil took to the mountains yet again, a small scale situation, some of the men and women who dwell in the mountain passes going, a bit crazy, attacking each other. This investigation found Lunsetaa and Zaria looking into the situation together, which had proven to be a terrible idea, as they near met their deaths, if not for their savior, his Highness, Chester, who had ended the life of a woman attacking the Highlord. Still of course, the investigation continued, leading to Lunsetaa eventually getting shot in the knee, an ordeal which physically rocked the Highlord as the woman needed to be tended back to health. Zaria offered her home, and Lunsetaa accepted, and she had become a more known resident of the Blackmoore Manor.

Today, Lunsetaa has seen much of the Citrine Eagles upsides, as well as its misgivings, and still she braves losing her life multiple times within the order. But of course, these actions have not gone unnoticed by Zaria, who now has plans for her future within the Order. A true Champion, Lunsetaa is, even if she has yet to realize it.

Father of the Flock


The first man to stand alongside the Highlord and forever solidified the foundations for The Citrine Eagle. A deceivingly simple man with simple goals, Kavid McTash, stepping up to the Citrine banner, where Zaria would meet him, along with his latest companion, Elenora. The month of June was certainly a big month for Sir Kavid it was seem, so many new beginnings, perhaps it was his month for change. They became fast partners in work, though their moments together have been limited. They see each other as family, even looking past the mistakes and detriments of old. Though sadly they've not had the true connection that she has found with the rest of the Flock. She holds a deep respect for him and his resolute outlook on virtue, and revels in the fact that he is the Justicar of the order, the Father of the Flock.

One fateful day, this, strange disconnect they had between each other abruptly changed. On a pilgrimage from Stormwind to Uther's Tomb, the pair had taken note that - they don't quite talk as much as a friend should. It was either merely business, or Zaria stealing Kavid's children for a few hours, only for him to find they gained weight.

The same night, after the Knighting of Athena Kielsh, the pair wandered off, with the simple goal of getting to know each other.It, like always, was a bit awkward, as they had known each other so long, and worked with each other, but at least now they could say they actually knew each other, to a degree. Their weaknesses, opinions, tales of the past, talk of their teachers. She was actually, quite shocked to say the least with what he had to say, and hopes she can speak with him more in the future, more like family, and establish a real connection with the McTash family.

Honorable Mentions
Listed below are those Zaria holds, or has held a deep respect for, yet their tales together are brief.

Kaldea Crystalrose
Zaria's cousin by blood, but a bastard out of wedlock, Zaria still cherishes the new bond the two have begun to share since finding out they are related. Now operationg as the Citrine Eagle's Director of Vocations and Recreations.

Zaria Triton
Commander Triton was a someone Blackmoore took a particular interest in Triton, mostly for their identical given names. But she has found that Commander Triton is much more than just another Zaria. She has taken the initiative to hold command over the Snowcap Brigade, and Highlord Blackmoore looks forward to having a day to discuss non-business related matters with her.

Alizea Elmont
Zaria's current Squire, she used to view Alizea as a girl born into privilege due to her families considerable amount of wealth. Since then, Miss Elmonts family had been murdered and Zaria now seeks to show Alizea she can live without the handouts of her parents and avenge them by finding their killers.

Zanarial Dayglow
Zanarial is the sister of Ballinda Dayglow, and has long since known Zaria and provided her with a happy outlet to express herself in her teenage years. Zaria has since realized Zanarial is more lonely than she had first witnessed, and now realizes Zanarial needs a friend now more than ever since her return from the Allerian Stronghold.

Epilvik & Rhuua
Zaria views Epilvik and Rhuua as the perfect couple, and is always happy to speak with either of them. The Highlord normally seeks out Rhuua when she can for a card reading, yet they all usually have similar outcomes. Epilvik on the other hand is a pleasant, lighthearted man who is a breath of fresh air when he is around.

Bakuzan Burlycloud
Zaria never truly got to know the Trade Baron as a person, but believes she exemplifies dedication to those under her hire. Even if their own interactions have been brief, Zaria would still be quick to offer aid to Bakuzan, or her Company.

Aeriyth Dawnsorrow
Long before Zaria became Highlord, she maintained a considerable amount of respect for this woman, only able to go off of what she heard. Now having met and seen the Ranger-Lady in action, she was considerably happy to know her profound respects were not misplaced.

Marcus Banes DeBray
Another noble of Alterac, Marcus and Zaria met at a session of the Assembly of Alterac after his sister had been dubbed the Bishop of Alterac. Zaria was eager to provide aid to a person seeking to rebuild upon their homeland of Kent, and eagerly provided the funds and supplies to help do so. In a time of great need after an incident during a session of the Assembly that almost cause Alterac to see ruin once more, Marcus was quick to come to the defense of Zaria when ill was spoken of her without her knowledge. She will never forget that he is so much more than a fair weather friend.

Benwell Reneigh
= Physical Description = Zaria looked out to the world with a cheerier disposition, at least when off-duty. A perpetual smile crossed maroon painted lips as the optimistic woman walked with a strong and confident stride. Her skin was tan and maintained a healthy glow; its color contrasting directly with her dirty blonde hair which was buzzed at the sides and back, and kept semi-long on the top. When grown out, it was held back in a ponytail and the bangs were parted from the left and tucked behind her ear.

Most of her facial features were soft and womanly, a rounded nose with a slightly longer bridge, as well as a moderately rounded chin. But her jawline was rather defined; nowhere nearly enough to be defined as square jawed. As a matter of fact, her face was a bit on the thin side. Her eyes were a soft olive green, with small specs of ocean blue speckled within. Though, this was very hard to notice.

Her body was clearly strong and made for physical labor. A slender torso was complimented by a petite bust which sometimes would be jutted out with her chest as she stood tall. But her slender waist flared out into a pair of larger hips and thicker thighs, apparently that's where all the weight went. And for the most part, this area was partially defined.

Along the bends in her right arm there were a myriad of varicose veins that ran up her arm and slowly dissipated into her arm at around her bicep, as well as red marks and scars from old gashes and wounds.

She would always stand tall in some sort of forced fashion, all the clothing and outfits she wore seemed to hold something behind them to keep her posture straight. But sometimes when she is in regular apparel, her left shoulder dips slightly compared to the right.

Armor
Held atop her head in battle, the infamous eagle guise. Worn to show patriotism to mother Alterac, and to her order, The Citrine Eagle. A layered plate helm that is adorned with small ribbed portions to resemble the scaled plate over the rest of the armor. The eyes glow an eerie vermilion, as do the outlines along the mouth guard. The only revealed portion of her face is her chin and lips, veiled by a light shade depending on the lighting. A large citrine gem sat on the forehead of the helm, but it was dim.

Her tabard was a clean orange with black trim along the edges, and in its center a bird was depicted swooping down aside a quartet of stars descending vertically on the left side; the original crest of the Kingdom of Alterac. A series of badges adorn the tabard. The first, a silver badge in the silhouette of an eagle, its one revealed eye adorned and encrusted with citrine. Held in its talons, a small banner that reads 'Soar Together'. The next badge a a simple citrine feather, representing - who knows what. And the final one, a traditional Bade of the Silver Hand; received upon entry into the order.

Most of her armor however was a brownish-red, made up of scaled plate armor that rattled as she moved. The pauldrons were unreasonably ornate, and large gems of citrine sat encrusted within. A few were shattered and chipped, a grim reminder of the conflicts of old, and beyond. A gift from an old friend that she either lacked the time - or the funds to maintain, but more likely the former. The plated scales along the pauldrons ran into a layered set of under-pauldrons that could be separated from the other piece for cleaning and repairs. The gauntlets were also adorned with these gems, but the one on the right side was actually a button.

The greaves of the armor were layered, only accentuating Blackmoore's thick set thighs. Small plates lined each gap between these layers and contrasted with the regular brownish plate. The sabatons connected to this were also bulky, equipped with knee and shin guards. These are what clattered when Blackmoore walked.

Finally, a cloak rested on her back, clasped to her pauldrons. This long cloak was thick for the cold weather of the Alterac Mountains. Like her tabard it held a thick black trim. The crest of Alterac also decorated the cloak. For some reason, this cloak was also easily caught up in the wind.

Arms
Zaria carries a large halberd, one she decided to name Echo, as when it clatters against steel or stone, the weapon echoes and reverberates like a proper tuning fork. A shorter halberd, its haft reinforced with bands of truesteel, and the exposed bits of the haft were wrapped in a red cloth, torn and frayed from overuse, wear, and tear.

The wedge of the halberd held a pair of small shields upon it, wielded in some manner as to protect the blade that adorned the weapon from being chopped away. The blade itself? Shaped almost like an axe, aside from the gap between blade and haft, perfect for disarming an unprepared opponent. Atop the halberd, a sharpened blade, stained with blood.

Chained to her right side is a large libram which cloaked and clattered against her plated thigh, and is considered apart of her arsenal.

= Religious Views =

Blackmoore was raised by a predominantly light-faring family. While her mother and father vehemently pushed virtue and scripture on her. However, after leaving home to fight alongside the Argent Crusade, she would adopt a much more relaxed faith of the light. Still promoting virtue and the good values instilled by the teachings of the Church of the Holy Light. Although, this faith would forever be unfaltering. Blackmoore also has a tendency to be religiously tolerant, be it respect towards Titan worshipers, members of the Cult of Belore, or otherwise, Zaria Blackmoore promotes the expression of free faith, even within her chapter of the Silver Hand by incorporating a policy within ascension of Knighthood to learn about a faith differing from the orthodox teachings of the Holy Light. She believes that all faiths - while they worship differing deities, all can relate in some semblance to one another.

However, it is stated Zaria is fundamentally opposed to the promotion and practice of Necromancy. Morally, and in practice, she believes it to be unjust, including, but not exclusive to the plight of the Forsaken.

The House of Blackmoore has also quietly supported men and women of the Scarlet Crusade since the orders inception, while not Scarlet herself. They have shown continued support for rehabilitating or resurging Scarlet orders that wander the grounds of Stormwind City. = Controversies =


 * Highlord Blackmoore has recently been accused of being a sympathizer of the Army of the Truthful. While this accusation is untrue, Blackmoore did wrongly assume The Book of Flame to be a book of tenacity, rather than a heretical text.
 * Zaria once entered a baking competition and emerged victorious. Though, her opposition attempted to slander her by saying her entry of confections were store bought.
 * Blackmoore's current spouse, Leah Beaumont, is proclaimed to be a heretic by many within the Silver Hand, though this does little to detract Zaria and her love for Leah, all the while being considered crazy, or even a heretic herself.
 * On occasion, orders of Alterac outside of the Citrine Eagle consider Zaria Blackmoore a common usurper after the Ousting of Kormed Wolfheart.

= Titles and Styles =

The official style of the Highlord in common is Highlord Zaria Blckmoore. The official style as nobility is Her Grace, Duchess Zaria Blackmoore.

Her full title, rarely used is:

Her Grace, Dame Zaria Blackmoore the Lighthearted, Highlord of the Citrine Eagle, Mayor of Strahnbrad, Duchess of Astordale, Countess of Blackmoore, and Knight of the Silver Hand.

It is debated that the female style of Highlord would be 'Highlady', because there are few female Highlords to date. It is accepted when referring to a Highlord to refer to them as 'Knight', 'Dame', or 'Sir'.

Titles
· Highlord of the Citrine Eagle · Duchess of Astordale · Countess of Blackmoore · Mayor of Strahnbrad · Knight of the Silver Hand · Knight of the Kingdom of Alterac · Knight of the Iron Hills · Chief Operating Officer of Trade District Bank · The Lighthearted · Lady of the Citrine Isle · Firesworn Knight · Firesworn Archon ·

= Companions, and Items of Note =

Chester the Alterac Brew Pup
Chester is the newest and most faithful companion to Highlord Blackmoore, and is the test bed to one of her newest projects to provide the Grand Alliance with appropriate and convenient forms of relaying messages through a relatively secure field. Chester himself is merely a young pup, though an aspiring rescue dog who excels in rescue work, tracking, message delivery, light lifting, and maximum adorability. He is also the mascot for the Adopt-A-Pet campaigns.

This faithful companion has so far succeeded in delivering messages to various high ranking individuals with a proposal of the adopt a pup program that is soon to be funded by the Alterac Chapter, and Chester is the current figurehead of the noble cause. With his slobbery mouth and big puppy eyes, the project already appears to be promising, and has proven this.

With recent battles and long fought skirmishes, Chester has received a few minor battle scars. One being a wound to his right eye. While now fully healed, Chester delights in wearing a patch over his eye. Should anyone attempt to take this eye-patch, they will be met with an angry growl.

Chester managed to fight for the Citrine Eagle through the use of Growth Biscuits, patent pending. For a few weeks time, Chester had vanished and ran away from The Citrine Eagle, nowhere to be found for a few weeks time. He likely went on some grand adventure alone.

Rosa the Vicious War Steed
Rosa is Zaria's oldest a longest lasting mount. Throughout her ages, this war steed has held strong against the evils they faced together, all starting at the Argent Tournament, where she functioned as Zaria's jousting mount.Soon however, she was reequipped and re purposed, a new, sleek armor design was clad on the horses form, and now she may function as a graceful yet deadly steed built for war campaigns.

The commanding presence of the war steed invokes a strange sense of fear from time to time, its eyes masked away over black mesh. Its form clad in armor which would dictate vehement Alliance nationalism. Although, the horn protruding from the front of the steed's head, in place of its mane, is stained with blood of battles of old.

The Blackmoore Baking Box™
Always held in Zaria's pack, the Blackmoore Baking Box has become a standard of the House of Blackmoore, at least on Zaria's behalf. As the name entails, the box is used to store the various confections the Highlord seeks to distribute to the masses to sate the hunger for confections dribbling with sugar and chocolate.

This box is now new and improved since the Feast of Winter Veil. A new box was provided by Braelyn Arianith, now enchanted to constantly keep the box, and the contents inside, fresh and warm.

Rune Etched Portal Stone
A flamboyant and flashy, pretty pink portal stone to pair with the Zaria's love for pink, which has long since waned. Normally used in a pinch when someone needs to be quickly teleported away from the fray, and will always send the user, normally Zaria, to the doorstep of Blackmoore Manor.

The stone is labeled on one side:

 'Courtesy of Donovan Glypheye Inc. All damages caused by this portal stone as the wielders responsibility, and Glypheye Inc. is no longer responsible for harm brought about by said portal stone after distribution.'

#1 Highlord Mug
Held normally in her right hand in the late hours of the night, Highlord Blackmoore has long since taken to sipping coffee throughout the day. On one side it is proudly emblazoned with the words '#1 Highlord' written upon it. Otherwise, it is simply an ordinary mug, a clean with mug that was simply decorated. Sometimes a smear of her maroon lipstick could be found on the rim. Should anyone ever manage to find this mug empty, though would notice a small rune at the bottom, when the mug is filled, a portal opens at the bottom of the mug to keep the drink topped off, making it difficult for the Highlord to keep track of how many cups she has drunk in a single day. The contents in the mug are normally arabica pressed, served light and sweet (in this case, light and sweet means four sugar cubes, and a hazelnut creamer) as Blackmoore actually is not a fan of the actual taste of coffee, she just enjoys the mug that much.

Zaria's Libram
Chained to the Highlords left side is her rather sizable libram, Written in cohesion with her mentor, Ballinda Dayglow, Zaria has owned this libram for ten years, and began writing inside of it from the beginning of her path towards becoming a Knight of the Silver Hand. The book itself holds an ornately decorated covers, with a small, rounded citrine gem held in the center of the text, and looking closely into the gem, the symbol of the Silver Hand can be found. The most important parts of the book are labeled with small green cloth bookmarks. On the back of the book is a strap to hold the book, and a lock holds the book closed.Inside of the book, a multitude of writings can be found, some by Zaria, some written by Ballinda, but for the most part, many runes decorate the outlines of every page, and have been utilized in holy spell-casting in a pinch. The last few pages are anecdotes from the Knight, and her Mentor.

How it Works
The Libram is well utilized by the Highlord, as she had begin using it as a conduit to channel her powers through, and focus her own powers into specific traits. Corresponding runes within the book - when channeled, offer a boon of various traits. Speed, strength, and focus only being three of these. When one of the runes is casted, an inscription is drawn beneath the Highlord in a ring surrounding her. It's flashy and cool.

The Seals
=Miscellaneous=

Musical Influences
This section is more for fun, and it might be some songs the writer enjoys, rather than stuff that actually represents Zaria as a character, but, it's worth a shot!
 * Frequencies feat. Janieck Devy - Reality (Main Theme)
 * Ukulele - Quand vient l'amour (Comes Love) (Zaria and Avirin Theme)
 * Ukulele - Love Rest - Gracie Terzian (Zaria and Leah Theme)
 * Caffine (Coffee Theme)

Voice Reference
Zaria sounds like Grand Marshal Tremblade