Matiff Durthan

Matiff Durthan is a Master Pyromancer who currently works with the Magus Senate of Dalaran. A skilled engineer in his own right and spends much time coming up with some new device or weapon. Matiff was formerly a member of the Silver Hand Chapter. (( Every section is a WIP and will be expanded on ))

Childhood
Matiff Durthan was born to a simple small farming family in the Redridge Mountains before the First War came about. He was the middle child, having an older brother, Contego Durthan, and a younger sister, Saiya. His childhood was as normal as they come, he played, he laughed, he was a normal child. He and his brother even enjoy playing, pretending to be valiant knights saving the countryside from evil monsters they imaged.

Then came the First War, and the green-skinned monsters known as the Orcs brought the boy's idea of monsters in the world of reality.



Seeking refuge behind the city walls of Stormwind City, his family hid from the Orcs as they advanced from the Dark Portal. Slowly and surely the lands once under the protection of Stormwind City were taken over by the Orcish Horde, even the farmland where Matiff grew up soon was no more than a charred black patch of soil. It wasn't long before the Horde was at the gates of the city and laying seige to the walls. When the Horde made it through, the lives of both Caramon and Sayuri Durthan were both claimed by the weapons of the green-skinned Orcs. Rivers of crimson blood flowing through the streets of the magestic city.

Forced to flee on foot after not making it to the ships that everyone else had seemed to make and having overheard that Lordaeron to the north was untouched, the three siblings went northwards through the forests and through enemy territory. Their smaller bodies making it easier for them to sneak by the Horde encampments. However, luck wasn't with them since they didn't get far before they stumbled across a small Orc raiding party on Worgs that was ransacking homes along northern borders of Stormwind City. The brothers escaped the grasping hands of the Orcs while their younger sister, Saiya, was captured. Not wanting to just leave their sister, the boys tracked the Orc party down, only to watch as their little sister was bound by the orcs, having already been stripped down and raped, before being burned alive.

After having watched Saiya's death, the very sister they had promised their parents they would keep safe, the boys had no choice but to keep heading north. Afterall, what were two boys to do against those monsters, let along a group of them? Turning their feet northward, Contego and Matiff slowly made their way through the forests and wetlands of the Eastern Kingdoms with heavy hearts. Burning rage fueling the heart of one while thoughtful retribution shone in the other.



Upon reaching the kingdom of Lordaeron, unscathed after the devastating scene they're witnessed with the Orc party, the brother's split. Contego deciding to follow his childhood dreams of being a knight, turning to the path of the Holy Light and the way of the Paladin. Contego seeing that divine retribution and redemption was the way to save his sister. Matiff, however, saw differently. He saw that path being one of unsatisfied vengence, of order and rules, of mercy. Filled with rage and loss, Matiff sought out a different path and eventually heard of the mages of Dalaran and their immense powers. Immediantly, Matiff set down the road to the city of magic to study and learn the arts of magic.

The Path of Revenge
Upon reaching the magical city of Dalaran, Matiff immediandly took up studies. Excelling in manipulating flames while not doing do well when it came to commanding the powers of the icy cold. His ability with arcane was average at least, he tended to be just slightly better with them than most young apprentices.

But even this was too slow for the hate-filled boy. His eyes watching as he struggled with spells, and watching as other struggled with spells over and over again. He saw old men, Archmages in their own rights, seem to gather dust as they studied ancient tomes which were even covered with a thick layer of dust. It was during his time here that he first came into contact with another mage by the name of Kira Frostheart, and while he avoided the mages, he still very briefly saw her from time to time.



Taking his own studying to the libraries in search of hidden powers just awaiting to be unlocked, Matiff spent months searching the extensive libraries of Dalaran. His search leading him through many tomes, a lot of which made no sense to him at all, a few he understood bits and pieces. That is, until he ran across a few books that held information on demons, that's all it took to peak his interest. Gathering up his things from his room, and taking a few of the books with him, Matiff left the city of magic.

Leaving the city of Dalaran in his footsteps, the young boy took his belonging across the kingdom of Lordaeron. Studying the old tomes and learning what he could during his travels. The young boy seeing everything the kingdom had to offer before his feet carried him into the snowy mountains of Alterac. Entering the town of Strahnbrad, Matiff had the fortunante luck of running across another who had taken to studying to darker arts of magic. Taking the young boy in, the lady of the house took him as her student.

By the start of the Second War, Matiff was content learning from his new mentor as the human armies of the north marched southward. Never casting a spell, Matiff merely watched and learned as his teacher showed him the basics of demons. He stood silently by as the Lady summoned a few minor demonic races into their realm on Azeroth, each spell increasing the knowledge of both the teacher and the student. Both learning from each magical spell woven, each demonic rune carved. Matiff remaining silent as he witnessed rituals and sacrifices, helped in the creation of potions to enhance one's magic potency so he could keep learning from the Lady, who required the potions to work her magic.



Towards the end of the Second War, Matiff and the Lady both prepared to summon her greatest work yet. A project that she had been working on since before Matiff had even become her student. She wanted to summon a Nathrezim and fully control the demon in order to learn more from it. All the spells and potions had been leading to this moment. Drawing the required summoning circle and runes upon the ground, the Lady started the summoning as Matiff, a young man at this point, stood there watching the ritual take place.

However, Matiff's luck turned against him as the demon proved to be too much for the Lady. The young man watching the battle of souls between the two, his teacher stiff and unmoving from the sudden mental assault before the demon just seemed to vanish. When the Lady turned to face Matiff, he immediantly noticed the crimson red eyes glowing where they had once been hazel. As soon as their eyes met, crimson staring into sage, Matiff felt the Dreadlord's mental assault as the demon attempted to take his body and stiffened, focusing solely on the battle between the two.

To his advantage, the Dreadlord had been weakened by the summoning, and even further weakened by the battle between him and the Lady. But even with that, the mental combat seemed to last hours as they each took turns attacking and defending. Matiff fully aware that his life and his soul were on the line here, not to mention his vengence on the Orcs.

After a long while, Matiff was able to push the demon back and stun him in mental combat. Then, by combining the teachings he'd learned in Dalaran and with the Lady, he suddenly caused his teacher's body to ignite in ravenous flames. The flames eating at the body of the older woman until all that was left was a pile of ash upon the stone floor.

However, Matiff did not come out of his battle unaffected. During his mental fight with the Nathrezim, at the moment he gained the upper hand, he was able to preen knowledge directly from the demon's mind, gaining an additional boost to what he knew and gaining a bunch of information that made absolutely no sense to him. But ever since that fight, Matiff's normally sage green eyes shone a brilliant amethyst color.

After recovering in the house for a few days, the young man left to resume traveling, this time across the known world as he set out to sort all the information he had gathered from the mind of the Demon.

Then came the Third War, to which Matiff barely noticed other than having an easier time casting his demonic-based spells. His feet carrying him through forests and deserts, mountains and plains, every terrain on both the Eastern Kingdoms, and Kalimdor, he traveled. As the young man came to unravel the knowledge he had suddenly gained, his powers and abilities started to increased quickly.



It took a long time before Matiff had sorted out everything he'd gained from the demon. And by that time he'd missed out on a lot, for the reopening of the Dark Portal had just happened by the time the young Warlock became aware of what was happening in the world. And immediantly, he understood what an opportunity the Outlands presented, unknowing that he was being drawn there.

Battle for a Body
Outlands, there was not a single place better for furthering his studies of demonic beings and the fel. Matiff quickly fell in love with the place and developed a particular interest in the land of Shadowmoon Valley, especially around the Hand of Gul'Dan.

However, what the young Warlock did not realize was that he was a vessel for the demon who he'd fought against when he was younger. The Nathrezim having stored a part of itself within Matiff's body, leeching off his power as he continued to grow even more in his own. Fully intent on taking the young man's body for himself.



At first, Matiff had no issue with anything and never noticed any issue as he kept up his studies and kept up growing in power. This lasted for awhile until his spellcasting started to grow weaker. Over time magic became hard for Matiff to even summon forth, his spells even seeming to 'stutter'. Full of worry that he might not be able to avenge his sister as he believed was right, Matiff traveled to the city of Shattrath.

Seeking council from the Naaru while keeping his intentions hidden, Matiff learned of the demon within him, acting as a parasite would to its host. The Naaru told him of the dangers and informed him how to remove the demon through an exorcism.

Local Draenei Paladins gathered together to aid the young man, despite him being a Warlock. His soul was in jeapordy and that's why they all gathered. Circling Matiff as he laid down, they all raised their hands towards the human as sigils of the Light shone above their foreheads.



Hearing the demon's cackling in his mind, and feeling its growing presence over his body, Matiff allowed the Light to do its work. And hearing the demon's screams of agony was plenty of a reward for the very pain Matiff was feeling himself. The pain only getting worse as the demon was purged from his body before it all suddenly stopped as the Draenei lowered their hands for their weapons as the demon took form before them all, only to be stopped as Matiff told them all that this was his fight to conquer, his fear to Master.

Weakened from having his powers leech by the very being in front of him, and from the recent exorcism, the young Warlock stood before the demonic being. His amethyst eyes glowing faintly, calmly as he was ready to give his life for this and was at peace with that. The only plus side being that he knew the demon was also weakened from the workings of the Light.

The battle went on for hours, all under the supervision of the Paladins who remained nearby while also staying out of the fight. The very fight very nearly costing Matiff his life on more than one occassion as he became more desperate to truly defeat his foe. But in the end, the victor was the utterly exhausted Warlock as a carefully placed chaotic bolt of fel flames, fueled by rage and desperation, slammed into the Nathrezim and sent him back into the Abyss for good.

Peaceful Hunting
Having freed himself from the demonic parasite that had been dwelling in his body, Matiff finally had proven to himself his true strenght. While utterly exhausted and drained from his fight, Matiff spent the follow few weeks gathering information on that Orc party who killed his sister while he recovered from the fight. Unknown to the world at large, but the Warlock released many eyes of Kilrogg into the world, primarily focused around the Orcish city of Orgrimmar and the surrounding lands.

Ten orcs to gather information one, ten to track down and take his vengence on for everything he had lost. The young man was quite excited to finally be able to exact his revenge. As the weeks drove on, the excitement only grew as he devised how to properly do it, finally deciding that it was only fair to burn each Orc alive, making it as slow and as painful as he possibly could.

And finally, the first name came in, then everything about him followed. Immediantly, Matiff set out to the northern Barrens to confront his target.

Finding the Orc now living on a small farm, having retired from military service, the young man took him by surprise as he took giddy joy out of capturing the older green-skin within his own home. Binding the male up before Matiff took his pleasure from fully explaining what was going to happen to the Orc and why he was doing it. And before long, Matiff's amethyst eyes reflected the flickering of the flames that ate at the Orc's skin alive, his ears deaf to the yells of torment.

Shortly after Matiff returned to the city of Stormwind, he found the city was under attack by legions of the Scourge as the traitor prince, Arthas, reemerged back into the world. Lending his manipulation of the fel flames to the defense of the city, the Warlock hopped on a ship as soon as the Alliance went to war up in Northrend.



Matiff soon found himself at the front just for the mere joy of watching the Scourge get reduced to ashed from his spells. He witnessed the atrocities at the Wrathgate, where he watched the Forsaken turn on their own and killed hundreds from their own Plague. He shortly afterwards was part of the group that invaded the Undercity to bring the traitor to justice, fighting alongside King Varian himself.

Then Brann Bronzebeard sought to delve deeper into the titan prison of Ulduar. Eager to learn more, and interested to see the Titan's engineering, as he had taken to engineering himself, Matiff volunteered and left for Ulduar and spend several months merely in exploration and study.



That is, until he recieved more information about another of the Orcs from the raiding party. This time hailing from Stonard in the Swamp of Sorrows. Relying on longer ranged spells, Matiff simply set the Orc's hut on fire from a distance and watched as he came running on ablaze.

Returning the the Kirin Tor city of Dalaran, Matiff spent a lot of his time living a generally peaceful life during the events in Northrend. The magical city made people seem easier to accept people, even a Warlock. This kind of life softened Mat just a bit, which led him to return the books he had so long ago taken.

Then the seige of Icecrown Citadel, and while Matiff wasn't there for the death of the Lich King, he still leant his powers and abilites while also dealing with a third member of the raiding party, this one participating in the Horde's own assault on the Citadel. The Horde left wondering why one of their warrior's cots was filled with ash after a night of quiet.

A World Sundered
The peace and serenity that Matiff had gotten accustomed to was shattered with the coming of the Aspect of Death. The Cataclysm and the coming of the Twilight Cult suddenly had people turning their backs on the Warlocks they had come to tolerate during the previous times. Mat suddenly found himself without many of the acquaintances that he had made, and back to being alone once again.



Then the call came down for aid as the Twilight Cult sought to reduce Mount Hyjal to ashes, a call that Matiff answered. Packing up his things from his home in Dalaran, he went to the front lines once more, this time turning his fel flames against those that made everyone turn back against him. Slowly, but surely, Matiff began to regain some trust, especially with the other defenders of the Mountain.

Where as other chose to move on after Hyjal was recovered, attention shifting to the other various regions where the Cult had sprung up, Matiff remained at Mount Hyjal, his attention turned to the fire elementals. Studying the different of power from those elementals that came directly from the Firelands compared to those that sprung up from natural sources of fire.



As the defenders of Mount Hyjal then took the offensive, laying siege to the elemental plane of fire and the Firelord, Matiff leapt at the chance as he had when the Outlands opened up. To the surprise of many, his fel flames were devastating against the soldiers of the Firelands as they corrupted the very being of the elementals, fire hawks, giants, and many others. Only the Druids of the Flame providing much of a fair fight against the growing Warlock.

The Siege of the Firelands ended with the final death of Ragnaros, to which, Matiff was present for after being among the invaders. His work finally done, the Warlock left Mount Hyjal as armies were readied to respond to the Twilight Cult laying siege to the Wyrmrest Accord in Northrend.

Having been on good terms with the dragons of the Accord during his previous ventures to Northrend, Matiff felt at ease as the armies drove the attackers back. As he watched the airship come down and load up to give chance to Deathwing, Matiff volunteered to remain behind and clean up what Twilight forces had been left.

Least, that’s what he told people, in reality Matiff went on a small trip to the Twilight Highlands to kill a certain Orc who had wronged him and his sister. This one he took his time, closely turning each limb to ash while keeping the Orc alive as long as possible. The death of another of the party putting his count up to four out of the total ten.

As the Twilight Cult was put down, Deathwing killed, and the forces of evil once again taken care of, Matiff went back to his studies. His focus purely on his growing skill in engineering as he started to use his spare time to craft exquisite rifles, starting a small side business.

The Fel-Lord
As the mists opened, revealing the continent of Pandaria, along with the Wandering Isle, a new race emerged, but also more war between the Horde and the Alliance over the people and the new land. As such, the scouting band from the Alliance went to the land of Pandaria, along with many heroes and adventurers, Matiff being among them as well.

The Warlock lended his power to Alliance forces as he ventured through the new, unique land that had opened up before them all. Quickly learning of the Sha and the danger that they possessed, while fully understanding that war was coming. That battle hitting a small peak within the Jade Forests, which ended in the manifestation of a Sha, but also the death of another raiding party member as Matiff met him upon that very battlefield.

In time, Matiff was inducted into the Order of the Cloud Serpent as an honorary member, despite being a wielder of Fel, he soon quickly started to make friends with the Pandarian people. Even being considered a friend among the Shado-Pan, being granted one of their armored tigers mounts to accompany his black Cloud Serpent.



Then a summons came to him, calling him down to Krasarang Wilds as the Alliance naval fleet drew near. Thus, the beginnings of Operation: Shieldwall and the true war against the Horde started. Matiff, again, lended his control of the fel flames to obliterate the Horde forces on missions he was given. Orcs, Trolls, Tauren, Forsaken, Goblin, Pandarian, Sin’Dorei, male or female, if they fought under the red banner of Garrosh’s Horde, they were nothing more than dust already to Matiff.

It was at this time, however, that other friends started to come into the Warlock’s life. Starting with a young, pregnant woman, who befriended him, despite what others said about what robes he wore and spells he wove. Shortly after that, the Paladin who accompanied the woman around, also became one of Matiff’s friends. The two becoming known to him as Feleina Naylor, the young woman, and Josaelius, the Paladin who stayed with her.

Time kept flowing, and the relationship between the three became ever stronger, especially as Matiff started to develop feelings towards Feleina, who was the first woman who ever gave him a chance at anything normal, even if it was a friendship. Nevertheless, Matiff told her of his growing feelings on a trip to show her the lands north of Stormwind, in an attempt to show the girl the world and increase how she felt towards him.

His dreams of normal shattered outside the gates of Quel’Thalas as she firmly rejected him due to the fact that she had started to see Josaelius, and her parental guardian, Thomas Hohenheim would've had a serious issue if she started to see someone like Matiff seriously. The rejection sending him back into his own darkness, leading to a more violent Matiff whenever he appeared upon the battlefields of Pandaria. On more than one occasion he was forced to leave before the manifestation of a Sha occurred.



Matiff’s darkness led him to grow in his own power, reveling within the fel and finding home within the corrupted lands of Shadowmoon Valley. His studies turning solely to the fel, augmenting his own powers until very little in the Valley could withstand his wrath. Whispers among the small towns of the Horde, Alliance, Aldor, and Scryer telling of a man wrapping in dark robes with fel green runes that the very land itself seemed to beckon at his call. Matiff became a Fel-Lord in all rights.

Battle for a Soul
Then came Delillah, a misguided young woman who had pledged herself to the service of Sargeras. Immediately, the woman set her eyes upon Father Melchiz and anyone else who wore the colors of the Clergy of the Holy Light, including Feleina Naylor and Josaelius. Needing someone who was purely innocent in all forms, Delillah turned to Feleina’s unborn child, forcing Father Thomas Hohenheim to frequently move her about under the care of Dilan Alexander Ravenshield II Ravenshield, Josaelius, and Matiff.

Fearing for his friends’ safety, Matiff sought out more power and spent a lot of time within Shadowmoon Valley, seeking a way to unlock more potential from the fel flames. The ambition for more power quickly caught the eye of Delillah, turning her attention to him as she sought to corrupt the Warlock to convert to her side. She offered him everything he had ever wanted, revenge, love, more power, anything he craved she was willing to give. All she wanted in return, was what power he had brought to the table.

Luckily, Matiff turned the offer down, staying at the sides of his friends. His flames turned against the minion of Sargeras as he fought to defend Feleina many times. All the while, his powers grew to the point where he started becoming very sensitive to the powers of the Light, his own powers turning him away from those he protected.

Growing to the point where Matiff couldn’t even come near the Cathedral of the Holy Light in Stormwind City, nor even Shattrath City in the Outlands, Matiff spent even more time in Shadowmoon Valley. Unknown to any of his friends, Matiff was being plagued by whispers within his mind from Delillah, and then later by Sargeras himself. The whispers slowly driving the man mad day by day until he finally sent letters out to his friends, a last act of free will to keep those he cared about safe, telling them all to stay out of Shadowmoon Valley, or risk death by his hand.

Dilan answered the call, risking his own life to bring Matiff around. Despite Matiff throwing his numerous demonic allies at Dilan, he fought and took them down one by one before removing his helmet that protected him from the heat and fumes created by the Hand of Gul’dan. The simple act causing the Warlock to pause and help the warrior put his helmet back on in order to keep his friend alive.

Father Thomas showed up next, almost triggering a fight between the Priest and the Warlock as words were tossed back and forth over the threatening letter that had reached Feleina, despite Dilan’s pleas to both of them. However, fate had a different turn. Josaelius and Father Melchiz Tzedeck arrived just in time to prevent any further actions between the two. Melchiz explaining quickly that Matiff was being plagued by whispers from both Delillah and Sargeras.

As the whispers got worse at that very moment, Matiff was forced to kneel down, cradling his head as he tried to stop the whispers himself. This presenting a perfect opening where Father Thomas and Father Melchiz started to perform an exorcism on the Warlock, pouring the Holy Light into the man’s corrupted body. Matiff fought back against it for a time, but was overwhelmed by the strength behind Thomas’s powers, Matiff basically blacking out at that point, although it looked as if he’d just tensed up and froze on the outside.

Inside his mind, it wasn’t so different, mostly completely void of thoughts of emotions at this point, the Holy Warriors sent into his mind by Father Thomas were greeted by the sight of a young, black haired girl who seemed to just be entering her early teens. Guided by the girl, who eventually revealed herself to be the spirit of Saiya Durthan, the Warriors were led to a dark, twisted spot within the Warlock’s mind. Pure rage, torment, and corruption flowed freely from that black hole, normally kept in check by Saiya, herself.

Charging forward, the Holy Warriors leapt into fray. Saiya standing back, watching with a grin on her young lips as she knew what was to come, but knowing her brother could take it. She gave Thomas one warning, that without the corruption and fel to sustain him, Matiff’s addiction to fel could very well kill him in time.

As the fight ensued within the mental space of the Warlock, Dilan, Josealius, and Father Melchiz decided it would be best to move Matiff someplace safe where he could rest. Deciding on Shattrath City, where Delillah couldn’t reach him. Placing Matiff’s inert body in a bed at Aldor Rise, the trio watched over him before both Dilan and Josaelius were surprised by the arrival of Feleina, who had come to see what was going on. Intercepting her, Josaelius kept the young woman away from Matiff just as the Holy Warriors tore through the corruption and banished it completely. Matiff’s body convulsing as he yelled out in pain, scaring those within the room before he went silent.

Father Thomas arrived shortly afterwards, explaining to the group what had been down and what was going to happen to the Warlock. The Priest coming up with the idea to have Matiff tap into arcane sources, much like the Sin’Dorei do, in order to keep his fel addiction at bay until such a time that he got over it, or found a new source to hold back to greedy curse laid on his body. Calling upon a mage friend of his, Father Thomas arranged to have Matiff teleported from Shattrath City to Dalaran, where Matiff would be closest to sources of arcane, and the ley lines.

Redemption
Waking from his purging, Matiff found himself confronted by a deep burning sensation, writhing in pain due to lack of Fel. That is, until Aurion Dawntreader gave him an Arcane Crystal, the Paladin having stopped by to check on the former Warlock. Seizing the Crystal, Matiff extracted every bit of Arcane energy from it, easing the hunger for the time being.

After speaking with Aurion, and later on with Father Thomas, Matiff uncovered his situation and began to take actions to wean off the addiction slowly over time. First, it was simply that he’d spend most of his time in Dalaran and only venture out once in awhile for a brief amount of time. But as time went on, Matiff slowly learned to tap directly from the ley lines around Azeroth, this allowed him to venture out more.

It was during this time that Matiff decided to pick up the sword play that him and his brother use to do as children. Picking up the blades once more, the former Warlock found himself soon loving it and truly enjoying using his swords, duel wielding two of them together.

More time passed, and Matiff’s situation seemed to be getting better. Due to this, Matiff bought himself a ship from a couple of goblins in Gadgetzan. Naming her the Adamantite Heart, Matiff started his work upon the ship while spending time with his growing friend, Aurion. It wasn’t long before the two were very much like brother to one another, and shortly after that, Matiff used what gold he had to buy a frigate for Aurion to take command of. It was that night that Aurion and Matiff first dueled against each other. The victory was Aurion’s to take, due to Mat’s inexperience wielding the blades, unlike Aurion. However, both the men sustained a few cuts to the hands. Their bond growing as close friends, then shook bloody hands after the duel, laughing as the occasion and the duel. Matiff and Aurion promising each other that they would keep dueling as a friendly rivalry, give them both something to strive for throughout life.



Saying his goodbyes to his blood brother, Aurion, Matiff set out on his own for awhile. Taking the Adamantite Heart on several voyages around Azeroth, especially down in and around Pandaria. However, this gave Matiff time to find himself once more. No longer did he have a burning hatred for the Orcs, his sister Saiya paid his visits in his dreams and that suited him just fine. Along these voyages Matiff fashioned himself a gold bracelet, which he wears on his right arm, that not only serves as a way for him to shape shift from mortal form to the form of a Sandstone Drake, but it also helps to keep Matiff addiction at bay by constantly keeping Matiff charged with a small amount of arcane. The addiction never fully going away, and is impossible to fully rid himself of.

Taking his studies up once more, Matiff rediscovered his way with a more natural magic. The teachings from his childhood in Dalaran coming to use as he started to manipulate the will of flames. Growing quickly is power due to his former expertise, Matiff now considers himself a Pyromancer who combines flames and swordplay.

The Silver Hand
After a few months of sailing the seas and transporting goods all around Azeroth, Matiff finally returned to Stormwind City. His green eyes looking over the city in a whole new light as he looked forward to seeing his friends once more.

However, the light dimmed slightly when the only friend Matiff could find was his blood brother, Aurion Dawntreader. No news of Feleina Naylor, Josaelius, Father Thomas, Father Melchiz Tzedeck, or Dilan Alexander Ravenshield II reached his ears. Turning back to the Adamantite Heart, Matiff set about working on small engineering projects and his side business of crafting guns. Aurion and Matiff spent much time together off and on, the Paladin telling his tales of the Order of the Silver Hand and the blue tabard he wore.

Intrigued by the Order, Matiff expressed his interests and concerns to his brother, who gave him the answers he needed and have him time to think. After signing the paperwork for a new frigate, the Might of the Maelstrom, to be his, Matiff approached Aurion and was inducted into the Order as a Partisan.

Donning the blue tabard of the Silver Hand, Matiff spent most of his time doing what he had before, working on guns to sell, engineering projects to unravel, and outfitting his ships with modern weapons superior to those standard given to military vessels.

Shazia's Plague
That is, until the Plague came to Stormwind City. Lending what aid he could, Matiff had his ships going across Azeroth most of the time to help supply masks for the population of the capital city. Meanwhile also attending to any bodies of the deceased, burning them with his flames.

It was Aurion who told him everything and brought him deeper into the plan. Learning that the mastermind behind the Plague was a woman known as ‘Shazia’ and that she had a necropolis heading down to either Ironforge or Stormwind, Matiff requested to be informed of the necropolis’s location, wherever it would be sighted. The pyromancer offering his ships’ firepower to aid in bringing the floating citadel down.

To his very surprise, it was also at this time when Matiff saw Feleina Naylor for the first time since his return. Delivering a crate of fresh masks to the Clinic set up outside the Cathedral, he saw her once more in the midst of all the chaos. Keeping his distance, knowing the last thing between them was a death threat letter, Matiff pulled away from the woman he had counted on as a friend at one point.

Preparing his two ships for combat, Matiff spent his time developing a new shell for his mortars to use. A type of shell that would detonate before hitting the ground, raining down either a payload, or more explosives, onto a large area of space. Hand making each shell, he tested the new weapon as he waited for word of the necropolis.

Finally, word reached his ears by attending a meeting, giving the Captain one full day to get everything ready. And having just delivered his final crate of masks, checked out and inspected by Warlord Naza, Matiff thought he’d have an enjoyable evening on what could be his last night in the land of the living. Then word spread through the Silver Hand that the woman called Naza was a traitor to Stormwind City and was fighting alongside Shazia. Immediately recalling his masks from the last shipment, Matiff almost got it done in time, however a few slipped past his reach. The masks, dosed in the plague by Naza, had been distributed throughout some of the populace. Matiff spent the rest of the evening trying to get the masks back before the necropolis arrived the next day.

Failure met Matiff as the next day, a small number of citizen contracted the plague, not all of them making it to the Clinic. At the same time, the city came under attack by the forces of the Plaguebringer, Matiff casting his ships off to wait near the coast line. Giving Gnomecorders to the leaders of the city defenses, Matiff stood on standby, waiting for any call for fire support.

Those calls never came, the forces of the Grand Alliance holding the attackers at bay and defeating them just as the Necropolis appeared through a massive amount of clouds over the city. As the citadel appeared, the infiltration force headed into the floating city of the dead, requesting Matiff’s firepower to distract those inside and also to remove the shields of the mobile base.

Firing all guns, the Captain unleashed his weapons upon the citadel, cannon and mortar fire flying over the city of Stormwind to collide with the shields of the necropolis, putting a beating on them. Minutes past, nearly an hour before the order to cease fire came, the shields having been shatter underneath the constant assault. Pulling both of his ships farther out to sea, Matiff watched as the necropolis started to crumble and fall before it was destroyed.

Light in Darkness
Inspired by the victory, and the part he had played in it, Matiff approached Tenevus Stromheart with a propositon. Offering his ships and naval skills, Matiff offered the Silver Hand a naval force, in return, Matiff would be able to keep working on his engineering and whatever he wished for the most part.

With the proposition approved, the Silver Fleet came into being. His brother, Aurion Dawntreader, even offered his ship to the growing naval force. The same ship Matiff had bought for him months back, the Leviathan. Immediately, the pyromancer set about designing another class of ship to add.



Then once more, Matiff ran across Feleina in the most interesting of ways. Attending the vow ceremony of a new Aspirant, he ran across her once more, and to his surprise, she approached him. It didn’t take long for the spark between them to rekindle, friendship blossoming between the two once more. From her, Matiff found out that Josaelius had disappeared right before the Plague, without any word of where he’d be or how long he’d be gone. He also found out that the Clergy of the Holy Light had basically left Feleina and took her Clinic away from her as well, on top of the loss of her unborn child.

Taking the young woman under his wing, he started to lead her out of the darkness she had found herself in. All the while staying on top of his duties as his and Feleina’s friendship starting to turn into more. Escorting her to Tenevus Stromheart’s wedding, they shared a kiss, and that sealed their fate. The Grand Master also proclaiming that Matiff was now Admiral, during his wedding.



Happy with the new promotion, and finally having his feelings for Feleina be returned, the couple’s feelings only grew evermore as Matiff led her fully out of the darkness. The night he did, Matiff took her aboard on of his ship, lowered himself to one knee, and asked for Feleina Naylor’s hand in marriage, to which she accepted.

Weeks passed until their wedding, the two spending most of their evenings together since he ran the fleet, and she ran the Medical Society for the Silver Hand. But finally, the two were joined together as one aboard the Adamantite Heart, with Aurion providing the service. The two exchanged their vows, and their rings, before a majority of the Silver Hand, and friends from outside the Order.

A Covert Operation
Married life suited Matiff, and life went on smoothly. While the war for Pandaria continued down in the southern hemisphere of Azeroth, the Admiral turned his attention closer to home. Working steadily on the Silver Fleet harbored in the city of Stormwind, fully knowing that soon the war would stretch off of the southern continent. The thought striking home when Grand Master Tenevus Stromheart declared that he’d be leading a group of the Order of the Silver Hand over to Kalimdor to begin to put pressure on Warchief Garrosh Hellscream.

With the announcement, Matiff kicked into overtime on his work. Bringing in a new ships for the Silver Fleet, the Prometheus, a Carrier-class warship that holds a fleet of Gyrocopters within her large belly. And, to make it so the ship didn’t have a bite of her own, the engineer installed the large arcane cannon that had been in the works. A collaboration between Matiff, a young woman named Anjali, and Arcanist Saeiter, the arcane cannon was built by the three and has been successfully tested.

Then news came along that Sir Dilan Alexander Ravenshield II has been captured by a unit of Kor’Kron elite during an expedition in Pandaria. The same man who had come for Matiff back in Shadowmoon Valley was now captured, possibly dead. Dilan, who is also Feleina Naylor's adopted uncle, was an important figure to the couple. Bringing the news before the Order, a rescue attempt was put into planning.

Leaving during the later afternoon with several members of the Order, including Lady Crisana Swiftsong, Lady Scarlet LeClaire, Feleina Naylor, Sir Damond Osrana, and a few others, they all set out towards the Thousand Needles. The plan was to dress as pirates of the area and escort a valuable person to the Orcs to infiltrate the camp. From there, they were to locate Dilan, free him, and escape while causing as little bloodshed as possible.

Using Matiff as the prisoner since he could maintain his Flame Ascendant form, and knowing the Horde’s want for more power, the Admiral was cuffed, chained, and escorted through the Dustwallow Marsh towards the Southern Barrens. Nothing complicated the plan, and the group made it to the camp just as the Kor’Kron were leaving after setting fire to the tents and killing most of their prisoners. Searching the campsite as Matiff controlled the flames, the rescue team located Sir Dilan and freed him from the bonds that held him.

Battered, beaten, bleeding, and in need of serious medical attention and rest, Dilan was provided a quick healing by Feleina in order to get him on his feet so they could escape before any of the Orcs may have come back. Gathering their strength, the group made their way towards the coast of the Barrens where Matiff has stationed the Might of the Maelstrom, from the Silver Fleet, so they could make their way back to Stormwind City with all possible speed.

Upon return, Sir Dilan was welcomed back with open arms from the Order, even receiving a welcome from Grand Master Stromheart before Dilan began his recovery.

Kalimdor Campaign
Like most of the Silver Hand, Matiff was deployed to the continent of Kalimdor when the Alliance answered the call of the Horde rebels and declared full on war against the city of Orgrimmar. Leading the Fleet, the Admiral turned to be an invaluable asset in the initial landing of the Silver Hand's forces.

Things went well as day after day, the Pyromancer was tasked to lead mission to further the cause of the Alliance. Volunteering for combat-oriented missions, Mat was given a rare chance to fully open up on his fire power.

During the Campaign, his beloved wife, Feleina sustained several injuries. The injuries provoked Matiff's rage and drove him to do things without thought or remorse, as a result, he started taking injuries of his own.One such injury was the loss of his magic powers due to a magical artifact that a Garrosh-loyal Orc had.

With his magical powers robbed of him, Matiff spent more time with his wife, a much need action for the war had strained their relationship. Still, he continued to aid the Order that had given him so much, lending his combative skills when needed, but primarily taking to the sea. That is, until he discovered that his magical half was in the fiery heart of the Firelands.

With Feleina by his side, the couple ventured into the plane of fire. There, where Ragnaros use to rule, was Matiff's anger and rage manifested into an image of himself. There, the two Matiff battled for dominance over one another. The battle nearly cost the Admiral his life, were it not for the spirits of his family that jumped in to save him, giving him the strength to control and wrestle in his fury that had controlled him for so long.

Post War
Following the defeat of Warchief Garrosh, Matiff took it upon himself to seek out the remaining members of the raiding party that had killed his younger sister so long ago.

Finding them within the burning city that was left of Orgrimmar after the siege, Matiff went against his nature and gave them a chance to come peacefully. At first, none of the five did, but after a small bout of combat where Matiff proved to be superior, three of them submitted to him. The other two reengaged the Admiral, and over a small amount of time, were reduced to piles of charred bone and ashes as Mat took the three into custody.

Marking the end to a life-long quest to seek revenge for what had been done to his sister, Mat took to the sea as he aided the Alliance in bringing home all the supplies, armies, weapons, armor, and massive siege engines that had been brought from the Eastern Kingdoms.

For two months, the Admiral was at sea as he did his duty to the Alliance. By the time he finally returned home, the Silver Hand's Chapter in Stormwind had changed from when he was last with them. The changes made up his mind to return from his position as Admiral of the Fleet and focus more on himself. His wife had left the Order to Kul Tiras, where he found her about a week after his return.

Two weeks after his return, Feleina gave birth to the twins that she had long been carrying. Davrin and Saiya Durthan were born into the world during a trip to the Caverns of Time, a place that held good memories for both Mat and his wife.

Present Time
With the birth of his twins, Matiff's focus turned to his family. However, Matiff was a man of action. He had to be doing something to be content. Pursuing an old goal from his childhood, he sought the mages of Dalaran in an attempt to finish the training he had abandoned as a child. Not only was he accepted into Dalaran, but the Magus Senate of Dalaran took him under their wing to train in the magical arts.

Due to recent events involving his wife and their relationship that deteriorated, Matiff had the marriage declared invalid and annulled. Days later, he met with Feleina when she returned to Stormwind. Seeing her brought pain to Mat more than a dagger as what was now his ex-wife stood there and listened to the truth of things. It wasn't until Matiff had told Feleina that there was someone in his life who had been there for him whereas she hadn't been that ended the conversation. The young Priestess walking away from Mat before anything more could be said between the two. Little did Mat know that it would be the very last time he saw her. A few days later, word reached his ears the remains of Feleina's robes had been found, torn and bloodied in the surf of the city's harbor. Mat is currently planning a memorial service for his ex-wife.

It was during this time that Matiff designed and commissioned the creation of a new ship. Using his own funds, he had the design patented and built by the shipbuilders of Stormwind. With the ship now completed, Matiff held the naming ceremony for the mighty vessel before sailing away under the power of its engines, heading in a southern direction. However, he was called away briefly to Dalaran, summoning by Commander Vanidicus Alexander. This was the moment in time where Mat was offered the position of Captain of the Guard for the entire city of Dalaran, having proven himself worthy of the position and their trust. A position that Matiff accepted shortly after being offered it.

With his new ship, Matiff led an attack on an island in the southern seas that was being used as a base of operations for pirate activities in the area. After fighting through the night, Mat and his volunteer forces gained the upper hand in the battle and took the island from its criminal occupants. Claiming the island for the Alliance, Matiff was granted it as his land to rule and watch over from its capital city.

With an island to rule over and people to watch over, Matiff was kept quite busy between Ambros Island and the Kirin Tor. Lending his magical might to them when a Cipher of Damnation was taken from the Dark Iron Dwarves by the Twilight Cult. With the world endangered once more, Mat, and the Senate, followed the cultists through the four elemental planes over a course of a few weeks. In the end, they were successful, the cultists plans being stopped while the Cipher founds its way into the vaults of Dalaran. Relations between Mat and the Dark Irons improved, for they had disliked and despise him for what he was.

Then came the attack on Starfall Village in Winterspring, home to Kira Frostheart. This time, Mat left to help take the village back for Kira, only to end up being captured in the process. As the Senate forces neared, Mat managed to free himself and aided in destroying the Twilights responsible for laying siege to the town.

Since then, relations have been improving as Mat's attitude, which has gone downhill and sour, reversed itself. Meeting once more with his friends and loved ones, things seem to be back to normal for him, only to be met with a declaration of love from one who he had been waiting to hear those very words from for some time.

Relationships
Aurion Dawntreader -- Matiff blood brother and one of his most trusted friends on Azeroth. They met shortly after Matiff's exorcism and were quick friends, frequently dueling one another to test each other's skills. The relationship Mat shares with Aurion is one that Matiff refuses to forsake, instead backing and supporting his friend any way he can.

Feleina Naylor-Durthan -- The former wife of Matiff. The two were married for some time, having been friends longer than any of his other friends. Mother to both of Mat's children, their marriage was declared invalid after the relationship fell apart, despite all they had been through. Much to Matiff's regret, Feleina killed herself after awhile, this action alone caused Mat much sorrow and regret, and haunts him to this day.

Dilan Ravenshield -- One of his other most trusted friends, Dilan and Matiff's relationship was tested when Dilan confronted a nearly corrupted Mat and came close to losing his life to Mat. But due to his sacrifices and their friendship, he was able to pull Mat from his darkness. The two still are great friends to this day.

Mister Screven Sloan -- Formerly the Lieutenant of the Silver Hand's Order Guard, Screven proved to be a steadfast and loyal ally and friend to Matiff through several fights. The two men share many ideals, and both have great respect for the other.

Lady Kira Frostheart -- A fellow member of the Magus Senate of Dalaran, the young dragoness and Mat formed a relationship rather quickly, something that surprised them both. Having had similar falling out with loved ones, the two have almost become inseperable and tend to spend much time in each other's company. Recent times have proved that the two care for one another as both have told the other how they truly feel.

Ramallen Shadesbough -- The Detective and Matiff worked hand in hand during Shazia's Plague, working together to bring an end to it. Since then the two have found a respectful friendship, each willing to aid the other. Ramallen even fought along side Mat during the Kalimdor Campaign against the former Warchief, Garrosh Hellscream.

Raistlinn Greywhisper -- A fellow Ascendant, Raistlinn was the one who gave Mat the idea to go after ascendancy. Having known each other since his days as a Warlock, Raistlinn was one of the few people who took Mat for the good man he was, and not for whatever power he wielded at the time.

Lady Shalise Durthan -- During his time in the Order of the Silver Hand Matiff met with many people and befriended tons. Here, he met the young Priestess Shalise and is the reason she ended up joining the Silver Hand. The two maintain a close friendship and she has been adopted into the Durthan name.