Name: Rae'liel Kindreth
Race: Blood Elf
Age: 205
Description:
Rae is in an essence truly a Paladin. Wearing plate regalia and preferring to carry a sword and shield, she often swaps to the magnificent two handed mace that rests on her back. She specializes in the arts of Retribution and Protection, and as such she bears a devoutly steadfast composure. Cool, calm, and collected on the battlefield, her red hair of seems as if it were aflame during the moments where she decides to grow wings. Silhouetted by the blinding light of it, it is oft said that the last thing her enemies see is a set of glowering green eyes, burning as emerald embers while her sword swings in from on high to end another life.
Biography: Rae is a stubborn survivor, and there isn't too much else to it.
Having grown and aged through the many great wars on Azeroth, survival and strength were two concepts that she quickly was forced to become accustomed to. Learning swordplay from her father, and holy magics from her mother at a young age, in her teenage years she found herself at a fork in the road. Her mother insisted that she become a Priest and help others in need; her father begged her to become a Warrior, and savagely destroy any who would do her people harm. Rather than choose either however, she took the middle ground and became something in between.
In her eighteenth year of life, she enlisted into the schooling of Paladins. There, under precise tutelage, she would combine what she had been taught by her family and reach for even greater heights. For she had a lofty goal indeed, she wished to become a Matriarch of Paladins. An honored position at the right hand of the Kings of Silvermoon. Yet as history would unfold, fate had different plans for her indeed.
First came the betrayal at the Sunwell, and then the onslaught of the Scourge not long after. Losing her entire family in the subsequent wars as all civilization seemed to collapse around her, she fought for her people until the last possible moment and fled for her life. For it was simple, she would rather be ashamed of fleeing than being an abomination in the gaunt and haunting hordes of undead. But what was important was that she survived, alongside many others, she would eventually become a Scryer at Shattrath; where she would work under the guidance of Liandrin.
There, she would earn the honor of being one of the first Blood Knights. With such an honor, she claimed only the Scryers, a neutral faction between the Alliance and Horde as her banner. And now she wanders the land, demolishing those that her Matriarch deems their enemy.