Full Name: Bellesta Tyrenea
Race: Kaldorei
Homeland: Born in Ashenvale, wandered, mostly known around the steeps of Hyjal.
Age: Younger than she thinks she is. Older than most peg her as.
Height: 7'2'
Build: Muscular only begins to describe it. Bellesta is built like a monster, broad-shouldered with thick, long legs. She appears like someone who could barrel through a wall with ease.
Hair: A mess. Long and white, braided, knotted, woven, and otherwise bound around precious stones, animal teeth, feathers, leaves, you name it. Bellesta sees her hair as a trophy case, showing off the things she's killed, and this considers herself better then.
Eyes: White and glowing, like most women of her race. If one looks closely they can see her pupils are slitted.
Distinguishing Characteristics: Aside from her mane of hair, Bellesta is covered in scars. Most are concentrated on her shoulders and back, and they remain when she shifts in and out of form. There are simply so many from varied sources, few would assume a singular injury happened. Her nails are pointed and yellowed at the tips, teeth similar. Right ear is mostly gone, ripped off at the very base, leaving ragged edges mostly hidden by hair.
Philosophy: The tenants of Omen: The Packs that cannot survive against the tides do not deserve to live. Survival of the pack is by any means necessary, nature has no laws of honor or duty. Strength is in numbers, the pack is above the individual. The fittest rule by whatever means they see fit.
Death and life are nature's only unmoving cycle. Undead are a perversion of this cycle and must be destroyed.
Flesh is power. Consume the flesh of worthy enemies to honor their passing and strength, and take it as your own. The heart of an enemy is the greatest trophy one can consume.
Personality: Bellesta is fiercely protective mother-bear of a woman. She lives with a pack mentality (as mentioned above) and looks down upon those who she feels are weak. She reserves a special hatred for weak women, specifically ones who rely upon men for their standing or self-worth. As such, she tends to disagree with most human nobility and its philosophies. She also tends to be fairly racist towards humans as a whole, finding most short-lived, annoying, and weak.
Bellesta is also infertile, and due to her overactive 'mother bear' instinct, takes great sorrow in this. She tends to make exceptions for children, even if she knows she should not. A young orc who's parents she just killed would likely be spared, even knowing the child would grow up to seek her death later on.
Job: Bell tends to hunt her own food, fashion her own armor, and tend to her own needs. Odd jobs every now and then for gold, but she rarely does anything 'specific.'
Hobbies: Bell is an avid leather skinner, tanner and worker. She enjoys working new leather into her armor from enemies she's slain, using her skills to preserve pieces of enemy flesh for actual practical use. She's a passive and social drinker, but rarely gets drunk. Fiercely religious, much of her free time is spent in quiet meditation, communing with Omen.
Biography: Born with her twin sister, Bellesta was told her mother died at birth to let them live. The news never shocked nor saddened her when she was young, she was raised by a very kind and elderly druid in her mother's stead. Enamored with his ability with animals and their forms, Bellesta wanted nothing more than to do what he did. However, age claimed her caretaker before Bellesta had even neared her coming of age. Her sister left with a huntress to begin her own training, Bellesta made her way to Moonglade to seek druids.
In Moonglade, Bellesta was rejected for training, having no real ability of her own. Distraught and directionless, she wandered the edges of lake Elune'ara before hearing the whisperings of a spirit.
The spirit was named Darmane, and she had once been a druid. She spoke to Bellesta as a mother would, coaxing the girl into hearing her out. Darmane promised to teach Bellesta how to become a true druid, following the teachings of the Claw. Desperate, Bellesta agreed and let the spirit bind to her.
Darmane was a cruel mother, her teachings were not for the light hearted. She molded Bellesta as she grew into a feral shapeshifter, having her live in the wild with animals, hunting for her meals, and fighting to survive. Growing up knowing that every day she survived was a victory shaped Bellesta's views of the world and people in it.
During her training, Darmane spoke more and more to Bellesta of Omen, her patron, and that she would someday pass her title onto Bellesta, that of Omen's dreamer, his Bloodbeast. Eventually the time came for Darmaine to pass, and give her title on... however she was rattled by the loss of the world tree, and refused to release her chokehold on Bellesta. She insisted Bell simply wasn't ready to lose her guidance.
And so, with a violent spirit still attached to her at the core, Bellesta ventured into the world and learned about humans and dwarves and other elves and how to actually be social and that the definition of friend is not 'someone you don't eat' but 'someone you eat other people for.'
Currently Residing: Wherever she falls asleep.
Important Relationships:Riders ('family), Belathenia (sister), Rederik (brother), Pathis (Ex-lover, likely eaten by her) Feliche (current lover), Omen (worshiped)
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