Vythriana D'lanastion

The Fall of Quel'thalas
Once a High Elven mage studying alongside the many magi who joined Prince Kael'thas at Dalaran, Vythriana was given holiday from her studies in the magical city to witness her sister give birth to the first son of an important Thalassian scholar. While visiting family and friends in Quel'thalas, the renegade prince Arthas launched his siege on the city.

The three sisters of Vythriana were accomplished rangers under the command of Ranger General Sylvanas

Windrunner, all daughters of a wealthy nobelman who made his fortune in the silk and saffron business, and Raenyl - fresh from the maternity ward and against the advice of the nurses, rushed to defend the Elfgates.

Caeiryn, the youngest of the four girls, was the first to fall to the scourge - being raised as a banshee and forced by the will of Frostmourne to continue the assault on her people.

Baelray, twin to Raenyl, fell to a group of ghouls - distracted by the post-labor pained cries of her sister.

Raenyl was frantic with grief after watching her twin fall, she loosed arrows recklessly into the army of filth - screaming curses in the Thalassian tongue even as a hideous abomination pierced her belly with its meathook and dragged her into the horde.

Vythriana herself was among Quel'thalas' magi, channeling the essence of the Sunwell and using their power to try and re-secure the Elfgates against the tide of undead ravaging the city. Upon the battlements, the magi scryed away at crystals and Vythriana watched her sisters fall beneath her, the last wave of rangers being pushed farther back into the city.

The emotion and anger Vythriana felt helped secure the safety of half of Quel'thalas, and as the army approached the Forbidding Sea, a sense of relief washed over her; Arthas' army could not cross the sea and reach the Sunwell, it was a journey only made possible by the ships in the Thalassian fleet.

The relief soon soured in her mouth as King Anasterian Sunstrider was slaughtered by the rogue prince, and the runeblade Frostmourne made a path of ice towards the Isle of Quel'danas. The defenses around the Sunwell were lax, it was all concentrated in Quel'thalas - no threat was ever imagined to have such capabilities. Arthas fouled the Sunwell, reanimating Kel'thuzad as a lich - the corrupted Sunwell energies raced through the ties to the magi and scarred them deeply - They would become tainted.

Vythriana was grief striken at the loss of her family, the Sunwell, most of her city and almost all of her people. The corrupted Sunwell energies that fused with her stirred behind all the agony, but she used her magic to lift fallen structures off of survivors and start rebuilding the city.

That is...until news of Dalaran's destruction reached Quel'thalas. Kel'thuzad and Arthas ravaged the city, slaying Archmage Antoinidas and taking the book of Medivh. Kel'thuzad used the book to summon Archimonde, who razed the city to the ground.

Vythriana exploded on the inside, the taint she suppressed from the Sunwell's energies was overflowing and she spiraled down into the dark arts through the haze of grief and anger at the monumental loss of life for her people.

Return to the Capitol
Vythriana spent the past years studying in secret - never paying much mind to the conflicts of the Horde. However once Dalaran was revealed to be in Northrend, she spent almost the entire duration of the Icecrown Campaign disguised as a Pyromancer within the City of Magi and studied fiercely. When Arthas was defeated and the Lich King intrusted to the will of Bolvar Fordragon, Dalaran returned to being a city of study and not a neutral safe-haven on the warfront. Vythriana returned to Quel'thalas around the time an end was put to Deathwing, and sought up with the Bloodsworn due to shared ideals.

Within the first month of her joining the Bloodsworn, she rose through the ranks and quickly earned the title of Corruptor of the Domain of Shadow. There, she earned the ire of a prominent Magister, and caught the eyes of the Blood Knights Drethin D'lanastion-Bloodfury, Faldorus D'lanastion and 'Telranil' Forte XVIII D'lanastion.

Blood Knights
Her initial plan was to explore things with Drethin D'lanastion-Bloodfury, but circumstances always placed the two far apart. Vythriana met the Praetor's son, Telranil, while the regiment occupied the Isle of Quel'danas. She quickly grew to appreciate his combat prowess and took it upon herself to insure the personal safety of the Praetor's heir.

When the regiment returned from the Isle of Quel'danas, Justicar Faldorus D'lanastion enlisted the help of the Duke Telranil in wingmanning a date with Vythriana. She agreed and shared quite a few drinks with the Justicar, making him recount war stories to her. Faldorus admitted to having feelings for Vythriana, but shortly then the city fell under siege by a small group of Alliance. She was not yet The Corruptor, and the Justicar ordered that she stay inside the inn as he tended to the threats. Heavy with alcohol and exhaustion, she fell asleep before he returned.

The Duke and Vythriana talked on many occasions; He would come to her with problems pertaining his father, and she would listen and give him council.

When the time came for the Bloodsworn to pack up and venture to Outland for an entire month, the regiment's first encampment was at Falcon Watch. There, Telranil spoke to his Half-uncle twice removed, Tyetus, about marrying Vythriana. His proposal caught her quite off guard, but she accepted.

Throughout the campaign in Outland, a tumultous relationship between Vythriana and the Justicar took place as she was made more aware of his feelings for her. She thought it best to wait in telling him of the engagement until they had reached their destination; the Stormspire in Netherstorm.

Unfortunately her reveal did not go as planned when they arrived at the Stormspire. The Magistrix Velindrael discovered a rather unusual ring while gathering Talbuk meat and inquired about it over the comm system. Vythriana, being curious of relics and baubles, asked to see it. The Duke spoke up about how Vythriana would have all the rings she desired soon enough, and Faldorus understood immediately.

Vythriana attempted to seek the Justicar out, to explain things, but he would not have it. Events escalated, and Faldorus kissed her infront of Telranil - prompting the Duke to issue a warrant for his head. She managed to diffuse the situation, portraying rage where she only felt sadness - and forced an apology out of the Justicar. After the incident and in light of the threats to her person - along with the three-thousand gold bounty on her head, Vythriana convinced the Duke to approve of Faldorus as her personal guard, "For the love he bears me cannot be bought."

Shortly after that incident, Knight-Lord Drethin D'lanastion-Bloodfury resigned from the regiment without a word spoken to her.

Telranil was viewed as an unfit heir by his father, for numerous open acts of homosexuality - sometimes infront of his wife and her bodyguard. When the latest boytoy of the D'lanastion heir came along, Fenuviel as he was called, it was among a practice dueling session to prepare for a grand tourney - the ultimate prize being the title of Prince among the D'lanastion monarchy. Telranil began to kiss the rogue infront of Vythriana and Faldorus, after a duel of their own, and it was then that the Justicar sought out the Praetor upon a private comm line. When he returned it was with the Praetorian authority to arrest the Duke D'lanastion. Anger was portrayed on the part of the Duchess, anger and outrage at the arrest - but it was all a facade. Deeper, Vythriana was maliciously glad his exploits were through, and her honour restored.

Eventually, Telranil was executed for treason, among other things, and the Corruptor found herself engaged to Prince Faldorus. A happy occasion, and their days together were wonderful and kind, but with that engagement came Thalassian Customs, where both the bride and groom engage in separate acts of debauchery, greed, gambling and such as a final reminder of the singular life. As a noblewoman, Vythriana had to choose a man (other than her fiance) of the D'lanastion monarchy. The options at the time were Rendri Tarin'dor-D'lanastion, a feminine homosexual, Syrissor D'lanastion - a man engaged to another ranger named Aisha, or her Praetor.

Forte D'lanastion XVII sat in his office, no more a pinnacle of Sin'dorei embelleshment than the man himself was at 6'7" with a brutally scarred countenance that would deter more women than it'd garner. The Duchess D'lanastion stood before him in the Corruptor raiment of spiked pauldrons adorned with the skulls of gnomes and infant children, waiting to be addressed to give her answer of choice. The Praetor casually poured a drink, prolonging the awkward pit in the woman's stomach almost as if on purpose - but he had no idea. That was, until Vythriana told the man it was him, thence choking abruptly on his drink and spilling a fair bit upon his tabard. She should've laughed, would've if not so terrified of the gaunt man. A recently minted woman, with a virginity lost not longer than a fortnight ago to her ex husband, the Corruptor wondered what was in store for her to take such a massive Sin'dorei warhero into bed.

Needless to say, the Thalassian Customs were upheld - and then some. The Praetor and Corruptor began to spend more and more time together, under the guise of strategic meetings and political discussions. A secret romance blossomed between the two whilest Vythriana remained engaged to Prince Faldorus, never having set a wedding date. Forte wasn't used to the idea of being handsome to one, and Vythriana wasn't used to not being coddled and padded with foam to prevent any mishap that would put her in danger, abruptly ending the engagement with Faldorus the moment she had a reason to; His neglect.

During the regiment's stay in Outland, the Duchess began to be hunted by one Annexious Bloodfury, aggressively seeking information as to the Bloodsworn's purpose upon the space rock. Unfortunately for the Bloodfury Templar, his mount could not keep track of Ban'dinoriel's impressive speed as they danced about Draenor - Vythriana never settling the regiment in one place for long before Annexious was ontop of them once more. Staying ahead of the man for the remainder of the expedition was a chore but nonetheless accomplished, yet the advantage of the Firehawk's blazing speed was removed when the regiment returned to Quel'thalas. Not a day into their return, did the Bloodfury wait, before cornering the Duchess into answering a few questions that were deftly stonewalled into witty retorts and redirected into queries of her own. Eventually, the large Blood Knight took her seemingly fragile, marble face into one of his large hands and hungrily kissed Vythriana - Such a trespass did not go unpunished, and the Corruptor exploded outward with a torrent of felflame that singed his casual cloth garments. She motioned for Ban'dinoriel to return from the clouds, mounted the fiery elemental and sped away in anger.

That was not the last she saw of the Bloodfury, for Annexious trespassed the one place the Duchess thought herself to not be come upon by any other than her kind - the Sanctum. Lord Felscythe was furious, aiming his goblin gun at the man and demanding he leave, but the Lord Bloodfury had brought backup and insisted he speak to Vythriana. Seeking for no blood to be spilt and viewing this conflict as her own fault, the woman agreed and followed Annexious to Tyr's Hand - where further questions were asked. They were stonewalled, dodged and redirected as usual, when the Blood Knight abruptly dragged her to her feet, pulled her close and began an intimate dance. Once more Vythriana broke away, leaving the building for a neatly parked Ban'dinoriel and speeding off as he shouted up for her to return.

He did not resign the efforts of romance, even in the knowledge that Forte D'lanastion XVII entertained her fancy - approaching her out of the blue one day to give the Duchess a Bloodfury signet ring as a sign of his courtship. Annexious Bloodfury happened upon the Duchess after she had interviewed a candidate for the regiment, dressed in a garment of purple silk with solid gold drapings faceted with emeralds, bearing bangles of many origins and other riches of her house as to not frighten the applicant with her usual attire of skulls and spikes. Such afforded her no luxury of exploding outward in another burst of flame, for what she wore wasn't tailored with such in mind. He smiled at the advantage. They spoke briefly, Annexious making his desires to have the Duchess be his wife and bear his children known before the Lord Bloodfury gripped her into another violent kiss and encased one of her thighs between the plated digits of his hand with a grunt. The actions sparked outrage, and Vythriana snarled at the man, pulling from his grasp as best she could before signaling for Ban'dinoriel to squish the plated behemoth. Seeing her actions, the Bloodfury withdrew, apologized profusely and departed in haste.

The Corruptor gave the ring to her Praetor, explaining all of what had transpired and what he had said. With no remorse possible, Forte D'lanastion XVII drafted a letter to Varaste Bloodfury - Annexious' wife, asking for her to please keep the man from "speaking to my fiancee about how he wishes to wed and impregnate her." The tact was so lacking that Vythriana found it hard not to laugh, despite feeling rather sorry for the poor Lady Bloodfury. The Duchess handed the signet ring to her Praetor, an item that seemed to anger him more than the talk of impregnation did - thus he wordlessly crushed the massive ring into bits of gold and silver with a gauntlet before tossing it into the sea.

The First Marriage
She gifted the Justicar her gold necklace in thanks for his service, before her wedding to the Duke. During the ceremony, when the option to object was opened, Faldorus briefly opened his mouth but decided to hold his tongue. Vythriana was appointed as the Duchess of House D'lanastion, as well as a D'lanastion. Her tribute to her new husband was the battered hilt of the runeblade Quel'delar. Telranil reforged it and now wields it.

The Duchess became with child nine days into her marriage to the Duke, they were suspected as twins. The pregnancy was planned to be announced the day of the tournament - in honour of the previous Dominus, but events came about that were unforseen.

During a training session, Telranil made out with a male rogue by the name of Fenuviel, infront of Vythriana and Faldorus. The action was directly against the Praetor's commands to cease all homosexual acts - and thus he was arrested by a very, VERY angry looking Justicar. Praetor Forte XVII D'lanastion appeared and stripped Telranil of his titles, disowned him and dissolved the marriage.

It was after the Justicar had imprisoned the Former Duke that the Praetor informed Vythriana that she is now engaged to himself - becoming Praetura. The idea of marrying the Praetor shook and terrified the Corruptor, her denial that this was possible falling upon deaf ears. Telranil had filled her mind with such stories of his father; that he crushes the life from his wives for entertainment, stripped, flayed and impaled those pregnant to be put on display in his throne room. She retreated to her chambers, cursing at her stupidity and will to marry.

A Prince Rises
The day of the Tournament was at hand when Praetor Forte XVII D'lanastion informed Vythriana that they were no longer engaged, and that he found a loophole within the laws. Instead she was to marry the Justicar, which was a welcome substitution - but she was still tenative at the concept of marriage. To her surprise, Faldorus bested all at the tournament flawlessly - save one loss to the Former Duke, and claimed the Princeship and coin that was at stake. She became officially engaged to the Justicar, who also took up the title of Knight-Lord.

Telranil, in a cell, vowed to reclaim his title and his wife - even hinting at coming to blows with Faldorus. Seeing this, Vythriana sought out to equip the Justicar with Quel'serrar to even out the advantage Telranil had with his runeblade. With the exchange of threats of violence between Telranil and Faldorus, at the bars of the Ex Duke's cell, Vythriana put herself inbetween them and threatened both with a nice handful of fire. Things calmed down, but the stress of it all, and her exertion, caused her to miscarry outside the cellblock.

The day that Faldorus grasped the hilt of the High Blade, was the day that Drethin Bloodfury showed up at the Stormspire - making it known of how he wished to court Vythriana. After an argumentative back-and-forth between them, Drethin Bloodfury stormed off with a promise to return.

The Second Exodus
There came a day where the crazed Magister Dawnpride began to draft those off the streets of Quel'thalas for the Horde's warmachine. There were riots and protests in return, and thus Vythriana witnessed the Rage of the Bloodfuries once more as Lord Annexious Bloodfury barreled towards the Magister - threatening to rend the man limb from limb. Eventually, he requested his own people to restrain him and lead his pack to Blood Knight Hall.

Vythriana informed the Praetor via Scrying Orb of the happenings within the city, and thus she was ordered to deliver a message to Lord Bloodfury personally. Knight-Lord Faldorus and Andranul Starflare attended her to the Hall.

Whenever Annexious Bloodfury's name is brought up to the Corruptor, the first image to come to mind is not him screaming at the Magister - merely him sitting on the floor in the Blood Knight Hall, surrounded by fragments and splinters of a bench he had just crushed.

The message was delivered unto Lord Bloodfury, just as a personal courier to Vythriana arrived with a letter. The letter had copies all over Quel'thalas, with a regal border and fine golden print:

CITIZENS OF QUEL’THALAS!

He stands as a revered idol amongst the barbarians which revel within the tempest storm known as the “Horde ”; a tyrant, a savage, and now, he who murders your own at the will presented due to selfishness and greed!

As our kin hath been taken before by tragedy and recklessness, history shall repeat itself; for now he sends courier to scream for the death of more of our beloved brethren in a campaign built to fall!

'''Preaching supremacy of a faction which has no moral, no capability to defend its own – as thousands are slaughtered due to carelessness and an indefatigable thirst for blood, we are remorsefully reminded of the gruesome fate which several of our forefathers hath endured. No more – no longer shall we stand idle within the face of Garrosh Hellscream’s attempts to bring an unstable force to the brink of ruin, as it has settled against the edge beforehand. He sends your own in the street, crying for draft and to sacrifice more of your own; he revels in the thought of expanding his vast armies, calculating each to abide to a moral code which has all but failed those that serve and inevitably die beneath it. Honour, glory – “Lok’tar Ogar”? They speak of compassion, truth and victory – they are worth, nor capable of any of these.'''

'''Our debt hath been repaid, my kin. We are a nation that must stand together once more, and come to terms with the fate that shall beset our small populace should we conform to the tyrannical rule of a moronic sovereign.'''

We must rise as one – the strength of a nation is found within the beating hearts and within the rage of all those that reside within its provinces!

'''We must revolt – for what may be brought other than the extinction of our people, the Children of Blood? After such war, who shall see to the causalities of our own – who shall redeem and avenge the names of those before them, IF THERE IS NO FUTURE LEFT TO HOLD WHOM MIGHT?'''

THE TIME FOR OUR PEOPLE IS NOW, SIN’DOREI!

TAKE CHARGE – WE MUST BEGIN OUR REVOLT AGAINST A BLACK-BLOODED MONSTER!

RENAMED IN HONOUR OF YOUR FALLEN; DO NOT LET A MAN CONTROL WHAT SHALL BECOME OF YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR HOMES, AND ALL ELSE WHO WOULD BE FORCED INTO A WAR-MACHINE THAT HAS BEEN BUILT TO FALL!

THE HOUR OF BLOOD DRAWS TO A FINAL COMPOSITION!

FOR YOUR PEOPLE, THOSE WHOSE MEMORY CANNOT BE FORGOTTEN NOW!

FOR SOLELY, QUEL’THALAS!

-

There was no delay in action; Lord Bloodfury rallied his house to fall back to Bloodfury manor, and the Praetor ordered Vythriana to rally the regiment and prepare for immediate departure. The line of thought among the two was the same: It would only be so long until the Kor'kron guard began to round up any Sin'dorei Supremacist groups in regards to the letter posted.

Annexious Bloodfury invited the Bloodsworn to stay alongside his own at Bloodfury Manor, but her orders were clear. The Corruptor gathered the Bloodsworn, ordering the release of Telranil into the custody of the Knight-Lord. Vythriana explained the situation infront of Blood Knight Hall as the Bloodfuries departed, instructing the Astral-Walker Velindrael to open a portal to Shattrath; Thus began the Second Exodus, Sin'dorei once more turning to Outland for salvation.

Vythriana turned over command to Knight-Lord Faldorus, as Lord Bloodfury waited for word outside the Shepard's Gate. On her way, she was set upon by rogues - their knives tore through her Hawkstrider which eventually died later that night. Bloodied and torn, the Corruptor reached the Bloodfury army at the same time the Magister did. His ire turned upon her once more as words and shouts were exchanged, and Vythriana called over her communicator for a summons out of the situation before it escalated.

The Duchess has kept a journal of the events to transpire, including that day and every day henceforth.

The Corruptor's Chronicles
Vythriana's journal was in no way grand, or guarded. It was of simple leather, embossed with a double-headed phoenix. Over time and the events that transpired, it grew bloody and scorched. She managed to keep it clean, but the roughly-treated cover was just a taste of the grim tales inside. An unknown number of the regiment has read it. [Click to read] The journal was thence lost upon her arrival to Pandaria, no further entries were made.

The Fury of the Exiled
Three days into the Second Exodus, Vythriana received word from a contact within the city - one that had promised her a great gift upon the settlement of a Sanctum matter. The great gift waited tethered outside the Sulfuron Spire, an armoured firehawk - the phoenix of the Firelands. The Corruptor tentatively approached the creature, showing it the lava ruby enclosed with the letter - this action brought the elemental bird to a calm appropriate enough for Vythriana to climb upon the armoured chassis that contained it.

She flew the beast back to Outland - to the Sanctum of the Stars for the introduction of the great beast. It was this day that the Magister attacked her in the encampment, the ultimate test of what the firehawk could do in the aerial battle; her Verdant Spheres combined with the Firelands Phoenix in battle formed her most commonly recognized appearance.

After their victory, Vythriana decided to give a nickname to the creature - fairly certain it has an actual name within the Firelands. She chose Ban'dinoriel, which translates from Thalassian into 'Gatekeeper' - a nickname that gained its merit through defending the regiment multiple times from that point on. Vythriana chose to grant Ban'dinoriel a title, drawing it from the exile of the Highborne and the beginning of their nation - How against all odds they prospered in creating a kingdom superior to all.

And thus, the great firehawk is known as Ban'dinoriel, The Fury of the Exiled.

Bloodsworn Blood Spilt
In an act of surprising treason, Syllastus Sunstriker assaulted the Corruptor. The fight itself was long and gruesome, ending in a horrific death.

Vythriana's spells did little against the Ebon Knight, who absorbed and countered most of them with relative ease. Thus she absorbed two of her Verdant Spheres into arm-glaives and used the third to shield her bystander subordinates.

For the Corruptor to step into the melee was a resort only used in certain situations. Syllastus fought back with his dual-runeblades, but made the mistake of attempting to grip her with unholy tendrils to bring her in. Vythriana used this to her advantage, and paired the glaives together as a spear - flying at the man with his own force. The power of the Fel-blades shattered the runeblades prepared to block, and drove into his chest a great deal.

The Ebon Blade rolled onto his back in feigned surrender, and signaled for his drake companion in the skies to lift him up. As he retreated into the skies, the woman clad in crimson and spikes lifted her staff to the sky - it ignited with a fierce blaze and formed into a pointed tip. The motion also called Ban'dinoriel down from the skies, and with a scowl upon her perfect, marble face, she hopped upon the creature and persued the Ebon Knight.

Vythriana D'lanastion is a proud warlock, trained and taught in the art of slinging magic from afar. Those on the ground were not prepared for what they saw from their beloved (and feared) Corruptor. She chased the drake, and the wounded man who rode it, into the clouds. Farther and farther the two went, but Ban'dioriel was much faster than his companion, and soon closed the great distance gap. Vythriana lowered her javelin to be thrown from her shoulder, and stepped to stand upon the seat of her fiery companion. With a cry of anger, the woman leapt from the saddle and the item flew from her grip to burst through Syllastus' chest cavity - the man toppled from his drake and fell to the earth with the item still inside him.

The Corruptor was also falling at staggering speed, and used her shadowy influence to transform herself into the embodiment of the Hand of Gul'dan. She hurdled through the sky as a shadowy meteor, leaving a trail of purple smoke behind her, until finally landing a few feet from Syllastus' body and her onlooking regiment - leaving a very attractive crater. Vythriana yanked her javelin-staff from his corpse, and slung it across her back with a slight look of exhaustion gracing her features.

Fenuviel found a note upon Syllastus' body as a cold breeze rushed through them all. --Vythriana (talk) 15:06, December 14, 2012 (UTC)

Death
On October 9th (2012), Vythriana D'lanastion returned to Firewing Point atop the colossus Ban'dinoriel to settle matters with the local Sunfury. There, she was set upon by five Spellbreakers - rendering her magics as the Corruptor useless and severely weakning her. All the Duchess had at her disposal was the signature flame javelin and massive firehawk, and she utilized both well.

A Spellbreaker with a bald head was the first to fall, crushed between the molten plated jaw of Ban'dinoriel. The second, one with white, long hair (that reminded her of her beloved Praetor) was impaled with her javelin. As Vythriana moved to pull her weapon from his chest, another Spellbreaker with a scar down his face, bashed her in the head with his shield. The Corruptor was thrown to the ground, defenseless, and the more bulky of the five shoved his spear through her chest.

With anger and grief in her heart, knowing that this was the end of her tale, the pent-up Fel energy inside the Duchess began to violently combust. Her final moment was spent incinerating anyone nearby and leaving a nasty, fel-green crater, the Blood Knights in the plate were burnt crisp in the white-hot metal shell they wore. Ban'dinoriel remained unscathed, and as the light went out in Vythriana's eyes, the creature was freed from its servitude.

Upon receiving news of her death, Traveliena Sunstalker - the Sungazer lawyer, delivered upon Vythriana D'lanastion's Last Will and Testament. The items and owners are as follows:

'''The golden pocketwatch that Vythriana always had about her person, that belonged to her father. Inscribed with the initials A.S on the front, and with "I love you Ann'da - Vythy" written on the inside - '''To Forte D'lanastion.

A dead lava ruby, once used to summon Ban'dinoriel - long since returned to the Firelands - To Khorias Dawnshield.

A compendium of legends, various mythological texts and old maps - The Duchess' collection on beast and treasure lore - To Isam D'lanastion

Shaza-kiel, the Soul-Blade Vythriana leant to Fenuviel Heartsong during a torture session - To Fenuviel Heartsong.

The ornate, curved and golden blade the Duchess always wore - To Khaine Bloodrend.

One of her Verdant Spheres, pulsating in a semi-dormant green glow - To Faldorus D'lanastion.

Ten thousand gold coins - To Rendri Tarin'dor.

Konnar's bejewelled bangles - To Velindrael D'lanastion

Resurrection
When the time came for Quel'thalas to breathe life back into the Lady D'lanastion, it was upon a dire hour. The Divine Bell was hidden with in the city, and a spark threatened to ignite the Kirin Tor against the Horde - and the Sin'dorei for their part in the creation of the Mana bomb that destroyed Theramore.

Isam D'lanastion's spirit bear was an essence of the very woman it was named after, and using such a manifestation of a soul, was utilized with the power of the Sunwell to repair her corpse and return the soul. Faldorus, Isam and Hassian transported the naked warlock to the Firelands, filling her in of the tumult that has happened in her absence.

Entirely submerging herself in the lava surrounding Sulfuron Spire, a piercing cry broke the air of Mount Hyjal as Ban'dinoriel raised itself from the lava - with the warlock clad in her Corruptor raiment and wielding the fiery javelin with a mad cackle.

Upon Forte D'lanastion's return from undercover work within the Alliance, their close romance resumed and she was raised to the throne of Imperatura aside him - also taking on the mantle of Princess of the D'lanastion Monarchy.

In the Fields of War
Vythriana is no stranger to violent conflict, having put an end to three adepts in Dalaran when they discovered that she was not a Pyromancer - and brief experience in handling the scourge in Northrend.

The Siege of Quel'thalas is not viewed, to her, as an engagement worth mentioning. Her job was only to assist the Magister in bolstering the arcane defenses around the city.

Her first massive military victory was against the Sha'nash, during the Outland campaign. The Bloodsworn faced the Sha'nash twice in Netherstorm, both battles resulting in a surrender from the enemy.

The second military engagement was in defense of the Orb of Translocation, within the Undercity. The Pretender Queen launched a massive assault, with the Throne of Lordaeron in mind. Vythriana linked up with numerous pathstalkers, relaying their reports of troop number and movement to the Bloodsworn defense group.

The Bloodsworn's concern was not for the throne of Lordaeron - but for the orb that gave entrance to Quel'thalas. Vythriana shared the concern, but a battle was a battle - and so she fought. Many warriors of the Horde showed up to lie in wait for the Pretender Queen's army.

The army amassed outside the sewer entrance to the Undercity, and the Bloodsworn - alongside the Horde masses, swept down the hill and demolished their ranks with a ferocity akin to watching a tsunami crash down upon sandcastles.

Physical Description
Of average height for a Blood Elf, with soft black hair and fierce green eyes. Her ears are pierced with loops of spun Thalassian gold, they have a red glimmer to them should the sun hit.

Vythriana's posture is incredibly imperial, with a straight back and squared shoulders. Her gaze sets upon others as if they were lesser subjects, boring into them relentlessly. The fragile jawline of the Corruptor is set in a tense fashion, the three Verdant Spheres about her echoing the green ferocity of her eyes..

Personality
Vythriana is a deeply pained elf, with a grief that scarred her soul deeply. In numerous scenarios this is made to be obvious, often she'll act her pain out with destructive violence. She behaves as the nobelwomen of Pre-war Quel'thalas did, with dignity and self-respect - howevermuch she blames herself for the deaths of her bloodline. Vythriana is not the type to normally start conversations as opposed to standing and observing those around her, thus she puts off many who were to approach her whom deem her cold to the touch. If spoken to, she will reply curtly, but not rudely unless you've caught her at a bad time. She is open with most of her knowledge on the topic of the Fel arts, the Thalassian history and lore of Azeroth. She is very concerned with what others see her as, there are times where she would rather her fierce nature be seen by all instead of her female mortal coil. She is most commonly seen infront of the Sanctum, guarding it from troublemakers.

In the face of a threat, Vythriana acts oppositely of the Pre-war customs. If she is entertaning the company of someone else, she will step infront of them - no matter warrior or child. Engaged in combat, she is fierce and unrelenting in her afflictions. If the fight is intense enough, she'll grin and cackle as it does give her a great rush to fight. Should the occasion arise, Vythriana's Verdant Spheres will form into fiery fel-blades wielded on her forearms - such has been observed by the Bloodsworn regiment during the fight against Syllastus Sunstriker.

Vythriana does not often enslave demonkin to do her work, and as such is titled a Blood Mage by many in the Sanctum. Although viewed fragile by most around her, she has yet to be defeated in combat against those who would test her prowess. She is constantly reminded that she has two duties; one as the Corruptor and another as a woman - to bear children. When such a duty is brought up, Vythriana does display some displeasure.

The great firehawk gifted to her, nicknamed Ban'dinoriel (Gatekeeper in Thalassian) serves many purposes. For her regiment, the massive elemental is a phoenix armoured and forged into a weapon - a symbol of how the Sin'dorei will rise from the ashes always and blaze in our retribution. For Vythriana, Ban'dinoriel is a throne and a weapon, for she sits upon the great symbol in fire-resistant regalia as a queen would their seat of power - wielding the reins as one would a great weapon.

The Corruptor is reclusive at most times, one to prefer solitude and hardly seek out companionship. She will read old tomes in various languages, meditate or patrol upon the back of her great fiery companion.

Quick Facts

 * Although openly expressing her dislike for Blood Knights, she secretly has a weakness for Elven Paladins.
 * Vythriana was once betrothed, but he was killed during the sacking of Quel'thalas.
 * She struggles to balance her powerful nature with her female nature, often getting very annoyed when underestimated and conflicted when confronted intimately.
 * She has no quarrel with absorbing the magics in Outland to power herself.
 * Vythriana has had a number, although few, lovers of the same sex.
 * Her mood is heavily influenced by what is said to and around her. Rarely influenced enough to force a demonic shapeshift.
 * She does not eat in public view, and rarely drinks in public view.
 * Vythriana is monogamous.