|Guild||Alea Iacta Est|
My name is Yelsel Náriël, and I am the oldest of three children. After the the scourge ravaged my homeland, I was left to raise my brother and sister on my own. Ránëwén and Lanash were young and impressionable, and they both quickly learned of the deep hate that filled my heart. I was determined to exact revenge for the loss of my mother and father, both had gone to battle knowing it was the only way to ensure the safety of their children.
I trained in the dark arts as a shadow priest, learning to draw great power from the shadow energy. I leaned to manipulate the energy to inflict great pain and anguish upon all those that dared to get in my way. I had become powerful, and my brother and sister worried for me.
Then one night, as I was traveling through the open plains of Durotar, I received a vision. My mother came to me and foretold my destiny. You see, she had tasted death, and had been brought back by the Lich King himself. As one of the King's Death Knights, my loving mother, Alatáriël, ravaged the land. She was forced from one land to the next, killing. She told me she soon grew to hate what she had become, wishing she had refused the Lich King as my father had done. She offered me a warning, knowing that the future of our family depended on my decision.
She told me that if I didn't turn away from my life in the shadows, not only would I be lost, but my beloved brother and sister as well. Awakening from the vision was like being reborn. The anguish I felt had disappeared. I was literally standing at a cross-roads. I turned to the great city of Orgrimmar and sought out the wise Ur'kyo to counsel me. I pleaded with him to allow me to learn the holy and noble arts. He agreed, and with a flourish, I was then free of the grip of the shadow world and stepped into the light.