Name: Melitha Airi'liana Firedawn

Profession 1: Tailoring, shadoweave specialization
Profession 2: Enchanting


Affiliation: Lady in Waiting for Carlin Rellen'thas

Age: 36

Short Bio: Friendly, and a little too chipper around her friends at times, Mel is an innocent, naive little warlock..most of the time. Just don't let her around the alcohol, or ask for her opinion on something.

Physical description: Melitha's slightly short in comparison to most other elves, and as lithe as the race norm with her pale, moon-kissed skin, she is more common looking than some of the females out there. Her hair, however, is shorter than most, cut in angles and bangs to hang at the side of her face with silver and gold hoops and studs decorating her ears against the pitch of her hair. Her green eyes are bright, almost innocent looking, though a flicker of intelligence and wit burns within, shining more so when she's in an interesting conversation.



Personality: Calm, happy, and contemplative, Mel is a polite and charming little warlock. A little uneasy around people she doesn't know, as well as people who are noble or of higher rank than her, she tends to stay quiet in such a grouping unless needed. Around her friends, however, the card is turned and the hyper, happy girl shines through.


A flip-flop of emotions, and very opinionated, she is the nice, sweet little girl until something, or someone, triggers otherwise. She is a talker, and she knows just what to say. It seems saying the right thing to strike someone down and piss someone off is one of her key abilities, and she will do just that if the situation calls for it. Because of this, she has made both close friends, and close enemies.

Character History: Born to a family of shopkeepers that dealt in the trading of magical items and trinkets, Melitha was content to simply help around the shop and make sure things were prim and proper as she was growing up. She made a good mascot for the shop for the regulars, commenting on how she would be able to repeat the descriptions of an item in question and still manage to be cute about it. Not wealthy compared to Silvermoon elite, but not poor either by any means, Mel had it rather well off while she was growing up.


Although not the best, she was decent at fire magics, and her parents were proud of her nonetheless. Not the best of students for the tutors and trainers that her parents hired for her, Mel tended to think that she was a waste of money and effort; her flame was strong, but she wasn't able to control it as well as most, and it upset her. Taking advantage of that fact, one of her tutors whispered to her of shadow magic in secret and, after dark, would teach her in the ways of the warlock. His name was Grandal Duskbreeze, and her first real crush and the only reason she came to find her calling.


The attack on Silvermoon by the Scourge was not something that her parents were expecting, though. Ushering Melitha into a hideaway in the basement of the shop, while they in turn tried to flee the city. Cut down just a few yards away from the building, they died in the first wave of Scourge while their daughter curled up in a dark corner, trying not to bawl her eyes out.


As the dust and battle settled, and it all became quiet outside, Mel made her way out of the basement to face the rest of the world on her own. Tough job for a kid.


Recently: Nowadays, Melitha is an up and coming warlock of her own right, trained in the ways of demonology. She's come a long way from the hiding in the basement as her parents are murdered, and just looking at her you wouldn't think that there was anything negative in her life. Granted a quick wit and an intelligent tongue, she's managed to get herself into more trouble than not at times. When she hasn't been able to talk her way out of it, Fendelil, and a few other people as of late seem to be around to keep things in check, and she will openly admit that they are probably the only reason her head is still on her shoulders. Sharp tongues can only go so far, after all.


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Relationships with other characters: The only people within Suncrown that Melitha has interacted with on a normal basis has been Fendelil, Phyar, and Keatin, all of whom she considers close friends. Outside of Suncrown, she has a number of friends, specifically Valthuran and Shadon.

As far as the rest of Suncrown, she is a little nervous about being around people of titles, but she's not going to stray away because of it.



Opinion of various horde races: Really, why do people have such a problem against the other races of this little faction? Never really have seemed to understand it, myself. I haven't quite met an Orc that hasn't been a little strange though, come to think of it..


Orc: She's indifferent to them, but due to past experiences, she'll just try to keep her distance.

Troll: Having only met one that she's made friends with out of the bunch, it's usually safe to say she'll be at least hospitiable towards them.

Undead: They smell, and they're always plotting something. Rude little buggers.

Tauren: They don't really talk much..