Terras

Backstory
Terras' life began on a warm summer morning on a far-away planet, born to a soft spoken pair of priests. She was the first child of her father, Juras, and second of her oft gone mother, -Name-. Her path was determined to be that of a priestess, she would follow in the footsteps over her parents. What the girl's parents were not prepared for, though, was a loud, stubborn, and demanding stack of blue flesh. Kept hidden from the terrors of the Legion, Terras received no explanation when her entire race relocated from one planet to the next. Her family lived in Shattrath when her people came to Draenor, continuing their priestly ways. Terras, however, boastfully declared herself "too strong" to waste away in a temple reciting hymns, and as such, she took up the path of the warrior. Her father's final flickering hope for his daughter to hold a noble profession, that of the vindicator, was dashed when she knocked the wind out of her teacher and proclaimed her studies to be a waste of time. She was dragged home by her collar and would never see the inside of another classroom. Her father, loving, but not all together prepared for such a daughter, lacked the will to discipline the haughty girl. She was permitted to continue her boorish ways, spending dawn to dusk in Terokkar or Nagrand. Terras found herself in constant trouble. More than once she returned home with a deep gash from Arrakoa talons, or a crumpled hand from an ogre mallet. Juras urged the girl to calm her dangerous lifestyle as he fussed over her wounds, but of course the advice was all but ignored by the feisty girl.

When the orcish aggression ramped up, Terras' attitude had evened itself out a bit. She was still a stubborn and boisterous woman, but had grown out of most of her childish tendencies. What little the young adult knew of the orcs, fighting, and war would not prepare her for the eventual slaughter of her people. Her blade never crossed that of an orc. Instead, she was secured passage to Zangarmarsh by the connections of her father. During the horror of the orcish invasion, Terras found solace in the Light and a deep respect for the Prophet Velen, a man she reveres to this day. The draenei fled their destroyed homes for Tempest Keep, and ultimately the Exodar. Terras' father perished and her mother went missing when the inter-dimensional ship crashed into Azeroth, leaving the girl alone and afraid for the first time in her life, stuck on the new planet.

Terras' life eventually found itself back on the right track. She returned to Draenor, horrified to see it had been desecrated by the orc's fel magic. She assisted in the rebuilding of Shattrath, and joined the ranks of the Sha'tar. Her initial hesitance to fight alongside the Sin'dorei was eventually washed away by newfound knowledge of her people's history. The girl fought against the Legion, tooth and nail. With Illidan dead and Kil'jaeden defeated, Terras found herself content to live out the rest of her life in Shattrath, spending her days training or lazing and her nights at World's End tavern, pleased to emerge as a little social pariah amongst members of both the Horde and Alliance.

Years passed, and Terras' attention span had waned. Her taste buds found the liquor of Shattrath's taverns stale, and the dark, brown color of the city's walls even staler. She longed for more. News from Azeroth traveled quickly, even through the Dark Portal. The war against the Lich King was finally over, and Azeroth seemed to be as safe a place as ever. She made her goodbyes and traveled through the Dark Portal and into Azeroth, where her story continues.