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.:Kasani Nightclaw Refsheet [Feral forms]:.

Published: May 1, 2018

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_{Name: Kasani Nightclaw}
Gender: Female
Species: Nightelf
Class: Archdruid
Rank: Commander
Age: 215 years
Place of birth: Mount Hyjal
Sexuality: Bisexual
Virgin: No

Height Feral: 7'7" (230 cm)

Immediat Family:
Mother: Hiltrautbork (Nightelf - Deceased)
Father: Dr. Pottson (Gnom - Deceased)
Sister:
- Steylin Nightclaw (Nightelf - Alive)
- Maleirya Nightclaw (Nightelf - Alive)

Husband: Azarios
Friends:
- Rulka
- Belial

Personality:
Rough, loud, serious, pretty stubborned, disciplined

History:

!!Written out of her sisters point of view!!

Kasani Nightclaw. Archdruid. Commander. A name that inspired fear in her enemies and awe in her allies, that commanded respect and honour as well as the hearts and swords of countless warriors under her banner. Just the sound of that name would strike a blow against all who stood before her, shattering their spirits and weakening their resolve before her blades severed the threads of their fate. Her reputation grew, her Myth spread and she was regarded as a figure of Legend and Song.

Yet where did she begin? A story lost to the dust and passage of time, unknown to anyone but Kasani and her family. Until now.

Kasani spent her first years much as she would come to be seen, yet for a reason not of her own making. She was a rarity, a being of great honour and prestige simply for being born. As she grew, she began to display the first embers of the righteous fire that served her so well in her life. She had a flare for war, for combat. She had natural talent for a blade and pinpoint accuracy with a bow, Coupled with a well of determination that only grew as she was defeated over and over. She never backed down from a challenge, always meeting her opponents with fury and skill until she came through with victory in her grasp. She moved with grace and speed, her opponents barley able to follow her movments let alone retalitate in kind. She felt the righteous joy of battle soar through every fiber of her being, yet after years of growing into a peerless warrior, Tragedy would strike. After the death of her parents, Heroes of the Alliance and warriors of such Legendary power, that they were honoured by all of Stormwind upon their death in battle, claiming a victory for their faction against such overwhelming and Impossible odds that they were regarded as Heroes, elevated to the status of Myth as the years passed and all but time and story forget their sacrifice. Kasani knew better, her grief threatening to shatter her spirit and send her spiralling into a pit of desperation, Instead, She fought harder, She got better and harnessed her pain into the fire that burned deep within her. She became renowned for her fire, her humble pride and her ability, yet this was not her only calling, as she would soon find out.

All of the kaldorei, the Night Elves name in their own sacred tongue, held a distinct connection with nature and the world around them. They protected it from corruption and harm, and in return it empowered them with its strength. They were at one with the forests of Kalimdor in which they built their home and it was through this sacred connection, Kasani discovered her path. Despite her skill as a warrior of her people and her capacity for ruthlessness and valour at war, She felt the sheer power of the natural world as keenly as any Druid. She felt it flow through her veins, lend her strength and protect her from harm. She knew, deep down, that she needed to follow the call of fate. For her people. For the memory of her parents, her Mother having been a powerful Druid in her own right and with a seed of purpose beating within her breast, She would do it for herself.

She made the pilgramage to Mount Hyjal to begin her long journey to becoming a Druid, entering the Emerald Dream and entering the long slumber that would grant her the strength of the natural world. She felt her connection flourish and bloom like the first Flowers of Spring, felt her very soul tie to the earth and in return, she felt changed. Now, the fire of war that burned within, the stinging shards of grief tempered by it and the peaceful, tranquil vessel her newborne power created had forged something new. Something that would become legendary. She was Kasani Nightclaw. She was a Warrior of the Kaldorei without compare, A Druid with an unparralelled grasp of Nature and Connection the forces of life itself. She was reborn.

Respected and awed by her own kind for the conflicting, yet perfectly balanced sides of her own self, she made her name known. She used her skills across the face of Azeroth, traveling from her Forest home and venturing out into the world beyond. She fought Orcs and Trolls from countless clans, The numerous hostile creatures that roamed a world at war and even the Dreaded Demons of the Burning Legion alongiside her chosent Faction. She took the banner of the Alliance as she brought death to her foes and enlightment to her allies. She gathered a following of her own, despite her insistance that she fight alone and unaided, yet she became a tactical and intelligent Leader who inspired loyalty and valour in her men all the same. She would always lead from the front, in the heart of battle, the calm eye at the center of a maelstrom of combat. Most could never hope to match her with a blade and none could escape the reach of her power. After all, The Earth benath her feet gave her strength. She realised that those who followed her would enver abandon her, despite her protests and their respect for her orders, so instead she did her best to divert them, to ensure that only her unmatched blade and flawless skill met the worst her enemies could muster. She would do anything she could to avoid casualties, prefferring to put herself in danger to protect those under her command, those that slowly, after years upon years of combat, had become her friends.

Eventually, she could not hope but to find a lovers embrace within the ranks of her followers, yet they only lasted a short time at her side. She was of a fierce and ferocious spirit that few wished to match or attempt to control. She had tried twice to feel the warmth of another's soul. They had failed her in kind. It was during combat against the vile hordes of the Burning Legion, armies of Demons, never ceasing in their thirst for conquest or their hunger to serve the Dreadlords and their Dark Titan. She fought valaintly against them, using every ounce of skill and speed in her form to slay countless creatures of the Twisting Nether. She and her forces brought death to countless hundreds of the enemy, her personal tally beyond count.

Until she was struck down. She had not seen the blow, or it had broken her guard, a stray projectile gone awry? or a knife in the gut from one of her own? or maybe she had just been a hairs breadth too slow. None know how the great Kasani Nightclaw nearly met her demise, yet all know of her saviour. A Druid, A healer of some renown and master of herbology, Carried her back to the Alliance lines himself, fighting off Legion forces with a connection to the earth the Equal of Kasanis own. He treated her wound himself and stood vigil over her until she recovered enough to return to the fray. They fought side by side and met the unending tide of the Burning Legion with an unrelenting wall of Kaldorei steel and Druidic might, as well as the stirrings of some deeper bond forming between the pair.

And this is where the story stops, Where the Legend of Kasani Nightclaw ceases to be a figment of the past and is now an account of the present. What comes next is for all to see and for her to discover. Yet you may think this all a story, you may not even be sure that Kasani acheived any of it, that her repuation is a fabricated and embelished lie for how far fetched and mythic her deeds were. But rest assured you, all of what has been told is true. every word. Every Deed. She acheived it all. She deserves every accolade and honour. A world like this, so broken and wracked with strife, needs heroes like her. Her parents...OUR parents. Would be proud of her. How can I validate this story? For two very simple reasons, dear listener.

I am Steylin Nightclaw, and i was there to see it all.

Likes:
- Nature
- Nights
- Travelling through the world
- Discipline

Dislikes:
- Legion
- Rebels
- World Quests

Features:
- Owns the legandary weapons "Fangs of Ashamane"
- Can transform into animals (Panthera, Bear, Owl, Seal)

Human form:

.:Kasani Nightclaw Refsheet:. by Ayuukuro

Quote:
“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.” </b>

Themesong:
- Not yet -

Moa Infos:
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Horrvs-s

Jun 3, 2018

I don't understand how i missed this,, i am blind ... But this looks so Epic!! ;W;