01. Full name: 

Anwyle Marie Brackwater

02. Best friend: 

Human wise it is her hubby Locke Brackwater, of the four legged variety it would be either one of her two dogs, Toni or Keeye

03. Sexuality: 

Heterosexual

04. Favorite color: 

Silver or white

05. Relationship status: 

Married

06. Ideal mate: 

Locke, he fits every requirement here.

07. Turn-ons: 

Being courageous.

08. Favorite food: 

Scones by far are her favorite, but anything homemade is high up there.

09. Crushes:  

She really doe think that Anduin Wrynn is rather handsome now, but the main one is on her hubby.

10. Favorite music: 

Anything that can be considered Singer/songwriter type.  Or anything that is folk music.

11. Biggest fear:

Her past...

Appearance -

• Gender: Female
• Race: Human
• Height: 5′4″
• Eye Color: Blue
• Hair Color: Light auburn     
• Face Claim: Amy Adams                     

The Facts - 

• Birthday:  March 12th
  
• Occupation:  Argent healer
  
• Sexual identification:  Heterosexual
  
• Romantic identification: Hetero-romantic
  
• Alignment:  Chaotic good
  
• Criminal History:  Unknown.  Was a member of the Scarlet Crusade for many years and committed heinous acts of treachery against the argent crusade along with other organizations in the name of the Light.
  
• Documented:  Nothing documented.
  
• Undocumented:  The crimes she committed while in the Scarlet Crusade.
  
• Relationship Status:  Married
  

Favorites –

• Favorite food:  Any kind of pasta
• Favorite...

Sinking in..

The past few weeks have been getting the best of Thalena since she discovered that she was pregnant. No longer could this proud and rough huntress go about on the field and raise hell, tear apart the remaining demons that continued to scour the Broken Isles or go on those contract missions that her husband has been running since they got a steady foot in the door for Shadethorn.

This morning started off like any other, messy bed head, a scowl on her face and a waste basket by the bedside as Thalena stirred from her slumber. Usually, she’d turn over to pull her husband close to her, but his side of the bed remained empty as he was away on his monthly trip. Her ears flickered faintly as she reached over to his side of the...

Seduction Style

Your Seduction Style: The Coquette 

You are a pro at playing the age old game of hard to get.
Your flirting style runs hot and cold, giving just enough to keep them chasing you.
Independent and self-sufficient, you don’t need any one person to make you complete.
And that independence is exactly what makes people pursue you.

What is your seduction style?

Have you ever... Thalena Blackblossom

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Tagged by: No one, I do what I want!

been cheated on | been bullied | told a horrible lie | stolen something of value | overdosed on drugs | been drunk | passed out | cheated | bullied | punched someone in the face | been beaten up | broken a bone | been admitted to hospital | had a near-death experience | been drugged | done drugs | smoked | kissed someone you weren’t attracted to | bled severely | killed someone | had an attempt on your life | made an attempt on your own life | lost someone | loved someone | gone without food for over three days | gone without sleep for over three days | been tortured |...

Memories and Vows

Memories…that’s all that ever seemed to pop up in Thalena’s mind as of late since Vyz’an went missing. The stress had taken a toll on the huntress as she had to swallow her pride and wait until the members of Shadethorn went out to search for her beloved lifemate. In the midst of all her worry and tension, she nearly forgot that it had been a year… a year since her and Vyz’an had tied the knot at Mt. Hyjal.

Slowly, Thalena paced around her home with her hand resting over the swell of her stomach, her fingertips brushing over the exposed skin as she made her way into the bedroom to sit down on her side of the bed. Out of the corner of her gaze, she caught a glimpse of a photo that was protected within a...

…And Heartache

Back in the Silvermoon Ruins, the members of Shadethorn Acquisitions had gathered for their bi-weekly contract meeting: Nastrian, Talrethriel, Volraka and Aelita had gathered before Vyz'an as a few of them had collected their pay from previous jobs before taking up new contracts. Some mild teasing and laughter soon followed as Tal tried to open up his contract early only to be busted by the Shadow Walker himself.

Vyz'an looked at his comrades, nodding. “That’s all for today, You’re all dism-…”

The shadow walker was cut off as a purple death gate materialized into the room near the way to Vyz’s left side. His eyes narrowed as he squinted at the door, only for a large shadowy hand to suddenly pop out and...

Nightmares…

Tossing and turning…the past two weeks had provided Thalena with sleepless nights and worry as she laid in bed wide awake. Once again, a nightmare had kept the woman up and disturbed her already odd sleeping schedule. Sitting up from her side of the bed, the huntress lifted her hands up to rub her face a few times as she tried to shake off whatever haunting images had plagued her dreams before blindly grabbing for the glass of water that sat on the bedside table. Her long ebon tresses spilled over her nude frame, covering her back to at least her rump as she tilted her head back to down the contents of the glass before placing the now empty glass back on the table top.

Murmuring to herself, the huntress peered around...

Moving Forward

The time to strike.

Nearly two months had passed since Vyz'an went missing… and two weeks had passed since Thalena and many others from Shadethorn had recieved the mental message from her husband, Vyz'an, regarding the rescue of him and Aelita before time started to run out on their lives. A last minute meeting was set into place at a hidden location for Thalena and Syledros to go over some combat tactics regarding the rescue. The group consisted of Thalena, Syledros, Aelerin, Feyanni, Yarrus, Alysil, Kolab, Ghost, Stitch and Nastrian as they surrounded a nearby table to go over plans. The huntress had thought of everything for this meeting with bringing some maps of Naxxramas’ layout and the room where Aelita and...

The Future Heir

A few weeks had passed since the rescue of Vyz'an Blackblossom and Aelita Dubios and the unnerving return of Vya'thas and Kytharis Blacksun. Tensions had been rather high in the Blackblossom household as the two focused on resting and future planning when it comes to the upcoming birth of their child and the possibility of thefinishing off his demented brother and father for good. The recent adventure had taken a toll on the elves, some streaks of silver running through their charcoal locks as the stress of life had been getting to them over the past few months. The elves were no longer youthful, and it showed.

It had been too long since the duo had checked in with Septen since Thalena had been so preoccupied with...

Guilty or Innocent

Asked someone to marry you? - Innocent

Kissed one of your friends? - Guilty

Danced on a table in a bar or tavern? - Innocent

Ever told a lie? - Guilty

Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have? - Guilty

Ever kissed someone of the opposite sex? - Guilty 

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? - Guilty

Kissed a picture? - Guilty

Slept in until 5pm? - Innocent

Fallen asleep at work or school? - Guilty

Held a snake? - Innocent

Been suspended from school? - Guilty

Stolen something? - Guilty

Been fired from a job? - Innocent 

Done something you regret? - Very Guilty

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? - Innocent

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? - Guilty

Physical Traits of Thalena Blackblossom

Body:
long legs / short legs / average legs / slender thighs / thick thighs / muscular thighs / skinny arms / soft arms / muscular arms / toned stomach / flat stomach / flabby stomach / soft stomach / six pack / beer belly / lean frame / muscular frame / voluptuous frame / petite frame / lanky frame / short nails / long nails / manicured nails / dirty nails / talons/claws / flat ass / toned ass / bubble butt / thick ass / small waist / average waist / thick waist / narrow hips / average hips / wide hips / big feet / average feet / small feet / soft feet / slender feet / calloused hands / soft hands / big hands / average hands / small hands / long fingers / short...

Thalena’s Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

Chaotic Neutral- A chaotic neutral character follows his whims. He is an individualist first and last. He values his own liberty but doesn’t strive to protect others’ freedom. He avoids authority, resents restrictions, and challenges traditions. A chaotic neutral character does not intentionally disrupt organizations as part of a campaign of anarchy. To do so, he would have to be motivated either by good (and a desire to liberate others) or evil (and a desire to make those different from himself suffer). A chaotic neutral character may be unpredictable, but his behavior is not totally random. He is not as likely to jump off a bridge as to cross it. Chaotic neutral is the best alignment you...

Anne was sitting in her living room staring at the empty hearth in front of her.  It hadn’t been used in months.  Actually, since their little one had been conceived, as a matter of fact. Her mind brought her back to images of that night and the warmth that she had felt from him was a brief respite from it feeling so cold in there now.  Then after Toni scampered up to her and laid his head on her lap to try and cheer her up from the mood she was in she looked around to see the packed bag, guitar case and small little picnic basket  that was sitting next to the door and readied herself to leave for the cemetery.  

Today would be even more strange than it had been in recent weeks.  She hadn’t even been able to hop onto Zenon...

Anne laid her hand on her ever growing belly as she stood in front of the mirror in her room.  the bump was starting to become noticeable to her below all of the baggy clothing she had started wearing, but it wouldn’t be long before she would start to hear the whispers going around the camp.  Even though she had started feeling the tension of the people who had been returning from war she knew it wouldn’t hinder their ability to see her form getting bigger each passing week.

Sighing Anne decided to lay down on the bed and wait for the nightly ritual to come where she would sit and talk to Locke for a few hours and mostly just listen to his voice when he talked of how his day was and got updates on the dogs.  She was having a...

His recovery had finally completed, and with the repairs coming to a close as well he knew the time had come to face the reality.  Being a soldier would take him far away from here, and from her.  It was hard to entertain such thoughts around what was supposed to be a joyous time of year.  He needed a distraction, and knowing that people gave gifts, he’d just have to find the perfect one.

His thoughts eventually falling to only one option.  A replacement for him, at least, in a manner.  Another furry companion for her to tend to and fill her quiet times with joy.  Something similar to Toni would do, as long as it had a little of his flair.  In his search and inquiring he found just the one and would present him to her the next...

After spending some time with her father in Stormwind she returns with Toni to Hearthglen with a few different presents wrapped in a corgi wrapping paper and looks to Locke with a large smile on her face.  Letting him know about her adventures and that she let her father know about the both of them, the pair walks back inside her home and she hands him the few different presents she had found for him in Stormwind.

In the first box he would find two different models of a couple different airships.  They would be scale models like the ones in the pictures for him to put together himself and to give him an airship that he could put together himself.

The next item would be just a set of sheet music for a guitar without any other...

Through the entire ride that she made  her mind was elsewhere and everyone was very able to tell.  She had placed the order weeks ago, but she had no idea how she would get down to stormwind to pick it up aside for right now, but this was her time of sacrifice, and it wouldn’t be right for her to go and pick it up, but it didn’t leave her mind for the entire time she was at the graveside, then finally after an hour or so one of the newer soldiers and asked her what was on her mind.  The others deciding to stand back in case she answered the same way she always does, but unlike her normal routine she actually told the boy the situation and he responded that perhaps the voice in her mind was that of her husband and he was telling...

Early in the day on Thursday, Ann had started her normal weekly routine of packing up all of her items from home and putting them in a basket in the back of her trusty steed, Zenon.  Included in the items were a blanket, Toni, her loyal corgi pup, some food for lunch and dinner for both her and Toni and some white roses that she grew in back of her house to lay on the grave once she had gotten there.
Setting off fairly early in the day, it was raining like it did a lot, and she covered the basket with a plastic sheet and they were off and riding.  Taking as many stops as she needed to so that the both of them could relieve thmselves as well as visiting a number of the different towers in the plaguelands the ride took several hours...

After living in that apartment that the Vicar had so graciously allowed her to reside in, Veli and her father decided that it was high time that they found a place of their own. As much as she would want to be there constantly, she knew her duties to Anore took precedence over wasting her life away with worry that something may happen again with her father. 

The two of them had spent weeks deciding the perfect spot. He knew of how much she adored the pandaren lands so somewhere that was out of the way enough that should something happen people would be well protected, but close enough to civilization that she could easily bring supplies in and check on him. Fortunately enough the house that they had found had some help that came...

As the day began Veli kept on feeling this gut wrenching feeling way down deep inside her stomach. She knew they would be going out to that house and knew deep in her heart that he had been spending so much time despairing in the mess he felt that he made. She knew that going in there again, and seeing the spot where he had murdered her mom would make her overwrought and he would feel even more despair on the pain he caused her that she decided that it would be best not to travel there to save him. Then when they had left and she felt her heart sink even a little more she just stood in the middle of the living room and waiting, hardly being able to breath the tension that was built up inside of her. 

She was there, scared stiff at the...

Veli had paced around her apartment. It was quiet, way too quiet, and as much as Hope didn’t trust the man she kind of missed Veli’s father being around. Hope decided to fly over and land on the girl’s shoulder and did her best to look up at Veli and give her a reassuring look but all that was accomplished in doing so was to make Veli stop pacing. Replaying the conversation that she had with the newest scout within the guild, Veli couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the girl trying to hog tie her dad. It was the first time that she had smiled in the greater part of two days but it quickly faded as she thought of her dad just sitting there alone in that house. How alone he must feel and the thought of him feeling so wounded...

Several days had passed until she finally approached the Vicar and she stood before him doing what she could to tell him what all was going on, and where exactly she had been. She told him about how she finally figured out what had happened to her father, how she had felt when he grabbed a hold of her and that the overwhelming presence she felt was some sort of demonic possession. They had started down the royal exchange after speaking with another within the hospital for some time and her mind kept on returning to something that her mind kept repeating to her. How in the world could she not have seen it years ago?

Then, as she stood there before this demon, this monster that her father had become and her heart sank. She felt the...

As the hours pass and turn into days, Veli doesn’t emerge from the library. The books surrounding her growing until they were nearly as high as her head. She quickly looks through her notes and all that she could really find were notes on saronite poisoning and posession. Was this the diagnosis that she had come to? Was there really someone or something inside his mind, forcing him to do all of this, and just how could this have happened without anyone being able to see it taking place.

Hearing all of the talking over the communicator she was awoken again in the pile of books she was accumulating. Barely eating at all for the last couple of days and feeling like her legs were nearly ready to atrophy. Veli finally decided to try and...

Veli shot up in bed again, her body shaking with a hacking cough and the sobs started again. She found it somewhat amusing that she couldn’t sleep more often after her father had been caught than she ever did when she was on the run and every day was a reminder of that time. The words that she spoke to Alia still echoed in her mind, “You don’t have to get me anything” and Alia responded “I know I don’t have to, but I want to.” it reminded her of Haveth. He wasted three years of his life on Veli. He spent all that time with her and for what? Her dad trying to kill her and the sobs came even stronger. 

Veli then sat there for what seemed like an eternity. Thankful that she was no longer sleeping where Nora could hear her...

Days had passed since the encounter with her father but Veli still was fairly shaken by the whole ordeal. She looked back and shuddered from deep inside her very core. Veli then closed her eyes and started to recall the blackness that she had seen just surrounding his mind. She tried to figure out what it was that was gripping him so and couldn’t think. Even after all of the good things, the Vicar posting her officially to her new position, and the mass where he spoke the words for the first virtue so eloquently she still felt rattled by everything she had encountered. 

All of the words he said, everything he did leading up to this point, and that darkness that she actually saw, it was almost palpable. It must have been saronite, as...

During the night while the other two women were still asleep in their bed, again Veli bolted up in the comfortable bed that Nora had allowed her to stay in, slapping her hand over her mouth to prevent the scream from escaping her lips. She thought to herself that she was being such a rude guest to accept a bed but not even think to sleep in it. Her chest, feeling like someone had taken the weight of the world inside a bag and laid it upon her chest, making it nearly impossible to breath. 

She allowed herself to feel safe, she was really enjoying herself last night. The Vicar was an impressive sight to watch him work and she had already started to feel an incredible respect for him even despite only meeting him a few days ago. The...