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You don't have female presenting nipples, let the nips be free this holiday season!!!

Happy Winter’s Veil from the smallest and cutest Illidari!

Would you like to join me under the Missletoe for a kiss?  ;)

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Winter Veil Asks

Blue Ribboned Wrapping Paper: Favorite Winter Veil memory?

Red Winter Clothes: What’s at the top of your Winter Veil list this year?

Merrymaker: Do you make or purchase gifts?

Gently Shaken Gift:  Who are the top five people you will be giving gifts to this Winter Veil?

A carefully wrapped present:  Do you open your gifts when you receive them or wait until Greatfather Winter’s presents are delivered?

Winter Veil Tree:  Do you decorate for the season? What is your favorite type of decoration?

Snowball:  Do you like snow? Share a memory around snow.

On Metzen!: Do you like to go sledding? Why or why not?

A-caroling we will go!: Do you go caroling? What’s your favorite carol? (okay to link a RL carol)

Honeyed Holiday Ham: What’s your favorite Winter Veil food?

Smokeywood Pastures:  What’s one tradition you always keep for Winter Veil?

Winter Veil Egg Nog: Do you like eggnog? Do you make your own?

Mechanical Greench: How do you help those less fortunate during the holidays?

Gingerbread Cookie: Do you bake your own cookies? Or do you just buy them? Do you make anything other than Gingerbread Cookies?

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A letter was sent in the mail addressed to Casithes. After ripping it open, a quite festive card is revealed. It saids, "Winter's Veil wishes for a very special daughter. May your holiday be filled with joy and richest blessings! Merry Winter's Veil and a Happy New Year to you, darling daughter! -Love Illidan & Anfalyessa."

For the holidays the Illidari had been with her family in stormwind. Four adults and six children all huddled around a small fire. Despite their previous recent experience with flame, this one was peaceful, in the back streets of Stormwind. A boar roast sitting on top of the fire to be shared among them and the other families.

A smile spread across her face when the courier had delivered the message and she saw two of the people she couldn't be around this holiday written on the front of the card. She took no time to open it, and when she read it the children frantically asked their aunt who it was from.

"I guess you could say it's from my parents.." she smiled. Closing the card and putting it into the bag she kept with her whenever she had gone off for her adventures.

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Fate had an interesting way of turning around and fading its participants into but a shrouded memory. Even the grandest of her heroes fell from memory into the endless abyss of her brother, death. Such was the case with everyone who lived, and who breathed. The Illidari were no exception. It had been a decade or two since their hero sacrificed himself a final time, just long enough for most of the men and women who had fought in that great battle to be meeting their own end, just long enough for them to go back to remnants of a distant past fighting a war they couldn't win.

Numbers were down, far more than usual, when meetings of the Illidari were called there were no longer winged masses on the spires of the courtyard. The hoards had dwindled to crowds. Many from the eleven races did join.. Sometimes. But even fewer made it through the ritual than before. The rain on this hold was not the acidic burning of Shadowing valley, there was no light here, save for the occasional illuminated whisp of a spirit that had fallen to another of fate's cruel tricks many, many ages ago. More and more halted their neutrality, but none healed it more than the General.

Rumor had it she ran back to the Illidari after her family was murdered shortly after the War of Thorns. No matter the circumstance she was loyal to no one but the Illidari. To the Lady of the Outlands. One could push to say she was the right hand to the grieving mistress who's pain had only rooted deeper and deeper in the years following her loves sacrifice. The General couldn't blame her. He never bothered to say goodbye to any of them, but he left the safety of Azeroth on the shoulders of a dying priestess and his lover.

The sulking rain lashed down in the lands of Val'sharah, soaking the bastardize forms of elves in cool water. The General herself watching the men and woman train those who too had lost everything, and chose this eternal path as their suicide. There was a group of trainees who were supposed to go through the ritual in the next week or so, fathers, sons, mothers and daughters who had chosen this afterlife. But there were less in this already small class, and that seemed to be a tradition. A significant portion of them ran off in the middle of the night with no trace of their presence. Most of these disappearances were men, Kal'dorei men to be exact, but it was never explained why, and with each group the number seemed to grow.

Blackrook Hold had become their new temple. And its proximity to the Vault of the Wardens made occurrences like a warden showing up more common than not. Which is why it wasn't surprising when the slapping of flesh against wet stone charged towards the woman on her patrol over the courtyards.

"General Casithes! A Warden needs to speak to you, it's urgent." The young man reported sliding to a halt in front of the grizzled and clearly old woman. She had said nothing, offering a nod off dismissal to the man who proceeded to continue his stance. She passed him by, walking the bridge across onto the ground surrounding the courtyards. There sat a hippogryph, its blue and green feathers clearly ruffling at the sight of such a creature. The warden wasn't alone. Two others stood by her but they all seemed docile enough. Their postures tall, their chests proudly and rather uncomfortably pushed forward in a proud demeanor. But Fel gifted eyes saw through this illusion.

They were scared.

The middle most Warden took a step forward and offered a salute to the graying general who returned the gesture. "What brings you here, Warden?" She asked, which was clearly the wrong question. The eyes behind the womans helmet narrowed.

"You don't know?" The voice hissed behind the metal. This sudden hostility took her by surprise and in response the demon readied to grab her glaive. "It seems I don't." She answered, her voice having an echo of the voices of souls she had consumed to fuel her body and power. "Kal'dorei all over the Eastern Kingdoms have disappeared. The only clue we have is traces of fel energy near their homes or where they were last scene." The voice growled, flooded with hostility. But this clearly took the Illidari woman by surprise.

"Thank you for coming here. I'll bring this news to the lady immediately." Casithes spoke back, turning heel and thanking them once again before rushing on her own, leaping the bridge to slide to the entrance of the abandoned Black Rook hold, a yelled echo of "get this solved immediately!" From the wardens who were now long behind her. Casithes pushed through the grand doors, escaping the rain that had increased into a waterfall. There were many stairs but it took little effort for her to triumph them into a second of doors guarded by two bags who willfully let this trusted woman into the Lady's quarters.

"Anfalyessa, I'm sorry for barging in. Especially in short notice." Casithes apologize, slowing to a brisk walk on the carpet that lead to her grand throne before she dropped to one knee, barely allowing the High borne to speak. "Three Wardens had arrived just outside the hold. They came with reports of Kal'dorei disappearing all over the Eastern Kingdoms. Allegedly there's only been traces of Fel, and we're the suspects." Casithes filled her in. Though she didn't initially show it she feared already that this could be an act to stir conflict with the Alliance. Conflict they couldn't afford

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Casithes Stagwalker ‣ Illidari General ‣ Role-play blog

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Illidari General here, let's get some stories going!

Please reblog this if you RP an Illidari character.

I want to get connected to various DHs among the RP community.

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Tag Drop

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LF Contact: Casithes Stagwalker

Name: Casithes Stagwalker

Titles: Illidari General, Vessel of the Observer

Age: Roughly fifteen thousand (15,000) year old

Race: Kal'dorei, Demon Hunter

Height: 7'0"

Faction: Alliance alligned Illidari (as of War of Thorns)

Allignment: Chaotic Good

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Good: Loyal, Dedicated, Intelligent, Valiant, Generally intimidating

Bad: Selfish, Unlawful hostile, Xenophobic, Power hungry, grudge holder, hot headed at times, lack of people skills, Poor ability to express emotions

Likes: Magic, Battle, Family, New things, Familiar landscapes, rough surfaces, Most people, The Wardens

Dislikes: All Broken, Elves that are either not Kal'dorei or Illidari, Sudden noises, Demons, Her mother, planning

Fears: Loosing those she's close to, Her mother, Being forgotten, The Illidari falling apart, Azeroth dying, her choices not mattering, loosing the little respect some of the Illidari hold for her, legitimate imortallity

Other: Compulsive Horder, Generalized Anxiety, Mild Depression

Casithes is a rather good sport about most things. She smiles at least most of the time. She has a hard time getting along with people especially considering the fact that she's still angry about being locked away for ten years. Casithes can be incredibly difficult to work with due to generally stubborn and at times contradictory personality traits. She has a hard time trusting new people but tends to like most people she meets. She's often seen as cold and distant but that's due to a fear of loosing those she's close to and if she doesn't get close to them she can't loose them when they die.

She is often very sketchy in her actions due to not wanting to admit most of what she does is for her family as she is scared they'll get hurt if she does anything stupid. Casithes can be plain out hostile sometimes especially in insecurities about her decisions as she is terrified of loosing her position in what remains of the Illidari.

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Mother: Thyura Stagwalker (deceased)

Father: E'ria Stagwalker (deceased)

Siblings: Aly'shar Stagwalker (Older brother - Deceased) Mnnaleas Stagwalker (Older brother - Deceased) Nytadya Stagwalker (Younger Sister - Alive) Kada Redbreeze (BrotherInLaw - Alive) Luhie Dewlight (SisterInLaw - Alive)

Nieces/Nephews: Ivyss Stagwalker (nephew - deceased) Jisa Stagwalker (Nephew - alive) Casiara Stagwalker (Niece - alive) Aly'shar Stagwalker (Nephew - alive) Avin Stagwalker (Nephew - alive) Evaea Stagwalker (Niece - alive) Ahith Dawncub (adopted Nephew - alive)

Friends: Talo Everbreath (Alive) Adyan Soulrend (MIA)

Casithes is rather close with her family despite abandoning them when she became a member of the Illidari. Though it took a while for her family to forgive her, her nieces and nephews are like her own children and her siblings in law appreciate her efforts. She would willingly sacrifice herself for her family, and due to her sister being crippled from the fire and many of her nieces and nephews being scarred rather terribly she works hard to protect them and be close to them.

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Other: Beatriz Mariano - Face claim ( https://www.instagram.com/beatrizmarianophotography/ )

Due to an already long post I'm going to keep Casithes' backstory off this particular post and post it in a second post or whenever O can actually get to a computer and put a 'read more' line