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Image:Newcolors.jpg|Here Siji stands wearing the bold new colors of the guild she loves so dearly. The red, gold and silver of [[Guild:Shardracona (Feathermoon US)|Shardracona]].
 
Image:Newcolors.jpg|Here Siji stands wearing the bold new colors of the guild she loves so dearly. The red, gold and silver of [[Guild:Shardracona (Feathermoon US)|Shardracona]].
 
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== Extended Family ==
 
*[[Server:Feathermoon US/Drinlana|Drinlana Isil'Litla Denselde]]: Her beloved mother, honored teacher and dearest friend.
 
*[[Server:Feathermoon US/Persis|Persis Anarane'Annare Denselde]]: Siji's love and life partner.
 
*[[Server:Feathermoon US/Constanz|Constanz Clearwater Denselde]]: Adopted sister and half-elf daughter of the late Lord Erick Clearwater
 
*[[Server:Feathermoon US/Thiemis|Thiemis Shardracona]]: The one she refers to as Mommy T is her leader, second mother and a woman she respects deeply.
 
*[[Server:Feathermoon US/Xanthalia|Xanthalia Ishaiya]]: Siji loves and looks up to High Priestess Xanthalia like a big sister. The Priest Warrior bond they share is one of the strongest any have seen. Through the adventures they have faced, they owe one another their very lives many times over. They are destined to fight at one anothers sides, ptotecting friends, loved ones and one another for the rest of their lives.
 
*Windborn and Swiftalon: Xanthalia's twin sons
 
   
   

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Name Faction Server Race Class Level Guild Rank
Siji Anna'Erusen Denselde Alliance Feathermoon File:IconSmall Night Elf Female.gif Warrior Warrior 70 Silver Dragon Flight Silver Guardian
Name Faction Server Race Class Level Guild Rank

Siji Anna'Erusen Denselde

  • Aliases: None
  • Title: Shield Maiden & Seeker of Draconic Knowledge
  • Server: Feathermoon US
  • Race: Night Elf
  • Gender: Female
  • Class: Warrior
  • Guild: Silver Dragon Flight
  • Rank: None
  • Professions: Blacksmith, Master Swordsmith and Master Jewelcrafter
  • Nicknames: Little Siji, My Destiny (often spoken by High Priestess Xanthalia Ishaiya )
  • Profile: Siji's Armory Profile

Appearance and Traits: Today

Siji, the proud daughter of Drinlana, possesses eyes much like her Sentinel mothers, distant and determined. She is proud and confident, with features that some consider comely and fair. She looks to be in her early twenties by human standards, with a figure that is firm and lithe, but also bears the scars of her many battles on her silvery skin. Missing even the tip of her right ear, perhaps lost to some ravenous beasts maw or narrowly evaded blade.

She now stands 6'11 and gains even more strength and definition. Piercings still decorate her form; eartips, earlobes, nose, left brow, and tounge as well as places unseen. Each a testament to the influence of the many human friends in her life.

Her armor, shield and numerous weapons are covered in marks of battle. Jagged streaks indicate the passing of claws. Deep gashes tell tales of blade and axe, while here and there are areas that speak volumes about the impact of blunt weapons as well as blasts of flame and arcane.

Occassionally she will wear a very light suit of golden plate, which is the closest that this combatant, can come to civilian clothes. When wearing this armor she will wear two copper practice blades on her back. Her many scars are most visible when wearing this rather revealing suit but she is as proud of each scar as she is of her sculpted Kaldorei form.

On her occassional return trips from the north, Siji will be seen riding astride her mothers beloved armored steed, Uvae and bearing her mothers precious bow. Its with great honor that she rides the powerful frostsaber and wields the bow that Drinlana has used to put an end to countless foes.

Appearance and Traits: Before the Maelstrom

By her proportions and physique this short, tomboy-ish, Night Elven girl is young ((roughly 18 human years)). To the trained eye, the exotic suits of plate armor and wide collection of rare blades mark her as both an experienced adventurer and master craftsman. She wears the red, gold and silver tabard of Shardracona and judging by its intricacies she is among its highest ranked members. Silver wings are pinned to her tabard above her right breast.

She wears a smile often, slightly crooked and favoring the left side of her lips, raising higher then the right. Large silvery eyes rest upon a friendly face and when she speaks its clear that she is a good natured and high spirited girl. But her mastery of common could use some work as she tends to speak a sort of broken common, stringing words lazily together as she smiles through her conversations.

Her ears are pierced in three places each, on lobes, tips and between with truesilver rings. Her left ear has a noticible poition skin missing. She has a pierced navel as well as a poerced tounge. A scar from some past battle perhaps and the rest of her silvery skin is streaked here and there with slim scars.

Her current weapon of choice is the the massive war axe known as Gorehowl which crackles with her channeled focus. She also wields the formidable and powerful warblade known as the Inv sword 2h blacksmithing 02 [Lionheart Champion]. In battle she is an intelligent combatant. A child warlord who focuses her rage to move rapidly and strike with ferocity and precision.

Her chosen armor was crafted by her tiny hands from plans found and fetched from clutches of demons and elementals of Outland. With it, she further channels her rage and strength to often devastating effect. A second suit of heavy battle armor is sometimes worn. This suit, which she wears with great pride, was gained through the extensive exploration of the ancient and mysterious tower of Deadwind Pass, known as Karazhan.

Siji is an accomplished Blacksmith, focusing much time on the art of the Weaponsmith, and is both a Master Swordsmith and a master of Jewelcrafting.


Captured moments of young Siji's life


Noteworthy Events

The Union of Siji and Persis

Siji and Persis have swoen before friend and family that their bond would be eternal and unbreakable. The two have been womderful friends since their first meeting in the recently sold Silverwing Tavern. They fought side by side against countless enemies and when not in battle, spent many hours on walks through Elwynn forest, Hillsbrad Foothills, the cliffs of Stranglethorn Vale and more.

Their adventures together have taken them to the far reaches of Azeroth and recently into the realm of Outland. True friends, room mates, confidantes, it took little time for their deep friendship to blossom into something more. At first for Young Siji, understanding these growing feelings for another girl were strange, scary and unnerving. But in time and with the patience and kindness of her family and friends she embraced her feelings and confessed her love for Persis.

In a secluded place in Stranglethorne Vale, Siji presented a ring as the humans do and took Persis' hand in hers. Slipping the ring on she asked for them to be bound forever in the custom of the humans and before Elune and Persis, with tears in her eyes, accepted.

The Forging of the Blade

Much time had passed and Siji faithfully stood guard over her beloved friend and Shardracona's High Priestess Xanthalia Ishaiya. As they traveled through Outland, the two had become closer than ever as they fought and won countless battles side by side. She loved Xanthalia and held the high priestess in great reverance. Together, as they journeyed, they came into possession of the many elemental motes. They combined them into their primal energies and through Xanthalia's powers as an alchemist, she was able to unbelievably manipulate these primal energies through alchemical knowledge, keen intelligence and sheer will. Xanthalia was truly a marvel. Possessing the power to heal and raise the dead, the power to wield energies that lay in essences and place them upon weapons and armor and now she possessed the ability to twist the primal forces of nature to her will.

Oftentimes Siji loked upon Xanthalia and felt her to be almost ascended. A creature of divinity. Almost a goddess unto herself. So few possessed all of these powers. Rarer still were those who possessed all these and the divine beauty, grace, poise and humility she carried as well. Truly Xanthalia was more than mortal and now, she carried a life within her. A life conceived from the union of her and a hunter older even than her mother, Drinlana. A man 10,000 years in age. Siji would die to defend her.

She watched in awe over the past days as she worked miracle after miracle with the primal forces. Concentrating as her hands shimmered then smiling softly as the crackling force that can only be Primal Might rose time after time from her perfect hands. On this day she had formed her fifth for the young warrior and handed it to her. Siji ran with excitement to place it with the others she had amassed.

One more she thought. Just one more. Kylei rode up to the mailbox in Stormwind and Siji greeted the noble lady knight warmly. Then, with much nervousness and humility she asked and Kylei granted the child warrior a loan of gold. Enough to purchase the last necessary Primal Might.

She ran to the forge, remembering the help given to her over past days by her beloved friend Xanthalia and the motes sent by Cleodora. She arrived and greeted her dwarven friends and they watched the young elven smith get to work. Khorium and hardened adamantite were forged and hammered into hilt, blade and pommel and infused with the crackling primal energies in the primal mights.

Hours passed, and with a final hiss and gout of steam rising from the waters of the forge the young warrior smiled, pleased beyond belief and raised her newly forged Lionheart Blade. "Finally, it is done!!" she thought. Holding the blade she smiled feeling fulfilled. Her quest was now complete! The blade was forged and would be used to fight for her family, its safety and its honor.

Proudly she showed it to her beloved family and humbly smiled as they congratulated her. Polished and cooled and honed to razor sharpness she sheathed it on her back gathered all her great blades, spears and axes and sold them to the people of the city. They watched in awe as she relinquished her hold on these amazing weapons and she smiled telling them.

"Dont worry 'bout it. I wont need thos' anymore. I never plan t'wield another weapon."

Then, she spun on her heels and stepped into the sunlight of Stormwind.

From Silver Guardian to The Silver Blade of Shardracona

For 60 seasons the child warrior fought with a singular objective. To protect friends and family. And a Singular style, Sword and Shield. Siji was the consumate protector and has raised her shield to face the fury of many foes throughout Azeroth; the dark professors of Scholomance, the wicked trolls orcs, and wyrmkin leaders of Black Rock Depths and Black Rock Spires. She has cut down Baron Rivendale and General Drakkisath, Lucifron, Magmadar, Gaar, Onyxia, Kurinaxx, Ragnaros and more. Her shield as faced, sword, fire, frost and claw but something happened that changed her profoundly.

Sijilaststand

It was the vision of her last stand that changed her life forever.

A vision of a great battle, her Last Stand woke her in the middle of the night. In her hands she grasped the blade known as Inv sword 19 [Destiny]. In her dream there was a great darkness that threatened to slay her friends and family and love. Her mother Drinlana and Thiemis, her sister Constanz, her love Persis, and everyone was fleeing from a and enemy too great to defeat. It was then in the dream that Siji threw down her shield and took hold of her war sword. She turned to face the oncoming faceless enemies knowing that this may truly be her last act. It was then that she woke.

Time passed and whisperings began within the small village surrounding the Shardracona estate. Drinlana had visions, Faeyth as well and Xanthalia. Mysterious letters arrived that set Xanthalia's love, Corteran on a sojourn into the far reaches of Mount Hyjal. Then there was the letter tnat arrived to the halls. A letter of almost direct threat and challenge. A letter outlining every member of of the halls and village, claiming that we were not prepared for what was to befall us. Then it happened, the Dark Portal opened and demons began their attack on Azeroth.

Her decision was made and soon she shed the title of Silver Guardian along with her shield and took the title of Silver Blade and vowed to learn the ways of the great sword and take the battle to the demons of the Outlands. Since making that decision she as honed her skills and and used the resources of the Outlands to fight the demons, fel orcs and blood elves and anything else that stood in her way.

An Evolution in her Training

Having now mastered the way of the Great sword and spent months facing orc, ogre, demon and beast in the defense of the Outland settlements, young Siji sat and remembered the days of fighting and facing any and all enemies with sword and shield. The feeling of an enemies blade or arrow glancing off her shield brought a smile to the young ones lips. This, coupled with the requests made by the diplomatic and religious leaders of these lands, to venture into the maws of even greater danger urged her to think carefully and plan.

She loved her Lionheart Blade yes. It was the one blade she felt most comfortable with. But there were rumors of another blade of greatness, one that only a Swordsmithing Master could ever hope to learn the secrets of, and even if they did, its balance was such that only a sword smithing master could wield one to its fullest potential.

She strolled about the Lower City of Shattrath, and came to the Orc Weapon smith who held the secrets of all the worlds great blades and requested of him the knowledge to craft the blade known as Fireguard. He remembered her well. She showed him her Lionheart Blade and he nodded with a smile, reached into a chest and drew the plans for Fireguard. She bowed and smiled and set about the task of gathering the materials.

Much time has passed since that day and the young warrior continues through craft and quest, assembled a suit of heavy armor that would serve to protect her more than any she ever possessed. This and her mastery of jewel craft and gem cutting would enable her to cut stones to enhance them to even greater effectiveness.

She would forever be one who loved the great blade, but now, she would be able to stand with sword and shield and use the knowledge of her past, combined with armor and gems of her craft, to defend friends and family as a shield maiden.

Youth and Understanding

It is well known that elves have lost their immortality, Drinlana has kept the sadness and despair of this fact locked away and in private conversations, has explained much to Siji about the loss their people suffered nearly 8 years ago. Despite this fact the Kaldorei still age slowly, and in this age of mingling and mixing of cultures and races, Siji silently understands that she will likely be this age for the duration of the lives of most of her friends. She often stares at her friends, Cleo, Connie, Ronoenn, Crowtin Lofn, Kylei, Valentin, Tiforis and other humans. As well as Dwarves such as Fjuinen, Dremmel and the long distant Korraxe. She thinks of Ashyrn, and Widjit, Pepepper and Melindy. All friends and all will pass before she she ages and fades from life.

It is in times like these that the usually happy, plucky beautiful tomboy of a girl will lay upon her ancient mothers lap and weep. Sometimes for hours on end. This is a side she never shows to her companions. A side she has never even shown to Persis or Xanthalia. It is a sad secret shared only between mother and daughter and one that Drinlana, in this day of mixing and mingling, saddened by as well. For they both fear and dread the passing of these wonderful and courageous, noble hearted souls they have come to call family.

Outland and Azeroth, Growth and Change

As her journeys have continued on into Outland Siji, the Silver Blade and Xanthalia , the Silver Guardian of Shardracona have battled at the very foot of Illidans Black Tower and have defended the Outlands' peaceful settlements from Honor Hold to Windhammer Stronghold in Shadowmoon Valley, lending Blade and Faith to any and all in need. The things young Siji has seen and the battles she has fought have had a profound effect on her. Now when she sees the citizens of Darnassus, Stormwind, Ironforge and more she realizes how horrible a fate it would be for these innocents to fall to the hands of those demonic forces she has confronted and conquered. The same feelings hold true for those of the horde. To her we are all innocents being pitted against one another by dark powers.

Young though she may be, she has seen and faced legends, stood and conversed with the powers that have shaped the history of Azeroths 10000 years. She is changing inside, becoming more than Drinlana's daughter, becoming more than the young prankster and playful spirit of the halls. In the silent hours of the night as she sits to watch over the resting High Priestess Xanthalia, the magnitude of the events of her young life set in and she smiles, honored and eager to continue forging the path and meeting any and all challenges.

A Return to the Shield and a return to Kharazan

Siji watched for months as her beloved mother Drinlana, her best friend Xanthalia and her love Persis, ventured into Karazhan to uncover its secrets. During those months, she tended to the twins, Windborn and Swiftalon. Her mothers skill with a bow and Silvermane's ferocity in combat were considered key aspects of the Karazhan expedition, however there was a decision made by certain members which left a the group somewhat splintered and missing a shield bearer. After speaking with the leader on several occasions Drinlana decided it best to step back and encouraged Siji to take up her shield again to assist the efforts of this skilled group.

Now Siji stands in her mothers place alongside skilled explorers as a shield maiden and has already faced and defeated the likes of Attumen the Huntsman, Moroes, the Maiden, and the Curator within the halls and libraries of Medivh's Tower. Her greatest hope is to wear her mothers name well and to do her best to protect and defend her fellow explorers.

Gorehowl Unearthed!

Gorehowl, the axe was once wielded by the cursed Orc chieftain of the Warsong Clan, Grom Hellscream. This axe is a treasure and a victory to Siji and her love Persis and their family. The two young warriors unearthed the axe together and thus share it between themselves and wield it as a trophy for the Silver Dragon clan. They understand the rage this may instill in the factions of the horde, but they will never surrender it. Even if Thrall himself sought them out for the retrieval of the axe of his deceased friend and chief advisor, they would cling to their find. Such a blade is best left in the hands of the Alliance and especially the Night Elves in these trying times.

Young Siji has been educated greatly by her mother, and her love Persis, as the Thero'shan to Drinlana, has also been educated greatly on the lore and history of their people. They know and have been taught that this very axe was used by Grom Hellscream to defeat and slay their beloved Demigod Cenarius. They know that this blade has drawn the blood of many a Night Elf who died trying to defend their lands in Ashenvale, where the Shardracona Estate now rests. Death is the only thing that could get this axe from the hands of the young warrior maidens who wield it.

When Drinlana saw this blade and when the young girls were told the tale once again, the three were brought to tears. Possessing this axe, despite its black and cursed history has somehow brought them closer to Cenarius and his memory. They believe still, like all Night Elves, he sleeps in the Emerald Dream while his wounds heal, and that he will some day join them again.

Gorehowl - The Finding!

When last heard, the infamous and much feared Gorehowl was in the hands of the equally feared Grom Hellscream, as he and the future Warchief Thrall entered Demon Fall Canyon, in Ashenvale, to face the Pit Lord King, Mannoroth. How did this axe end up in the possession of the Burning Legion, inside Karazhan?.

This is the tale understood by the family of Shardracona.

Gorehowl - The Finding

Siji's Journal


Siji Anna'Erusen Denselde, Drinlana Isil'Litla Denselde, Khelthios Blackmane and associated character illustrations were all created and written by Drin commissions@drawingsbydrin.com.