Mirth

=Physical Description= Mirth (given name: Ilaari) stands slightly shorter than most Draenei at approximately seven feet, eight inches tall. Her build is tough and muscular - not as slim as she would like - and her legs are especially well-developed. Her bright white skin can occasionally be seen flushed to a pale, robin's-egg blue. She is most easily recognized by the grand and widely-spread horns on her head - a rare formation. She also bears a small scar on the right side of her forehead - her sole injury from the crash of the Exodar.

Mirth is often found charging through the side streets of Stormwind and Ironforge on her ram, fully armored and carrying a curiously large sword on her back. Other times, she strolls casually in her favorite pair of black trousers and a light satin top. She can easily be spotted, standing tall in the company of her Dwarven comrades.

=Personality= Mirth's personality is bold, outgoing and straightforward, stemming from experiences throughout her life. She is deeply mistrusting of night elves, feeling unable in her mind to separate them from the blood elves who caused her family's death. Her feelings concerning humans lead toward a slight dislike, based mostly on what she has seen of them in Stormwind. She feels most at home among dwarves.

She will rarely display any sadness or self-pity, except when very drunk, as she feels pressure to live up to the meaning of her name. She is a hard drinker and feels right at home in a tavern, surrounded by the dwarves, to whom she owes both her name and her life. Her thick Dwarven accent and gregarious attitude are a testament to the time and the love she has invested in the Dwarven community, and she makes her home - naturally - in Ironforge.

Despite her hangups, Mirth is surprisingly easy to befriend under the proper circumstances. Dwarves are readily welcomed, and she has a curious fascination with gnomes as well. Mirth values honor and integrity, and becomes almost immediately loyal to anyone who makes her 'good side' regardless of that person's background. She is - oddly enough - marked by a slight homophobia, which usually dissipates as she warms up to the person in question.

=History= Mirth was born in Telaar, Nagrand to the priestess Ammani and the hunter-warrior Luutek, and was named Ilaari at the time of her birth. She is the eldest of three children, followed by her sister Viraa and her now-deceased brother Rael. Mirth was fascinated with battle from a young age, and with her father's support she took up both the sword and the bow in her childhood. Her natural affinity with animals also caught her father's attention, and he taught her the ways of the hunt.

Never interested in traditionally feminine pursuits or spiritual studies, she quickly became known as a heathen and a tomboy and was often shunned by the elders in her community. Again with her father's support, Mirth stood her ground and one day challenged one of her greatest instigators, the Elekk breeder Torallius, to a duel. Though she was considerably younger than him, she fought fiercely against his blows, and the match ended in a stalemate. After this, the harassment virtually stopped - though the community still kept its distance. She later in life proposed a mated union with Torallius, whereupon he would slander and shame her once again.

Her father and mother were both soon called to war against the invading orcs, and she was left in charge of protecting her two younger siblings in their absence. After her father Luutek was slain in battle at Shattrath City, she and her family boarded the Exodar for what would have been their escape. In the crash that followed, Mirth's mother and younger brother were fatally injured, and died just hours later.

While Mirth's sister Viraa stayed behind to tend to her duties as a novice priestess, Mirth herself took to the ocean in search of help for her people. An accident at sea left her floating among the waves, presumed dead. Mirth awoke several weeks later in Thelsamar, Loch Modan. Bewildered as to where she was and how she had arrived, she soon made friends among the strange, short, drinking men of Thelsamar - even learning that a dwarf had brought her there and saved her life, though he was a traveler and his identity was unknown. Mirth felt it right to settle among the dwarves, eventually relocating to a tiny house in Ironforge. There, she could repay her debt to the dwarves while learning about this new world, and maybe even gathering some allies.