Ptehincala Revanvolk-Surien

=Physical Description= Her white skin is marred by many scars, the most noticeable run across her face; from the top left side of her forehead, over the bridge of her nose, and ending at the right side of her jaw. Her left cheek has two smaller slashes. Ptehincala’s left leg is a bit twisted, as if it was broken and never set right. Because of it, she walks with a distinct limp...the toe of her left hoof is worn down from her dragging it.

On her right arm there is a patch of flesh that swirls with a deep burgundy shade. The skin around the discoloration is peeling, and blood seeps from it on occasion. Her eyes slant gracefully up at the ends, in a wolfish manner, and dimly glow white...most of the time. A reddish hue can be detected now and then.

Ptehincala’s hooves are well taken care of, and shod with adamantite horseshoes. The tips of her horns have been sharpened, and tipped with the metal as well. Her noticeably long fangs peek from her lips, and are tipped with truesilver. Her limping walk carries her with the distinct pride of a high-born.

Her movements seem feral: she often stops to sniff at passing breezes, as if reading what news they carry. Tail twitches from side to side, mouth is often curved in a smirk that is better described as a snarl...or an odd balance of the two that can shift either way, depending on the situation.

Around her neck is a thin silver chain; a diamond ring and a wolf fang hang from it. Tucked in her belt is an ornately carved silver Ankh which she will hold in her palm from time to time. On her left ring finger, she has a large diamond ring stacked with a finely engraved truesilver wedding band.

=Personality= At first, her mannerisms make Ptehincala out to be just another snobbish Draenei aristocrat. Once befriended, she is quite warm and quick to share a drink...and whatever mischief said drink leads to. The femme has a very strict code of honor that she abides by unwaveringly, however, her code is defined by herself and not by any other authority.

=History= There is little known about Ptehincala, or the rest of the Stray, for that matter. No one has record of her, as if she only appeared.

What is known, however, is that she is a Paladin that turned her back on the Light for the ways of the Shaman. She still calls upon her training when needed, but prefers her new path. Also, some months ago, she eloped with a Night Elf Hunter named Westerfield Surien, Alpha of the Stray triumvirate. Pteh now wanders Ironforge, her agenda kept mostly to herself.