Eraelan Netherbane

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Race
Kaldorei Eventually transfigured into a winged Satyr.

Physical Appearance
Of average kaldorei height and appearance, Eraelan Netherbane never would have stood out within a crowd. However, his years of hunting the fel have changed his look, darkening his skin and hair to a deep purple from the original lighter shade of blue it once was. Eraelan's hair is long and largely unkept. He chooses to let most of it fall free, but he does tie back a small bit of it in a topknot. He keeps his face clear of hair, but his cheeks and chin he lets grow. Finally, Eraelan, like all of the caste, wears a blindfold around where his spectral sight now replaces his once silvery eyes. Eraelan's demonform looks much like any other satyr with one major exception: wings. His bestial fur is crimson in color, and his skin has grown even darker yet. In addition to this, Eraelan's experiments in flesh shaping has allowed him to gift himself with a pair of massive feathery wings. It is unknown whether this means he was capable of flight. And since Eraelan Netherbane is now dead, we will never truly know.

Overview
Eraelan Netherbane was a demon hunter of minor renown during the first invasion. He never truly made a major name for himself, but he was skilled enough that he did not pass unnoticed through the war. Many years later Eraelan found himself rather disgusted with his caste. Not because he had a dislike of the fel, but because he felt that most of the caste was weak and could stand to be a little more diligent in their hunts and in their training. In addition, he also believed that the fel energies to which the demon hunters were bound were going largely untapped. It was then that Eraelan decided to research deeper into the binding rituals and sought out ways to increase a hunter's ability. It was some time later that Eraelan set up a small camp where he would begin his experiments. He gathered together a few students and taught them the ways of the path, keeping careful watch on their progress and measuring their abilities and skill. He thus discovered that his revised rituals did in fact improve a demon hunter's abilities, but they also came with dire side effects. Madness was the most common and most devastating, as most of the hunters bound could not cope with the extra taint upon their minds and souls. Only a few could withstand such a thing, and these became Eraelan's more prized pupils. Unfortunately, his most skilled, a young huntress named Elaia Shaillan, was not immune to the madness, and she caused the most devastation amongst the camp. Eraelan was forced to send perhaps his most stable hunter, a student by the name of Tharion, to kill her. Tharion was successful. Tharion's stability was largely due to his outlook on life, which was very "grey." He had a habit of seeing situations from both sides, and few things to him were truly good or evil. Tharion was a rare creature who saw the world for what it was, not for what he wanted it to be. As such, Eraelan bestowed the name "Greyseer" upon him, and he has since been known as "Tharion Greyseer." Even after the death of Elaia, Tharion stayed under Eraelan and learned. He proved himself to be quite skilled at hunting mad hunters, and Eraelan used him to that extent many many times. It was not until the third war came upon kalimdor that Tharion and his mentor parted ways. Sometime during that war, Eraelan vanished, and when Tharion returned to the camp, all he found was a barren, broken site. Saddened by the fact that he would never truly be able to complete his training under Eraelan, Tharion set out to wander the world and see about completing it alone. It was not until much later, when Tharion was finally succumbing to the madness of Eraelan's altered binding, that the hunter discovered the true fate of his old mentor. Tharion discovered Eraelan somewhere within the Twisting Nether, deep within an old ruin of some sort. His body was transfigured, turned into that of a satyr by the Burning Legion. But even as a demon Eraelan could not give up his experimental ways, and had developed another ritual which he used to transfer the soul of Tharion's demon into a specially forged blade that would eventually be known as Felborne. That was not the only experiments that Eraelan had done, however. He had practiced as the demons had done, twisting life from its natural state and into a more demonic form. He had even practiced upon himself, gifting his twisted satyr body with that of two massive feathery wings. Seeming to enjoy his new found abilities and demoninc existence, Eraelan even took up a satyr-like name, the full length of which is difficult for mortal tongues. Eraelan continued to keep contact with Tharion after the rebinding of Felborne, although it was a sporadic and unreliable contact. Eraelan was the first to warn Tharion that the Burning Legion had turned the Shadowed Sun upon them, and that a pit lord by the name of Daeloth was on the loose and hunting. There were many times when Eraelan appeared to be an ally, giving warnings and assistance to keep Tharion alive. However, it was soon discovered by Xythael that Eraelan's motives were not fully selfless. It was then that she began to plot ways of removing Tharion's old mentor from the picture altogether. After Daeloth was defeated, Tharion and Xythael found themselves at odds with a different type of hunter, the Shai'i (a twisted version of Elaia, the hunter that Tharion had killed long ago). Daeloth had convinved them that he could assist (since he was being hunted as well), but would need to regain some of his former strength to do so. When Xythael asked what he needed, Daeloth responded that feeding upon his own kind was one way of regenerating that which had been lost. Xythael, finally seeing her chance, lured both Daeloth and Eraelan into a confrontation. And while it was Xythael who fought and defeated Eraelan, it was Daeloth who fed upon the fallen former hunter, regenerating the arm lost in the battle with Tharion and regaining a measure of strength. Daeloth keeps the skull of Eraelan Netherbane as a trophy. You can still see it today upon the tip of the mace he carries with him into battle. As a side note, the name of the guild, "Netherbane" was chosen before Tharion discovered Eraelan's true intent. He had chosen it to honor the memory of his lost mentor, not knowing that Eraelan was perhaps the farthest thing that needed to be honored. Tharion chooses to keep the name, however, as a reminder of what NOT to become.