{h1:c}Yelzara's Story{/h1}
{h3:c}TL;DR At The Bottom{/h3}
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Yelzara was not always the demon she sometimes presents herself to be. In the past, far before the Burning Legion’s invasion on the Broken Isles, Yelzara was a hero of Silvermoon and the Horde. While not well-known, she was a very capable fighter and possessed great prowess with blades, wielding one in each hand. She had no specific ones, she simply fought with whatever she felt would give her the edge in combat.

She served Warchief Thrall with reluctant obedience and generally opted to do whatever she pleased. She especially delighted in roaming the firey wastelands of the central area of the Eastern Kingdoms. Though Nefarion was long defeated, the Black Dragonflight lingered, and their numbers dwindled every day she spent camped there. She used the scales of the beasts to forge the armor she wears to this day, partially as memorabilia, as well as necessity, as she has yet to find anything that suit her better than her own craftsmanship.

Her adventures led her south into the Blasted Lands, and eventually to the Dark Portal. Sheer curiosity brought her through, and was then introduced to all new prey inside of Hellfire Peninsula. Overwhelmed, she went to do deeds for the Thrallmar Horde to sate her need for blood on her blades. She cut through the fel orcs like butter and she proceeded east towards her first experience with the Burning Legion.

She sliced her way through the hordes of demons before arriving at Gateway Murketh. The she encountered one of the most magnificent creatures she had ever seen. The creature towered over a frightened gnome and picked him up with her lower two arms before cutting his head off with the swords in her top two, followed by a slow clap over his corpse with the middle two. This demon, though she hadn’t known it yet, was a Shivarra. Yelzara marveled at the chance to face a foe that she may have a challenge with.

She pounced on the demon and engaged in exciting combat, with Yelzara slowly gaining the upper hand. With one final blow, the demon fell to the ground, the fire emerging from it's head no longer peering over the lifeless crown. She examined the body before noticing the weapons it used. They were finely crafted green edged swords, each as long as her leg. She picked them up and turned to walk away before feeling a rush of power surge over her.

She fell to her knees as a pain began to spike on the sides of her chest, two lumps on either side began to emerge and form into arms, and the fingernails on all six grew talon-like fingernails. She grew to almost eleven feet as her armor began to shift into something a lot less covering, similar to that of the demon she has just slain. Her skin shifted to the color that can only be described as the Elwynn sky, and her hair started solidifying and pointing upwards, with a green-blue flame billowing out of it. Yelzara had turned into one of them. She stood and looked down at her new apendages. Before falling to the ground once again.

A wave of knowledge surged into her mind. Suddenly, she felt empowered. Yelzara knew everything about her new form. How to control it, what she was, and the fate of those who wielded the blades before. She looked behind her to the body and instead of a dead Shivarra, was a human, looking at her with lifeless eyes. She muttered two words: “Too… late…” The plea was followed with a final choke and death. After Yelzara took everything in and practiced moving her new arms, which felt like she had had them her entire life, she concentrated. Suddenly, she had shifted back into her elven form, with her previous armor, still wielding the blades.

As her life went on, she developed a personality more akin to that of Mother Shahraz of the Black Temple, and now is in control of a similiar domain in Aetherius, and has amassed her own small army of demon forces.

{col:000000}TL;DR: Goes to Hellfire Peninsula for the first time, picks up cursed weapons, transformed into a Shivarra, is now queen of a bunch of demons{/col}