User:User 22717

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 * Name: Jurisca Ulryf
 * Race: Draenei
 * Age: 1208
 * Height: 7'
 * Weight: 87kg
 * Title: Finder of Rare things, Apprentice Drake Puncher
 * Birthplace: Nagrand
 * Religious Affiliation: None
 * Occupation: Warrior
 * Additional Skills: None
 * Guild: Divine Nightmares
 * Nicknames: Juri.
 * Professions: None
 * Server: MoonGuard

Description
Jurisca stands at about seven foot, only a little off the mark much to her annoyance. Her dark skin is tough to the touch, rough with days of hard work from her youth leaving its mark. Though it is also littered with small, almost invisible scars that can be traced over the body she has worked hard for. Though that to be said she does have a slight definition to her body because of the muscles that are hidden beneath her skin.

Due to recent events she now possesses a new scar on her back and stomach, a long jagged line that extends from just below her naval to her rib cage. It matches on her back as well in size and position.

Her body is nothing to speak about, average in its shape. Infact she is below average as her hips are only a little wider then her waist and her other features, similar in size. She possesses elongated canines, one could say that they were fangs even! They did match the size after all.

She often has a distant look to her eyes as she thinks about what has been, and not what is happening but when she concentrates on what is happening her sight clears. Her eyes focusing on what is brought before her and not where her mind wanders too.

She always carries a weapon with her, or somewhere nearby, be it a sword that can only be wielded with two hands or two smaller, single handed weapons. She is always armed... though it doesn't make her look dangerous at all. Though it isn't always obvious if she has one on her or nearby her.

Jurisca's Notes and Diary
Kinji Dawnseer At first I thought that this was to come to blows... but now I see it wasn't true. This woman, this night elf before me, even with her pet at her side has shown me her true strengths and how strong she is. She has my respect......and my promise that I will come back to challenge her one day. She even offered me a place in a battalion, maybe there... I will find some truly strong souls.

Mouriv Starsinger and Mellandru An interesting pair, Mouriv a mage, and Mellandru a druid. They answered my questions and challenges with such a calm I could not believe. They took no offence and thought it through. But their words weren't sharpened to cut.... but to heal, to consul. They answered questions that I have no even asked! Mouriv even offered me a stay at his lodging if I required it... this is a gift I know. A gift that humbles me.

Chistopher Winter He is a giant of a man, so large that he even dwarves me! I was worried that he would deny me words because I am weaker then most of my people, even ones that put no effort into their bodies. But... instead he congratulated me upon the efforts that I have placed in! He looked at me with respect! Not with disgust! He...he is a good man, saying that even I, that even I can stand up and push through the limits that were placed upon me by the cruel light, Elune or whatever gods people follow. He even offered to train my arms.... train me to become a Master of Arms! A master of any weapon that I can wield!

I have to admit... I was half fighting myself during our talk, trying not to blush because it seemed that he held some favour towards me during our talk, but... but no. I do not have time for such things, especially since his body would crush mine if he were to take the lead. Haha, but still... maybe another time when I have become stronger, maybe....

Xiviandra A warlock... one that trailed flames behind her. Normally I would ignore such a creation and fel magics, for she is obviously a dark magister. But yet... with everything that has been happening to me recently I can not help but ask myself. Is... magic really that bad of a thing? I mean.... is it really a crutch to true strength? She.. she even gave me an offer to strengthen my arm.... She.. she offered to make me stronger! For.. for nothing that I know of! I...I can not believe it...and I.. I want to accept this offer but I worry because I know fel magics will be involved and... it is in a way a crutch, a cheat but... my arms are still so weak. Is it bad of me to want to become stronger even at such a price?

A strange Draenei of the dead.... He was an interesting one, saying that I should be tall to be strong. This... is not something that I can agree with, it seems foolish and stupid, but still... he has a point about himself. What... can I lose if I accept this one gift that has been offered to me?

Donald and Malcolm Kesaith Two humans... at first they seemed curious about who I was and such other things. But then... an offer of a job, to work as a courier for their company. They mentioned trainers, experts of arms, and good pay.... It seems like a good offer, but I am still suspicious about what they do... but that said, how can I refuse when they've given me such a chance? A chance to train with proper experts, and a job to sustain myself. But... still, I guess I worry too much.

A pact made.... I went to find that Xivi woman....I... I accepted the offer she gave me. Strength for a sliver of my soul, I don't know why I accepted it but... but... well, I guess that I was a bit tired of just waiting, and waiting to become stronger. Though now... I don't feel any stronger, I infact only feel a odd hunger. One I am not sure of, it worries me, fills me with a sense of dread....though my canine teeth have grown, it.. it is strange.

The Thirst.... Recently I've been experiencing a thirst, something that I can not explain! No matter how much I drink it still remains. And.. it scares me, I'm worried. Is something wrong with me? Like today... I saw blood, and it grew... it grew... and this worried me, but maybe it was just a bit of blood lust. Something warriors experience from time to time.. maybe I'm finally growing to be a warrior then, maybe but still.... then why did I ask if a death knight has blood in his veins? And why did I want him to tilt his head to expose his neck? Why?

The Thirst explained.... I know what I crave now, I know it... and it scares me. Blood. Every three days I must drink blood to survive. And I have no idea how to even cure this... though it is hardly a cure, there is none that I or anyone knows of. I... I must do research on this, I must find out more.... more....I can barely think straight, the call of it... I-I need it....the coppery stench of it calls me.... I....must.....*The note ends as the ink seems to taper off in a line, a few blots at the end suggest it was left hanging over the parchment.*

Zava I found the other one that I was told to find, a Zava. She suffers the same curse that I do, a blood-curse. Her ambition scares me slightly, how she really just wants to kill off Xivi, for our mistakes. We made these mistakes, we should suffer for it, but yet.... yet she has lived longer then I in this way, so there isn't much I can do about it. It might be worse then I could say it is now....But, I will experience and I will find out what is going on with myself. But.... this blood-curse... I still wish I could be rid of it, because... it aggrivates me, even when a drop of blood is in the air. It haunts me... pulls at my head, my senses, my reasoning....it turns me crazed when I only just think about it.

I need time.... this blood lust will kill me....

OOC note: While it can be said she is a vampire... in my mind she actually isn't. Though she has a few qualities of one, so blood drinking, and fangs. She is more similar to the Blood Queen from ICC.

'Finally... some relief.' Even though it has only been a day, I felt it tear at me even more then it had before. It was almost like it was a painful, burning sensation as I thirsted. And it had only been a day! It... it didn't help that while I revealed it to Lia, my worgen friend, there was blood in the air from her pack defending their den from invanders. That... and when I told her everything that I am now.. she offered her wrist to me. She... she offered it! I, I thought she would of shied away but no. She offered. This, well it amazed me and made my mouth water at a chance to quench my thirst.

But, the main point. She agreeded. She agreed to help me when I needed it, now this, this is a boon for me. I no longer have to fear that third day, that day when I might lose my mind to this thirst that tears at my soul. Thank you Lia, you've done me a much greater service then you know.

Vaella An interesting elf I met in the Cathedral Square. The armour she wore was scarce, one could almost think she'd be better suited in the Lion's Pride Inn. But yet as I spoke to her, her choices made sense! The scarce amount of armour meant that it was lighter and gave her more flexibility during a fight. This. This makes sense, especially to me! Especially when I don't have much strength in my arms. Maybe I need to think upon this more, and try this at least. See if there is truth to her words and wisdom.

Faith Challenged When I wrote this morning, and spoke to a lucky couple, I had a strange urge. Something I haven't had in a long time. It was the urge to pray, to pray to a light that I don't believe in or do I even follow. It was strange that I had this urge, but as I approached a priest for advice. I admit, I did start to argue with her but it only became hurtful when the Draenei came.

I hate them....I hate my own people, and he just proved to me why I do. He claimed to be a priest of the light but yet he was blinded by his 'superiority' and it frustrates me.

Why are they so blind to everything else? Why? But then again.... I guess that you could say that I am blind because I don't see my own peoples pain, but then again... why would I even care for something that never cared for me?

Getting stabbed hurts I was talking to a highborne this night. A real life elven highborne! She was inviting me to be her handmaiden, something that well didn't interest me at all but then she mentioned something. Gladitorial fights! That... that means I can use that to train and increase my strength. Though she said that it wasn't going to be ready, and it was going to take a while. Though... it might be worth the wait.

But.. but that wasn't all that happened. I.. I have no idea who or what attacked me but.... one moment I was standing there and the next I had a giant sword that I was impaled upon. I... I got scared... it hurt. It hurt so much... I.. I...everything went dark. It.. it was scary...

But... but Dich, and Sen were there too. They... they helped me so much even if they only stood and watched. Just knowing they were there helped so much... Dich even wore pants. It amazed me, but then again I guess even he can be serious.

But.... I'm scared, my stomach hurts so much, even though I'm healed. It just hurts... hurts so much! I feel so weak, so weak.

“You want to train me?” I met her, well really she called out to me, listened as I complained, whined and moped about and then she beat me up. Well actually again she just methodically tested me before tackling me into the canals!

She...she is different from the other Draenei I've met. She has no love for the light much like myself, but also... she seems wild. She told me that she spends so much time out in the wilds, and that is visible. Her movements... her rage! Oh gods her rage! It is unrelenting and amazing, it makes me shudder to remember it. But yet, I want to learn it, I want to learn how to wield it.

But I felt sad as she left.... I didn't want her to go, I don't know why I'd feel such a thing but.... well, I guess I'll just have to wait for her to come back and teach me more.

A story about Sin. This is going to take a while to explain, but that said. I might as well start at the beginning of it all.

I found them in the graveyard, silent as it as well. Senalra, a great friend, was knocked out, Sin'asi, another good friend possessing a great hole in her chest while the other, Dezmund, one who I had yet to meet properly was dead. I had no idea what was happening. With some quick moments, and movements, and some luck. Some definite luck. We got into the cathedral with Sin stabilised by some higher power that decided to listen. We were lucky, but Dezmund was not, he.. he was dead, cold in Sen's bike. And the people of the light couldn't help him, they. I don't know why, something about needing more people to do it. I personally think that is total bullocks! Because we went to a warlock right after, and he resurrected him by himself!

Though a deal was made, but that is another story....

But later, she.. I don't know how to explain it. Because it wasn't Sin, it wasn't her... but then it was her. I just don't even know what happened... all I remember is pain and agony....

A question answered by the Prophet. I always questioned the light, always wondered why it forsakes some and only saved its 'chosen'. Why it didn't save my friends and family, why it condemned them to the legion's grasp and my blade's lethal edge. I always asked that but today, something happened. While I was in the Swamp of Sorrow, helping the broken, the lost of our people. He came... though it wasn't for me he came, nor to even answer my question that always burned in my mind.

He came for someone else who was about to die, but the words he spoke made me stop and think. Because I've always told that the light is all powerful and can't be stopped but yet, he the prophet of our people, spoke of how it wags a war of its own as the darkness fights to flood the world.

It made me stop and think... maybe, maybe the light couldn't save them because the darkness had too great of a hold on them, but even if that was true I hope that in death, and under my tears, that they found redemption in the light that I will see them one day. Just... please, I hope that the light and the Naaru are that forgiving. Please.... just one more time when I die I want to see them. Please.

A return home. Home, here I fought, I learnt, and I lived.

It is hard to think of back then as good especially after the orcs became corrupted by the demon's blood. But even then I still remember, and I learn about the mistakes I made, and how I corrected them. Though now, it is a place for me to remember....a place for me to live and love in once more. What an interesting place it is anyway.

A monster I am, a pitiful one at best. -Coming Soon-

Blood Starved, Rage born. I can not remember what happened here except for after I was truly sated and awoke from the rage that blinded my mind.....

But I did ask my master what happened, and these are her words....

''You asked for my side of things that happened while you where in your bloodlust the day we broke that elf... I hesitated writing this as I do not know how you will react to it, but here is everything.''

''I awoke that morning alone in Telredor and called for you over the comm stone. All I got in response was the sounds of battle a gutteral growling, and an Ogre screaming. I came out to the ogre grounds in Zangarmarsh... I found you covered head to toe in blood of ogres.''

''When I found you. You did not recognize me and you attacked me. I fought you off the best I could without injuring you. You beat me Juri... You bested me and had me on the ground about to claim me as your bloodlusted pride when the elf appeared from teh shadows.''

''You jumped up and tackled the man. ... And then ripped him apart using your ring and a Dragon's Rage potion... ''

If there is anything other you want to know ask...

A nice night at the Inn, well both of them. It was an interesting night at the Blue Recluse with my friend, while she teased and joked it was still a fun night. I discovered much about myself and her at that time! Even if the guards were running around and trying to ruin the atmosphere of the inn. That was annoying, but that doesn't matter!

But, enough of that....I later went to the Inn in Telaar to met my master and do some training, and well... it turned into an amazing night and morning as the staff and the guards joined in on our training, it made it so much more fun!

Firstly, I must say that the caregiver at the inn at Telaar is a very nice lady! She was so nice to us when my master and I made our requests for help during our training. She really did help us that night, but I'm certain she also loved helping us as well! But that said I recogn she was just glad that we helped her get so many more customers as it seemed that her business had begun to struggle since not many people pass by Nagrand any more.

But still, those were amazing nights! And I really need to visit that inn again with my master, I do want to have another talk with the Caregiver since she had so many interesting tales!

A goal finished, a pinnacle reached.... -Coming Soon-

How to save a life How do you save a life? I'll tell you how....you take them from the dangerous place where they were and then try your hardest to give them the things they never had, a life they never had or never would have had a chance at....

All I hope is that my struggle isn't for nothing, that my motives are peaceful, that....that she'll be able to live for a far greater purpose then being trapped in Goldshire ever could of given. No eight year old girl should be witness, or forced, into the horrors of that place.

And I'll admit, I wanted to burn the place down, slaughter every last one there but yet I know I can not. There are people there who are stronger then anything I could handle currently, much stronger.

OOC Message and thanks
This is of course the OOC section, and well... this entire thing is meant to be an experiment of a character's growth. Yes I have current goals for the character BUT that can be changed depending on who she interacts with and how much of an effort they'll put into the situation.

ALSO I'm not going to take credit for this idea at all, this goes to a friend who I have been RPing with and has had an amazing success with! User:Hilda Farchild, So really in respect to my friend who gave me this idea you should have a look at her page and have a poke around to see if you can find her.