Cercesia shines in a crowd. Her fur a light red and white gradient. Cleaned daily and covered in oils to keep it protected and soft. Standing slightly taller 185cm with a wide wingspan. She is a hunter not just by trade but inherence. Her body covered in a thick soft fur hides her tone features. Pushing into her fur isn't met with a puggy response but a stone. Her core and arms both sculpted from a life time of drawing bows.

Despite this she lets off a soft demeanor. Her face with a racoons esthetic orange bursting from her eyes into firework streaks running down her cheeks. As you look closer you notice her eyes. Unique right eye a deep blue, her left a vibrant purple. She isn't shy about it fluttering her unique beauty to anyone she speaks to. She finishes her presentation with long brown hair loosely wrapped into a pigtail. Her bangs are free framing her rounded face and finally a streak of purple as it is her favorite color.

Born on a small island off the coast of Kun-La Summit in a small village she was raised by community not family. As a young pup she found her enjoyment in crafts. She was curious about her would and enjoyed breaking things to fix them (the former more than the latter). She tore into the gain silos, helped repair wagons and frame equipment, and often found herself experimenting with weird rocks she would find in the prairie.

Other than crafting she also shared a primal instinct for the hunt. She drew her first bow at a young age of 9 and completed her first solo hunt at 12 years of age. At 15 she volunteered at the nearby Valor & Justice Garrison as a hunter. She spent most of her time in the armory playing with the new weapons she had found. While working at the Garrison Cercesia met a Traveler named Quizla Blastcap. They spoke day after day about new designs and ideas for creating safer equipment for their compatriots. Sadly Eventually Quizla had to move on just a couple years later.

Now 7 years latter Cercesia has received a letter from Quizla. She has been invited to join her on the Dragon Isle's and study as an Engineers Apprentice. Cercesia has now spent all her savings to move to the bustling Stormwind and begin her journey to learn everything she can from the Dragon Isle's.

Cercesia's armor is not new or prestine. After work her attire shows obvious wear. It wasn't bought from a master crafter fresh from the tailer or forges. Her gear is form over function. Beat up hand-me-down gear worn by many others and thrown out believed to be useless. Cercesia loves this. She found this armor and repaired it herself. Sure it's not shining blinding her enemies but it can deflect and arrow all the same or dispel a fire ball. She does her best to keep it clean. Trying to hide the patch welds and bandages under a thick matte purple lining. The fabric does well to hide the dents anyways purple is her favorite color.

Her weapons match her armor. A self made P.E.W if you asked her it's the best design out there. But she is a little bias. You may occasionally see her with a box. A remembrance of were she started. That small island off the coast of Kun-La Summit.

I'm exploring this character and WoW Rping. I wanna create and story and I want my chracter to have motives and drives of her own. If you interest Cercesia you may not interest me in the same way. Something I don't find offensive may be a big deal to her. This is my persona for me to create on the side and is not me per say. So lets start an adventure, walk and talk, grab a drink.