Astlyr Sunwing

Name: Astlyr Sunwing

Age: Unknown

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Pansexual

Height: 5'7

Weight: Don't Ask

Body Shape: Curvy // Busty [38D Chest]

Personality: Feisty, Fiery, Benevolent, Caring

Class/Occupation: Paladin of the Silver Hand

Home: Silvermoon City, Eastern Kingdom

Bio: Born and raised in Silvermoon, Astlyr started her life fed with a silver spoon. Her parents were; and still are fairly wealthy. Astlyr grew up getting anything and everything she ever wished for, but deep down, it hurt her. She didn't understand why, no matter what was given, she still felt a sorrow eating at her, she wanted, needed to do something better with her time, with her energy. She was sick of being seen as nothing more than a cash grab for others, and seen as a weak little girl by her parents.

Tossing aside her status, Astlyr instead became a paladin, using her energy to help defend, and heal others in their time of need, it was a calling she never realised she needed, until that day. With the help of other paladins of the Silver Hand, she learned how to call forth the light for protection, for fighting, for healing. Along side other paladins, she was called upon many times when Azeroth was in need of help, while the Shamans and Druids healed the land itself, she went forth and healed its people. Her latest adventure taking her to a land known as Pandaria, it was filled with a race that nobody has ever seen before, Pandaren. They have been on that continent for centuries, but only now did the mists part to bring them into the light with the rest of the world. It was there, that she helped heal them after the war between the Horde and the Alliance, while they tore at the land, the land fought back, hurting its people. During her stay there, she met a Warscout of the very well known troll Empire; a Zandalari, though they were to be seen as a threat on this land, she did not sense that from him. As they continued their own works on the land, they kept bumping into one another, each time growing closer, until the fear of Astlyr needing to leave grew too uncomfortable.

She chose that early morning, that she would not return to the Silver Hand, not yet. Instead she chose to go with the Warscout, and be led off into yet another adventure.