Yanisin
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| Faction | Horde |
| Race | Tauren |
| Class | Blood Death Knight |
| Gender | Female |
| Guild | Ani Ayastigi |
| Level | 80 |
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[edit] Biography
- Name: Ituha Yanisin of the Winterhoof Tribe
- Race: Tauren
- Size: An average build. Slightly short.
- Age: Died in early middle ages about 6 years ago
- Guild: Ani Ayastigi
- Occupation: Spirit Guide of the Ani Ayastigi, Front-line Soldier, and Jewel-crafter
- Personality Sketch: Optimistic. Friendly.
- Weaknesses: Brain damage from her death causes the right side of her body to become paralyzed at times.
- Birthplace: Camp Taurajo
- Home: The bearskin rug in front of the hearth of the Ani Ayastigi guild hall
- Family: No living relatives know of her resurrection. Only Serahe knows her from before her death.
- Description: Cobalt bangs cascade over either side of her forehead. Her mane falls in two braids. The left has several small feathers weaved into it and the right has a Large Iron feather bound to it. Her weapon is well polished. Her armor, though rigid and thick, is dusty and battleworn.
[edit] History
[edit] Life and Death
Ituha was born in the harsh barrens where her home was under constant attack from the centaur. She was a natural shaman and began training under Ta'he Winterhoof at a very young age. His daughter, Serahe, joined the classes and they quickly became great friends. As the years went by her relationship with both Serahe and The Elements grew stronger until she removed herself from training and chose to aid in fighting the centaur of Desolace. She felt it necessary to aid in the battle not only for her hatred of the Centaur, but also as experience to help her be accepted into the Ani Ayastigi. Ituha always dreamed of serving them. There was no greater honor to her than serving the warrior tribe and working closely with her own people and the orcs she so admired for their help with the crossroads caravans. One day she carelessly wandered away from her war-party and encountered a band of centaur that had slipped past the line. Before she could react they were upon her and she was left dead and stripped to bleach in the dry Desolace wind.
[edit] In Service of the Scourge
She was very powerful in her early years of serving Arthas. Her elemental affinity augmented her necromatic powers making her very effective in war. She showed no quarter or remorse. What tortures her the most is that she remembers well the things she'd done, but at the time she was watching in a stupor as her mind was as if it were behind a veil. As the atrocities she'd committed piled up her elemental powers waned. She watched helplessly as her life's calling forsook her. Now significantly less powerful, she was demoted and assigned to serve under Goretooth. Over time she became less powerful and ruthless. Her wit returned slowly with each passing day until she was sent to battle at Light's Hope. Azeroth wept blood from the sky as the invasion was impending, and as it struck her skin her mind came back to her all at once. As the other scourge units charged, she dropped her axe and stood still in astonishment of her sins.
[edit] Acceptance of the Horde
When Ituha first broke from the Lich King, her first instinct was to return to Orgrimmar to find Serahe at the orphanage. She didn't want Ta'he to see her as she now was, but deep down she knew Serahe would accept her. Luckily Darion Mograine had tasked her to do just that, so her first action as a free knight was decided. She inhaled deeply, clutching the parcel from High-Lord Mograine and preparing herself. She knew insults would be thrown, but never expected the rotten fruit as she entered the city gates. The orcs she respected so much for their honor and strength had sided with the elements and turned on her, seeing no forgiveness. She tried to apologize as she passed, but the guards would dart to her sides to evade any attack that might come. They hooted and roared and taunted her, so she hung her head and headed straight for Thrall hoping deeply that the Kor'Kron would not slay her on sight. When she finally reached Thrall he read the parcel and sat quietly for a moment considering it. "You will welcome Ituha, a former hero of the Horde, and treat her with the respect that you would give to any ally of Orgrimmar," he bellowed, sending two messengers out the door to spread the word. She replied quietly with a bowed head. "Yanisin if you please, Warchief. I wish not to shame my former name with the actions I've committed."
[edit] The Warrior Tribe
Now given a second chance, Yanisin felt compelled to carry out with joining the Ani Ayastigi. She found a small gathering of some braves and champions in Thunderbluff, and approached them choosing her words carefully. “Dawado ale Oginali ("I am, and I am a friend" in the Ani tongue)," she said. She explained her story and asked not that they forgave her, but that they would tolerate her until she could prove herself again. An orc hunter, Tamsinela, stepped forward to speak, and told her where to seek council with the elders and approval from the clan. She was weary of the knight, and refused to break sight with her. Slowly she backed away and returned to the fire, leaving Yanisin to return the next week.
Acceptance of a Death Knight into the clan was a grave issue for the elders; one they didn't make lightly. The second week she returned for a judgment the Ani met at the shrine of the fallen warrior to reveal their historic decision. She rode in early, dismissing her kodo at the base of the mountain to make the rest of the trek alone. Many of the warriors chose not to acknowledge her so she found a place toward the back of the meeting place, where many of the Death Knights who sought acceptance seemed to gravitate toward. Knâr, a champion of the Ani, stepped forward to sound the Elder's judgment. As Cairne trusted the judgement of Thrall on many matters, the Ani would trust his judgment on the acceptance of these new allies. The Knights stepped forward to kneel and take the oath when suddenly two elf knights called out an interruption. They tried to explain to the gathered that there was no place for them among the living. That joining the clan was a mistake; a folly in trying to become what they once were. This struck Yanisin hard. Deep down she thought it could be true. They asked that the knights come back with them and join the Order of the Ebon Blade, the only place a knight truly belonged. The words fell on the deaf ears of others and they were asked to leave much to Yanisin's relief. She kneeled and took the oath full of a vigor to prove herself and bring honor back to her name.
