Moira is a tall, thin elf, all angles and bones. Her face is scored by facial tattoos common to females of her race. She looks perpetually worn, tired. An ever present staff and a limp betrays past injuries that have failed to heal.
Embittered by (ex) Archdruid Staghelm's divisive policies, she left behind a career in politics and a son to travel the Eastern Kingdoms as a simple healer. There are rumours that her leaving was not altogether voluntary, however.
Since then, she has settled in Stormwind and now runs the Idle Hands mercenary and salvage company, along with her partner Wilhiem Hammerstorm.
Moira 's eyes swim. Her nails dig into Wilhiem’s cheeks, comb through his hair. "I... will not let you go. I will not. Let. You. Go." ---"I..." An elven priestess lies on a desert road in Silithus. Despite lying shoulder to shoulder with almost twenty other warriors, she feels utterly alone. She cannot move. She passes the time by thinking of what she is thankful for. "I am thankful for the shade." If not for the woman atop her, she may have dehydrated by now.
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