Personality: Tem'Questa is a very social creature, but is known to vanish from interaction for days on end. She does this to gather her thoughts and recuperate. When not picking the brains of others, her time is spent with her nose buried in the crest of a book. She is an apprentice in the skills of Herbalism and Alchemy. She is a tinkerer at heart, and pushes to create new leads in her favorite fields, though her efforts sometimes go up in a puff of smoke. She is happiest when surrounded by nature. The animals of the Grove are her finest of companions, and she holds them very dear. Others have found her to be a tad overzealous, sometimes to a fault. Intensity is a trait found within her that is both a blessing and a curse.
Likes/Dislikes: One of her prized possessions is a small pouch made of the finest black silk, with silver-braided string to draw it closed. The true love, however, is what's inside; an extensive collection of rare seeds found strewn all across Azeroth. She has never let the parcel leave her side, not even in her sleep. Even with all the animals on Azeroth, Tem'Questa has a love challenged by no other for her trusted Nightsaber, Fui'Teluumen. Referred to as Teluum by Tem'Questa, Fui'Teluumen is significantly larger than its average kin, and is cloaked in jet black, with tiny random white speckles, resembling a clear night sky. The cat's eyes beckon with a deep, flowing green, and are faceted with hues of blue and teal. Affixed with a saddle crafted from imbued Elvish leather, light as silk, but sturdy as steel, Teluum is a sight to be seen. The saddle is encrusted with magical Elven scripture, translating to "Forgotten will never be the grace of Elune."
Tem'Questa finds herself disliking, more than she wishes, the Humans. They're tireless efforts to gather lumber and slaughter wildlife has worn thin on Tem'Questa, even in her short time on Azeroth. She understands it isn't right to generalize or hate someone because of their race, but she cannot help having disdain for their evil ways. She dislikes battle, violence, and war. In times of dire need, she will use her nurturing abilities to heal and aid her allies, but she has not, and cannot, take a life.
Appearance: Her attire begins with knee-high leather boots, with button down side pockets. They are modest and practical. She wears a long skirt, reaching to her knee, leaving just an inch or two of her knee exposed between the boots and the skirt. The skirt is made from leather, wrapped a full one and some more times around her waste, ending on her left side, with a curve extending from the left of her waste downward to her right knee. It is loosely covered with miscellaneous vines and leaves, all tied on in one way or another. There are a couple larger patches of leaves sewn into the leather. Weather the leaf patches are for covering battle damage or simply for show, only Tem'Questa will ever know. Wrapped around her waist is a belt made from the same leather used for Teluum's saddle, with matching engravings. On her left hip always rests her go-to carving knife. With a hilt of silver, embossed with a few tiny emeralds, the knife represents home for Tem'Questa, as it was given to her by older brother Barin'Kathai, whom she hasn't seen in decades. The blade is gifted with a magical aura that keeps the blade from going dull. Her torso is held tight with a corset made of the same styles. One would be hard-pressed to not assume her primary attire was made by her hand, as they only served the purpose of concealment and warmth, and not much else. Her head is often wrapped in a crown made from leaves and twigs, daily. It is one of Tem'Questa's favorite pass-times to make herself a head adornment during the prettiest of sunrises, seen from her treetop perch. Finally, her neck is wrapped in the tie of her infamous cloak. The cloak covered her completely when fully over, with a hood so large it could fit her own head three times. The cloak was a green so dark that under any light other than that of the purest sun, it appeared black, but its seem was drawn in a thin line by thread so glistening it resembles mother of pearl, able to blind someone in bright daylight. The cloak's origins are known only by a few, and Tem'Questa holds the story close to her chest.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Tem'Questa finds her strength in her youth. She shows great promise in her abilities of healing, alchemy, and herbalism. Her motivation and passion rival the best, and even through defeat, she rises with vigor.
She has a short attention span, and often moves from task to task, and while she does it with desire for progression, she can ultimately lead herself to failure.
History: Born only recently in the Elvish time-scale, Tem'Questa knows the world of the Cataclysm and the discovery of Pandaria vividly. Respectively a child during the war against the Lich King and Illidan, Tem'Questa is still shrouded in her culture. Considered on the conservative end of the spectrum, Tem'Questa finds herself unwilling to venture beyond the ways of the Kaldorei. Very much at one with Elune, Tem'Questa has yet to find reason to question her culture. Born in the heart of Darnassus, Tem'Questa has yet to explore far beyond the reaches of Norther Kalimdor. She has crossed the sea to the Eastern Kingdoms only once, and it was during her formative years. She remembers little, but can always make out a vision of a well-spirited Dwarf who aided her parents. The name and origin of this ale-drinker has escaped her for some time, but her memory points to a distinct importance. Much of her history goes yet unwritten. Still living the quiet and subtle life of a classical Kaldorei, Tem'Questa spends her days learning all she can and making strong friendships.