Revised now, feedback greatly appreciated. I do realise I missed a year of her timeline out, at this point (at 24) she was travelling up North through the Eastern Kingdoms collecting various rare herbs, plants, flowers etc etc to further her alchemical studies:
Name: Cerysa Brightman and Haanom (Demon, Fel hunter)
Race: Human
Class: Affliction Warlock
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Job: Alchemist of the Argent Dawn, key in the purification of the Plague Cauldrons of WPL/EPL
Personality: Quite shy, but very inquisitive. It's this trait that originally had her become a warlock. She always gives the jobs she does her all, and doesn't mind taking orders from those above her in rank. She loves her power as a warlock and feels as though, if she tried, she could accomplish anything. She is very affectionate towards her fel hunter, Haanom, who for the sake of her reputation among the AD is fed mana potions to saciate it's lust for magical energies. Her curiosity has led her to make plenty of powerful potions and elixirs for the troops stationed at Chillwind Camp, and hopes her best work yet will achieve her ultimate goal there.
Likes: Animals, plants, rain, countryside, nighttime, alchemy, Bottled Alterace Spring Water
Dislikes: Scourge, fire, cowards/cheats, fighting dishonourably, cheese
Parents:
Father - Alive, Farmer in Westfall
Mother - Alive, Farmer in Westfall
History: Throughtout her early years, Cerysa trained as an Alchemist on her parents farm, as they grew a wide variety of herbs, plants, weeds, the like. It turned out that she did have a real talent for making potions and elixirs, which in turn have been bebeficial to her family, plus the Westfall Militia stationed nearby. After seeing the merit of her abilities, Gryan Stoutmantle, of Sentinal Hill at the time, recommend that she go study the alchemical arts in the city of Stormwind.
Upon arrival in Stormwind, Cerysa is helpless as of where to go in the hustle and bustle of Stormwind. After getting lost within the Mage District, Cerysa found herself in a local tavern named 'The Slaughtered Lamb'. Upon entry there was noone that could help her find her way around. She noticed a tunnel at the back of the tavern leading down into a cellar. She knew she shouldn't go down, but curiosity got the better of her. When she came out of the torch laden corridor she was met by a woman dressed in elabroate robes, holding a long staff which looked to be an emerald on the end, but the gem seemed to have a black tinge to it. The lady introduced herself as Demisette Cloyce, a powerful warlock, which was a term unheard of to Cerysa.
Her interest piqued, Cerysa started asking questions. What are you? What do you do? What can you do? After being shown the summoning of a demon known as a Voidwalker, Cerysa was completely intoxicated. Over the next three years she studied and honed her skills as a warlock, aswell as an alchemist. Her alchemical abilities took a turn to the dark, making toxins and poisons.
At the age of 19 Cerysa became a full fledged warlock after summoning her very first, and only, demon. A felhunter named Haanom. Although she loved her new found abilities and spells as a warlock, she didn't like the way her alchemy had turned. Starting from where she left off 3 years ago, the next 5 years of Cerysa's life were dedicated to training in the alchemical arts.
Now at the age of 25, Cerysa found herself in the Alterac Mountains, searching for rare herbs she could use in her potions and salves. Whilst bending down to pick a few Wintersbite, her demon Haanom could hear something, Cerysa bolted upright and followed to the sound of a man shrieking: Cut, battered and bruised. His armour was torn, soaked in blood, his tabard was cut to shreds. He was muttering about his fellow party still out fighting the scourge. Mustering up what she could, Cerysa opened up a summoning portal, to the man's initial disgust, to get his party members out of trouble. All of the man's party members clambered through the portal, but a few members of the scourge raid they were attacking followed them. Thrusting her hand in her pocket, Cerysa picked out a little purple seed and threw it at the largest corpse. After a couple of seconds the seed swelled, exploding and taking out all of the enemies with surrounding with it.
5 of the people she just saved looked upon the scene in horror, but a sixth looked at the young warlock's courage, and willingness to help. This sixth person, by the name of Argent Officer Pureheart. She explained about what happened, they were attacking a group of scourge who had strayed from the borders of the town of Andorhal. They thought that with the low number of scourge in the group they could easily overwhelm them, but they were unfortunately wrong. Cerysa was taken to Chillwind Camp and introduced to Alchemist Arbington, a man who she had previously worked with in the city of Stormwind. She had learnt the story behind the plague cauldrons on the farms, and the plan to neutralise them. She was asked to stay and help, to the behest of some of the people at camp.
Now, at the age of 27, the cure for the cauldrons is nearly finalised. Many agents have gone out and tried the many previous concoctions used to render the cauldrons useless, but had not been fully successful. The time has come for Cerysa to organise a party of adventurers to help her administer the cure for the cauldrons. This act could grant her a permanant place among the members of the Argent Dawn.
Dress: Her current attire is the Tier 0.5 Deathmist set, which is her battle attire.