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| - Clysta was born a curious, adventurous girl in Ashenvale, and was taught just the right values as a child. When she grew up, she showed signs of roguery, and started an early career as mercenary to help her financially challenged family after they'd lost their home to the orcs of Ashenvale. She sent most of her earnings to her family to keep them "alive", keeping only a minimum of what she'd need to stay upright herself. When she was one day mining for gems as a contractor had asked her to do, a mystical being approached her. After some time she learned the being was a Sayaad. She had an eye on little Clysta, and seemed fond of games. And so they played a little riddle-game. Eventually she lost the game, as was to be expected from the ever-clumsy Clysta. However, she was allowed her prize
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| - Clysta was born a curious, adventurous girl in Ashenvale, and was taught just the right values as a child. When she grew up, she showed signs of roguery, and started an early career as mercenary to help her financially challenged family after they'd lost their home to the orcs of Ashenvale. She sent most of her earnings to her family to keep them "alive", keeping only a minimum of what she'd need to stay upright herself. When she was one day mining for gems as a contractor had asked her to do, a mystical being approached her. After some time she learned the being was a Sayaad. She had an eye on little Clysta, and seemed fond of games. And so they played a little riddle-game. Eventually she lost the game, as was to be expected from the ever-clumsy Clysta. However, she was allowed her prize she'd get if she'd won after all. She asked for only one thing in particular. The Sayaad's blood. She drank of it, and was given a mark on her cheek, acting as a dog-tag and communicative device. More and more blood she drank, and the Sayaad had started to treat her like a mother would. Clysta fell in love after some while and they grew to be more or less together as lovers. She grew to be loyal to the end if needed, and nobody had ever succeeded in gaining so much trust from Clysta as well as teaching her discipline and training her in the ways of a blade-dancer. All went well, until on one fated day, the Sayaad vanished from this realm. Clysta fought and tried to resist her cravings while she went on a zealous crusade to get her lover back, acting bitter to anyone who would disturb her without being of use on her quest. Bitter not only because she was hell-bent on getting her love back, but also because her cravings were getting the better of her. They would not go, rather, they'd only get worse - often leaving her to hunger for even the smallest amount of blood. A different, far more powerful Sayaad appeared later on and offered relief of the cravings. She accepted the offer, having promised the previous - now gone - Sayaad that she would take good care of herself should she no longer be capable to do so herself. Her bittered search continues, and the Cartel came, offering her information about whatever she could use in her search. Much has happened since that point on. But as things are now, she is nowhere to be found. Rumor has it her desires drove her straight to the nether. Whatever the case may be, it is evident that she is no more.
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