Informally known as Ser, a bastardization of the more effeminate nickname 'Sera'. I have not been feminine since I was a child. I have been a woman of the military since my youth. I have known the Light since as long as I've known conflict. One came with the territory of my family, the other was a personal route. My family name was altered with the course of history, however. Though I am not estranged from my kin, there's greater need to appeal to the formalities of a Blood Knight.
That was the route I chose when the Sin'dorei fell from the Light's grace, so many years ago. I would not give up on it. I would do anything to embrace it again. And now I do. With or without the blessing of the Naaru, I relish in my power, a strength I imbue into my armor, my body, my mind, and my soul.
I, like most of my surviving kin, was born plain and common. Though, the more I think about it - and I have been for the past few days - it should not matter. Tradition will be the path of my people's destruction.
Breeding among the noble Houses will grow thinner and thinner. Their heirs weaker and less capable. It would take time, but the very notion of such a thing disgusts and disturbs me. Hopefully, some of decent sense remain within their world.
Aserius Firehawk is not one of those people. I would not know who he sleeps with or what his business is, apart from the fact that he has disturbed my Order. Many of my Blood Knights have gone missing. Those I have trained with, and some I have even trained have all but vanished, taken in by his power. I do not know where they have gone. But I do know that I have been given order to not move against this man.
Rumors swirl and chaos rises at every turn when it comes to this noble. We have felt the effects of his allure. Men and women have taken leave from our already strained numbers to fight for his private army. Something amassed from various groups to crush any opposition.
Apparently one such small group known as the Rising Sun Fellowship happens to be the heart of this conflict. I hope that they surrender swiftly.
We do not need to lose anymore elves of pure blood. Though if Aserius' head were to roll, we would lose even fewer. I would not grieve his passing after stirring such turmoil.
I hold no ill against his House. Or at least his brothers. Against all odds, I've met one of them. Rather. Over the past months, I've personally assigned myself to his bedside. He had been severely injured and on his death bed and it has taken him a long time to come around. But I've found nothing harmful within his personality or mindset. No. This Firehawk shall soon be ready to return to the world. Though I know not how he will be received, in light of the current situation surrounding his kin.
May glory find the Sin'dorei once again. Soon.
I do not like the idea of having to take things into my own hands.