Mymir "Thas'alah" Dawnstar

At Glance:

1. Magic Aura | Exudes a distinct arcane presence, noticeable to those familiar to it
2. Quill | Magical, elegant, quill from Owlbeast is tucked behind his ear.
3. Soothing | Doesn't speak often, but if he does so, it is in a calm, soothing voice.

Mymir Dawnstar is a young Quel'dorei, tall and graceful with a mysterious and quick look and adorned with long, flowing silver hair. He comes from Silvermoon City in Quel'Thalas, where his family thrived as prosperous merchants. Thus, his childhood was filled with maritime adventures, sailing from port to port

Upon reaching adulthood, he embarked on a scholarly journey at Falthrien Academy, driven by a profound fascination for the arcane arts, which seemed to come naturally to him. However, tragedy struck when his city fell under the devastating attack of the Scourge. By some miracle, he managed to escape the clutches of darkness, with the help of one of his teachers. Not all went exactly to plan.

Awakening in the forests of Ashenvale, he discovered himself alone and wounded. Tended to by an ancient tree keeper, who mended his grievous wounds. It was during this period that he immersed himself in the lore of the Kaldorei, delving into the mysteries of the Emerald Dream and embracing the healing magic of nature. A deep bond formed with a noble nightsaber named Loar, an ancient creature who roamed the woodland, becoming his steadfast companion and trusted mount.

Time flowed differently beneath the sheltering canopies, and as Mymir regained his strength, he felt an eternity pass. Finally, with his wounds healed, ready to resume his arcane studies, driven by a sense of duty to aid in the battle against the Scourge and reclaim his lost homeland.

At the age of 26, he set forth from Ashenvale. Amidst his pursuits, he forged new friendships that would endure the test of time, discovering a passion for the intricate arts of Divination magic. His educational journey, however, proved to be short-lived, as his fiery temperament and clashes with the magisters culminated in his expulsion from the esteemed Magisters Circle. Reluctantly, he gathered his belongings once more, contemplating his next move. In that moment of uncertainty, fate intervened. A stranger crossed his path, bearing word of the Whitestone Trading Co. A world previously uncharted opened before him, one in which individuals toiled relentlessly to secure their livelihoods. Among these unfamiliar faces, he felt a lingering sense of estrangement, an outsider among their close-knit ranks.

Thas' Alah - [Thalassian] Light of the Forest