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BackstorySoleil's parents had become pitiable Wretched, she barely remembered them now. She'd been raised in the care of an Orphan Matron by the name of Mercy. While growing up Soleil had fallen in love with another orphan by the name of Étoile, she was another who's parents seemed to enjoy naming their children after celestial bodies. The pair had grown closer and closer as they grew, and began training to be hunters. Soleil adored the powerful feeling of an arrow being released for it's bow. Soaring through the air to reach its target. Overtime Étoile had begun to desire becoming one of Sylvanas's elite hunters, a Dark Ranger as they were called. The only problem with that is, you needed to be dead and brought back for such a position. Many of the ones in existence had been brought back against their wills, and had turned into dark terrible creatures. No matter what Soleil said to her, Étoile would not listen. During a stay in the town of Brill in the Tirisfal Glades of northern Lordaeron, located only next door to the damp destroyed city that the Undead claimed as their home. The stench of rotting bodies was everywhere one went. It had been your average kind of day in such a dismal place, when Soleil spotted high in the air an Alliance ship hovering above them. Being held up by the faint glow of magic. It was an attack, Soleil dropped the supplies she'd been purchasing. Running to find Étoile, but her lover had slipped off at some point. They were so class to Undercity, she must've gone to pledge herself to the Banshee Queen. Faster than she thought possible everything went completely green, drowning in the toxic poison of the Undead alchemists. Anyone within the walls of that place would surely be dead. It would be weeks before Soleil had learned that Sylvanas had bombed her own kingdom in an effort to kill the humans' King. Étoile had most likely been killed during the incident, the reports of no survivors. Soleil put all of the blame upon that cold bitch's head. Sylvanas had killed her beloved Étoile. She would pay for such a mistake. Soleil would see to that. No matter the lengths she had to go, or with whomever she had to alley herself. With bow and drink in her grasp, nothing could stop Soleil.