|Scalesa the Seeker|
Scalesa the Seeker
|Title||"Treasure Hunter", "Ensorceller"|
|Profession||Mercenary, "Treasure Hunter"|
"Look, they're probably not going to miss what we take! They're dead!" - Scalesa, justifying her occupation
Scalesa is a Half-Elven sorceress and adventurer who serves the Alliance as a collector of treasures, but is ultimately only interested in herself and her own interests.
At first glance, one might mistake Scalesa for a short, slender Human woman or perhaps a stocky High Elf, but the slight points to her ears betray her Half-Elven blood. Her build, while feminine and somewhat like a pear, suggests a fair amount of physical activity - more than one would expect of a practicioner of the arcane arts, at any rate. Her bone white hair is worn up, and frames a pretty face set with blue eyes and thin burgundy lips. While her expression is usually one of disinterest, every so often an uneasy smile will cross her face.
"I'm a product of my environment, now tell me your excuse for being judgemental." -Scalesa, to a Paladin
Scalesa was born close to fifty years ago, the daughter of an elven ranger and a human. Like many half-elven children at the time, Scalesa's parents decided to wash their hands of her - or in her case sell her at birth to a slaver... After all, her father was married, and her mother simply didn't want to be bothered with what she considered a lower life form. A local seamstress intervened in matters, saving the child from a cursed existence.
While the seamstress and her apprentices did the best that they could in raising the her, Scalesa was "more than a handful", and before she was fifteen had a reputation for being sullen and ambivalent. She was also opportunistic and self-interested, which led to her foster mother making arrangements with a Dalaranian friend of hers to take her under his wing as an apprentice in the arcane arts. "I don't see the harm in it," she said to him, "She's got the perfect personality for being an adventurer, and seems to really look up to you.". The mage, a Human by the name of Rultrabo, obliged.
After her education was complete, Scalesa took to collecting bounties and running messages for a living.
"I always did find Kel'Thuzad strange and off-putting, glad he's finally found his place in the world!" -Scalesa, to a Cult of the Damned recruiter
By the time of the outbreak of the Third War, Scalesa had returned to Dalaran to learn "just a bit more" about the more martial magics, but soon found herself charged with defending the vaults beneath the city from the Burning Legion and its undead servants. She abandoned her post when she heard a crash from above, and several more following it. Upon reaching the surface, she saw that the Violet Citadel had fallen, and the rest of Dalaran was doing much the same. Without another thought, Scalesa fled the city as far and as fast as her legs would take her, stopping only when she collapsed from exhaustion. She spent the weeks following her flight from Dalaran brooding over her decision in one of the taverns in Southshore, and only after a friendly word of advice from an elderly Human - a Magi of Dalaran who also fled - did she decide to do something with her life. The next week saw her cross the Thandol Span and make her way to Menethil Harbor, where she gained passage aboard a merchant ship bound for Theramore Isle.
A Brave New World
"When I say 'Don't shoot the messenger, I'm not joking!'. Stop. Shooting!" -Scalesa, reprimanding a drunken guard
Scalesa began to adventure anew, with the next four years taking her all over Kalimdor and into the ruins scattered about and around it in search of relics she could use to fund magical research, and delivering messages between the Alliance and Horde and other factions beside. She used the money she had earned adventuring to buy a house in Steamwheedle Port, which she used to store what she had looted and considered worth keeping. At least, until someone was interested in buying it, and it wouldn't hurt her too much to part with it.
Spiders and Dragons and New Violets
"No, really, I have as much maternal instinct as my mother. I'm not raising it." -Scalesa, to Serigosa, Blue Dragon
When the Alliance and Horde launched an expedition to Northrend to bring an end to the Lich King's reign of terror, Scalesa jumped onto a boat headed in that direction...and spent most of her time in the frozen continent taking whatever wasn't bolted down in Azjol-Nerub, the Storm Peaks, and other ruins, and selling it in Dalaran to whoever was interested. During one expedition, she met an elf, who soon (and foolishly in Scalesa's eyes) revealed herself to be a Blue Dragon in disguise. Scalesa decided to leave Northrend and return to Kalimdor after she got as many treasures as she was satisfied with, and during a trip to sell one of her ill-gains in Everlook, found an egg that belonged to a Blue Dragon. When this egg was shown to her draconic friend, it was suggested that she raise it in its deceased mother's stead. While at first Scalesa objected to this, citing her dislike of children and lack of a maternal instinct, she eventually decided to keep the young whelp that hatched, in the hopes that she and her Goblin friends could make a mount out of it.
It was only natural that she kept her intentions a secret from her friend, of course; it's never a good idea to tell as mighty a Dragon as her friend that you meant to throw a saddle on its younger cousin and ride it across the skies! The young Dragon was named 'Incantagos'.
A Friend in Need
"Ugh, don't you remember when you woke up and I was cutting a lock of your hair to set into my wand?! Go!" -Scalesa, to Rafaias
As the Alliance and Horde returned from Northrend triumphant, Scalesa contemplated her next course of action. What she did not expect, was that action would come her way. A friend that she had made during her travels around Kalimdor came to her home one day bearing a strange orb the two could only assume was a scrying device. With the help of their draconic ally, the two discovered that the orb belonged to an orcish warlock on an island near Tel'Abim, much like the friend's account suggested. They also discovered, through similar means, that Scalesa's old lover Rafaias was trapped on that island, petrified, along with a handful of others.
Through means magical and mundane, the three retrieved Rafaias' body, and worked night and day trying to return him to the world of flesh. When at last they succeeded, Scalesa told him all that had transpired between the time of his imprisonment to the present day, and it was suggested by her that he report to the Alliance forces in Feralas.
"I'm not saying that the others weren't probably missed by their loved ones as well, but I just sort of left them to my friends. I got mine!"
"Do you understand me? Good. Do you know where I can learn how to raise big protective wards? No? Your loss." -Scalesa, interrogating a Naga Myrmidon
When Azeroth was shattered and her home at Steamwheedle Port destroyed, Scalesa took up her staff and began to adventure once again, this time searching for magic that would prevent the next place that she decided to take up residence in from being destroyed. Incantagos was sent to Everlook to live with goblin friends of hers until he grew to a rideable size. Her search took her beneath the Great Sea, and into the sunken cities. While combing the ruins for magic and interrogating any magically capable Naga she could subdue, Scalesa found little of interest - granted, she found all sorts of things to sell to what contacts she had that survived the Shattering, but for the most part nothing would raise a big, magical shield over her next home the next time something bad happened to Azeroth. The search was abandoned.
Aunt Jaina Wants You!
"You grab your sword and fight the Horde!" -Scalesa, to a Scout
Scalesa took as much as she could out of the sunken cities that she could, and went about locating buyers. When she arrived to drop a scroll of dubious value off at Theramore Isle, she was surprised to see a giant crater in the ground. When she was told what had taken place, she decided to put her treasure hunting on a temporary hiatus; what items were left un-sold, were given to her friends to sell in her place (but she was still to receive a percentage of the profits - "From 9%, to 25%."). Going through the necessary paperwork to serve the Alliance, Scalesa was sent to Pandaria to recover artefacts and relics that would help them in their war against the Horde. She was also urged to help as many Pandaren villagers as she was able, that they would be all the more encouraged to assist the Alliance; for Scalesa's part, this took the form of objective lessons on those peoples encountered outside of Pandaria. Despite the urgings of the Alliance higher-ups, and her own nature, Scalesa's lessons were fairly unbiased, although many of the Pandaren feared that her anger and hatred towards the demons and their servants would cause the dreaded Sha to manifest...
Living in the Past
"This is the opportunity of a thousand lifetimes!" -Scalesa, on stealing Gorian magics
While Scalesa's contributions to the Alliance war effort were (thankfully) minimal on Pandaria, she contributed a great deal to those on Draenor. Or, a strange, alternate Draenor from thirty-five years ago that she and other adventurers in the service of the Alliance were sent to. Again, Scalesa was asked to recover relics - after all, it seemed to work in Pandaria, to whatever dysfunctional Alliance officer let her gather treasures in the first place. More than a couple of things that she found were given to its champions and used to great effect in the fight against the Sha, what could go wrong?
"Well, gee, I wouldn't know anything about that! Remember? I grew up around Humans. All I know about is kittens and embroidery!" -Exchanging barbs with a Blood Elf
"I named him Incantagos. See, I took your advice and gave him a magicky-sounding name that ended in '-gos'. I was going to name him 'Cantripagos', because he liked watching me use this cantrip I use to clean myself, but I figured that'd be a little underwhelming once he got old like you. 'Incantagos' sounds much more intimidating, don't you think?" -On naming her "son"
"What got me through being picked on when I was little, was the fact that all the kids who did it would start to look old a lot sooner than I did.'" -Explaining how she coped with being picked on
"Heh, look at her, she thinks she's on fire! ...she'll wake up. Might be a little spooked, but I get a clean conscience, we get her key, and you and I are both happy!" -Scalesa, justifying what amounts to psychological torture to a disgusted fellow adventurer
This character is played on the United States Sisters of Elune server.
For purposes of roleplaying, consider Scalesa's combat magics to be illusions that affect the senses of their targets when in battle against most Humanoid foes - she prefers not to kill, if she can help it.
For purposes of roleplaying, consider Scalesa the Seeker to be Chaotic Neutral in alignment, with Chaotic Evil tendencies.