Ythika's blog

When I served the Marquis, I was blinded by his charms. He sought to turn me into a mewling pup, and in some ways he had succeeded.

And then my Arethzael was born.

My son, my beautiful son. With a heart and soul and hopes and dreams. As pure black as his half-sister had been utterly divine alabaster. They were complete opposites in all things. The blood in their veins had quickened growth, and I lost so much time with my son in a blink of an eye. What I would have given to keep Arethzael swaddled and safe, kept in the sanctum at my breast. His appetites grew, and he could not stay cloistered here. Xannivard tells me Arethzael took many thoughts and dreams from me to whet his appetite on the emotions there.

My son. My beautiful demon.

He wrote poetry. He painted like a master. He could smile and melt a lich's heart. When he was born, I was blinded by his beauty and the love a mother has for her child. Man'ari I may be now, but I am still mortal enough to feel such things. Love and betrayal. Loyalty and duty. These things are part of what makes me... alive.

And then my Arethzael was murdered.

It is the sixth month of the fourth year on my time here on Azeroth. The planet I now call home. The planet whose inhabitants destroyed me utterly; and forced my hand to take my own daughter's life that I might continue to serve my husband and protect our son despite his mistakes.

I am staring into the nether. I can see forever...

Standing on the ledge. Watching my heart leap.

For weeks, I have watched. Silent even when my heart sings for him.

Months, I have waited. Still, though I am stirred.

Ythika stared down the decaying marble corridor, watching demons and possessed trees shuffling about. She'd managed to enter the great halls of Eldre'thalas again, and had not expected the replenishment of corruption so soon. It was one of the few free moments that was totally her own, the moments she would steal away at her Lord's discretion, to keep her battle senses sharp, and her muscles taut. Oddly enough, the fighting took much less presence of mind than any dealings she had conducted on a social level. Fighting allowed Ythika time to contemplate, to center herself...

Trust me, trust me, give it all to me...

Now.

Ythika had begun to tune conversations out, a measure to remain polite and aloof as one of the elves silently accepted the Marquis' words and offers of consideration. She stood close to him as his attention was diverted to the Kal'dorei. Suddenly she felt the cool touch of fingers on the base of her tail, and... oh... look at that! The eredar stiffened, eyes widening a little as she struggled to not look as surprised as she was. Failure on that end, as evidenced by the blush that warmed her ears.

Ythika had watched as the Lord Marquis Ythgar Vinguld-- the man she protected with her life, explained quite plainly to Velion where he stood. Fel-green eyes flicked between the two as the saturnine face of the older noble all but sneered and crooned to the jealously protestant Sin'dorei. It was not until the once-living human lifted his hand that the plate-clad eredar's attention was truly caught on the scene unravelling. Velion had begun to settle down, and Ythgar continued speaking smoothly.

"Has the Lion hungered since he returned?" he asked the mad little elf almost gently.

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down...

Destroy everything you touch today. Please destroy me this way...
Anyone who may desert you, so they cannot hurt you...

Ythika raised her weapon, snarling as her scarlet vision gave her a moment of clarity. Flashes of a smile, remains of a lovesick heart; amidst the ruin of a human keep. The towering eredar could feel the burning blue of her employer's eyes, scowling disapprovingly for this mindless killing of his own people. She sent the maul down in a heavy, angry arc into the face of the rogue, barely aware of the sickening thud which demolished his skull.

How did everything come to this?

[ Something has given Ythika a fresh new outlook. Inspired by the phrase I have always heard. ]

[ Oh, Ithy... she's taken a turn for the worse. Sadly, her talks with a vindicator haven't helped her, despite the outward appearance of repentance. ]
[ Inspired by this remix I found of Nine Inch Nail's "My Violent Heart". It's actually a mashup, and it's friggin great. ]

[ A bit of closure to one part of Ythika's story. ]

[ snipsnip. ]

[ After the break. :x ]

[ A glimpse into what Ythika's been up to lately. Beyond the break! ]

[ Had a blast with a mess of awesome folks last night mauling Sylvanas. Got inspired by all the brilliance in vent. :x ]

[ For more about Ythika, and the Blood and Felfire storyline, check out bloodandfelfire.blogspot.com ]

[ A bit of a battle sequence and internal dialogue.  For added effect, read this while listening to "Ghost Love Score" by Nightwish. You'll thank me later. ;) ]

[ Want more than the usual 55 Words at a time? Check out the Blood and Felfire Blog! ]

[ This is also very out of sequence of the usual 55 Word entries, so I apologize for that. Written a long time ago, before Wrath of the Lich King came out. ]

[ Want more Blood and Felfire? Go to the Blood and Felfire blog! ]

[ I had the urge to write a corresponding scene of Ythika and her mental wanderings during the Vinguld's wedding night. ( Read Vinguld's Blog Entry here! ). So you've been warned. This is also very out of sequence of the usual 55 Word entries, so I apologize for that. ]

[ Want more Blood and Felfire? Go to the Blood and Felfire blog! ]

[ More Ythika backstory, here she meets a friend and confidant. ]

[ Want more? Check out http://bloodandfelfire.blogspot.com for character art, bios, story synopsises, and more-than-55-words at a time! ]

[ Another installment of Ythika's backstory. She fights and trains in Stormwind alongside her new friend Adorion, and finds the Light in everything about him. ]

[ Hungry for more?: Character synopsis and Storyline stuff can be found at bloodandfelfire.blogspot.com ]

[ OOC: Backlogging again. Ythika's Backstory, part of my Blood and Felfire Series. ]

[ OOC NOTE: I am retelling Ythika's story from the very beginning using the 55-Word Challenge. This is old old old news. ]

[ As a note: I tend not to have shading in my linework if I can help it, this is so that any enterprising collaborators can shade as they see fit if they choose to digitally color, and also because I'm kinda lazy. Clicky for full size! x3 ]

[ Artwork by Ythika :3 ]

[ Clicky for full-view of everyone's favorite estranged Eredar. Art by Me]