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| rdfs:comment | - Terras' life began on a warm summer morning on a far-away planet, born to a boisterous, jovial vindicator and a young, charming anchorite. She was the first child of her father, Juras, and her oft gone mother, Martul. The girl's path was determined to be that of a priestess, she would follow in the footsteps over her mother. What the girl's parents were not prepared for, though, was a loud, stubborn, and demanding stack of blue flesh. Her family lived in Shattrath when her people came to Draenor. Terras, however, boastfully declared herself "too strong" to waste away in a temple reciting hymns, and as such, she took up the path of the warrior. Her father's final flickering hope for his daughter to hold a noble profession, that of the vindicator, was dashed when she knocked the wind out of
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| abstract | - Terras' life began on a warm summer morning on a far-away planet, born to a boisterous, jovial vindicator and a young, charming anchorite. She was the first child of her father, Juras, and her oft gone mother, Martul. The girl's path was determined to be that of a priestess, she would follow in the footsteps over her mother. What the girl's parents were not prepared for, though, was a loud, stubborn, and demanding stack of blue flesh. Her family lived in Shattrath when her people came to Draenor. Terras, however, boastfully declared herself "too strong" to waste away in a temple reciting hymns, and as such, she took up the path of the warrior. Her father's final flickering hope for his daughter to hold a noble profession, that of the vindicator, was dashed when she knocked the wind out of her teacher and proclaimed her studies to be a waste of time. She was dragged home by the collar of her blouse and would never see the inside of another classroom. Her father was loving, but not all together prepared for such a daughter. He lacked the will to break the haughty girl's spirit. She was permitted to continue her boorish ways, spending dawn to dusk in Terokkar or Nagrand. Terras found herself in constant trouble. More than once she returned home with a deep gash from Arrakoa talons, or a crumpled hand from an ogre mallet. The anchorites urged the girl to calm her dangerous lifestyle as they fussed over her wounds, but of course the advice was all but ignored by the feisty girl.
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