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  • Jannariel of Stormwind
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  • Janarriel's family has always been a part of what is now the Kingdom of Stormwind. Never rich, mighty, or of noble blood they nonetheless recite a proud history and lineage at family gatherings, and remain intensely close to one another, a tight knit clan that any Dwarf would respect for its internal commitment. Janarriel herself was raised in her father's forge. She grew up pumping the bellows, and after that swinging her father's hammer to make the myriad of shoes and nails the village required, or for the army of the King, in service to their family's commitment to the Kingdom.
Level
  • 40
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Faction
  • Alliance
Status
  • Active
Name
  • Jannariel of Stormwind
Caption
  • Lady Knight
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Title
  • Initiate of the Silver Hand
Gender
  • Female
Health
  • Resilient
Race
  • Human
Location
  • Roving
abstract
  • Janarriel's family has always been a part of what is now the Kingdom of Stormwind. Never rich, mighty, or of noble blood they nonetheless recite a proud history and lineage at family gatherings, and remain intensely close to one another, a tight knit clan that any Dwarf would respect for its internal commitment. Janarriel herself was raised in her father's forge. She grew up pumping the bellows, and after that swinging her father's hammer to make the myriad of shoes and nails the village required, or for the army of the King, in service to their family's commitment to the Kingdom. There was no one event that set her on the quest to become a Paladin, no single inciting moment. Instead it was the essential culmination of a thought that had been growing in her ever since her first remembered services at the Church of the Light. Her beliefs grew into convictions as she grew in age, until she came to understand that if she truly believed in the principles of the Light, then there was no way she could allow evil to remain in the world. The night she made this realization, she picked up her father's Maul, a leftover family relic of the Second and Third Wars, and ambushed a band of Defias bandits, killing two and sending the rest fleeing in a panic. Presenting the proof of her deeds to the Paladin who had come to retire in her hometown, she set forth on the course that she has dreamed of all along, a bright and shining, narrow way to the Light.