Noelina Torvald

Known to most simply as Nina.

Sometimes seen in Loch Modan, Moonglade, and occasionally Stormwind City.

As of March, most of her time is spent coordinating the Dragonsworn Council's efforts on Draenor.

Physical Appearance
Roughly equal in height to a night elf, Nina's active lifestyle has lent her a toned musculature that suggests a modest balance of strength and speed. Her black mane is neither rough nor silken and often has feathers or small baubles woven into it, with a few unruly locks hanging down over her face.

Her eyes glow a gentle violet no matter what form she takes, and become brighter near full moon. Most of her left ear is missing, as if bitten off.

A hand-sized scar slashes horizontally across her throat, a ragged patch of discolored fur that stands out against her neck.

Her claws show signs of heavy use, though she keeps them neatly trimmed when venturing into formal company. She carries herself with a practiced grace, and her smile is warm, despite containing so many big sharp teeth.

She prefers practical leather armor for battle and usually some kind of robe for most other occasions.

Character History
Born in Stormwind to Thomas and Rosalyn Torvald just before they fled north to Lordaeron near the end of the First War, Noelina's early life was spent mostly on the road. The small Torvald family made a modest living traveling between Dalaran and Lordaeron, trading useful and exotic goods with the citizens of both. Despite moving around so much, Noelina managed to make a few friends her own age in both cities, most notably Livelese Harper in Dalaran and Wayhelm Boromand in Lordaeron. At some point she picked up the nickname "Nina" and it stuck with her ever since.

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She contracted the worgen curse a few months after the Cataclysm struck. Though her father was slain in that same battle, she chose to remain optimistic, regarding her new condition as an opportunity to embrace rather than a curse to revile.

Personality
Usually a cheery people-person, Nina claims she can't sing, but will occasionally hum a tune to herself when she thinks no one is listening. Usually makes an effort to appear friendly when meeting strangers.

Despite being a Stormwind citizen, she's taken to speaking with a Gilnean accent and mannerisms.

When pressured, she angers quickly, but works hard to keep it in check and strives to never take out that anger on her friends and allies, preferring to isolate herself until her rage subsides.

Her trademark optimistic outlook has been notably overshadowed by a more brooding temperament since taking command of the Dragonsworn Council's outpost on Draenor a few months after the Alliance established a foothold on the planet.

Combat
Prefers to engage an enemy with surprise tactics, whether sneaking up on them as a cat or swooping out of the sky as a bird. Usually fights in cat form, raking with her claws and dancing in and out of reach as she searches for an opportunity to pounce again. Known to call down Moonfire at range and manipulate plant life to ensnare opponents. Well versed in druidic healing magicks, she is not averse to retreating to safe ground to heal wounds before re-engaging an enemy.

If forced to battle in worgen form, she makes use of her spear when possible, else she resorts to claws and teeth as she would in cat form.