User:NaMeeka

A sly confidant smile will greet you. Her black ageless eyes take you in that sexy crooked grin her full purple lips parted as she takes you in. A coy predator to some, kind mother to others and dear friend  to a select few.

Her body that deep purplish pink of most Night warrior ilk. An hourglass shape with abs and muscle. Her chest and bottom curvey. (she just crosses the line into d cups)  Elune’s grace has made all her battle scars fade leaving behind silver thread like holy markings of a tree and moon all over her body. The markings often glow a moonlight like shine when she is in combat.

Her piercings. Six earrings in each ear, one in her belly button, one in her tongue, and at least three more you will learn about if you get to know her well. ((belly button and above))

“You wish to know my past? I should tell you this. I was a priestess nearly destroyed by the legion in the war of the ancients. I was saved by my holy sister. Back then I became Elune’s champion, her rage and  her Blade in the onslaught.

As the war faded and my Night ilk were lost in the ancient war. I became a vision of shame a reminder of the rage the Night elves are capable of. I was asked to leave my home. The wardens took me in. I was given life and became a mother. That was lost. Then their leader betrayed me in her hunt for her greatest foe.

I'm now a mother, friend, Leader of a small order, and the rage of a goddess. Her Blade, her justice for the burning. A blight on the horde and forsaken. The dark eyed rose of death. The bringer of the night. I am Na’Meeka fu*^king Moonrage. Cross me and those I care for, and you will learn what I am, and just all I am capable of. “