In the (horde) Garrison

I finished this one, surprisingly it was a pretty quick one. Also, I changed the origin story of my character, which I would like to describe shorty (or not so ) below, if anyone would be interested^^ (beware! bad grammar excepted and will be not corrected XD) On the pic: Ipheli, Commander of the Horde on Draenor, in her free time She is naked because I still don't like to draw clothes it would take too much time, so I just covered the sensitive areas, sorry^^

Backstory
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She was born and raised in the majestic city of Dalaran, the home of Azeroth most powerful mages and the keeper of arcane arts. Her progenitors were those high elven mages who taught magic to those humans under the service of the house Ararthor, who helped them battle against the vile trolls infesting their ever blooming forests and sieging their breathtaking capital, Silvermoon City. When the first Alliance between elves and humans made, they built the city of Dalaran south from Lordaeron, in the crossroad of ley lines. These energies provided shelter from the thirst, which cursed all those who bear the blood of the Quel'dorei when their source of power, the Sunwell was sacked by the agents of the Lich King. A decade before the events of Quel'danas Ipheli was born, living her simple and happy life as the first daughter of a successful high elven mage. Her parents gave her everything she wished for, maybe she only have to lack a bit of their presence thanks to their duties within the Kirin Tor, but she didn't knew pain or misery before the treason of Prince Arthas Menethil. For a know-nothing child as she were, the tension in the air was hard to understand, she only sensed the nervousness of her parents all others around. The scourge struck at the city, and many fell. Ipheli lost both of her parents in the defense of the city. She lost most of these memories, her innocent soul couldn't take the reality, which were too gruesome for her to accept. The refugees took her to Stormwind City, where she was raised with care but without real love. The war was still rampaged on the north, the hordes of undead destroyed everything in their wake, and razed down the gleaming city of Quel'thalas. Prince Kael'thas reclaimed Dalaran for the remnants of the Alliance, and the elves started to hope again. Ipheli was nothing but a teenager at this time, and she respected the prince, and she longed to be there with her brethren. She was training with the troops, she was an out-standing archer with the talent for the magical arts. Maybe this was the time, when she developed her standing in the back personality, she never felt belong to the city and it's residents. She was keen to hear the news about the war, and it was like to be hit by a lightning when she heard what happened to the Prince, and how Garithos turned his back to those who fought for him and his men. But she had to keep this anger deep within herself, since other closed minded humans were around her.  She was deeply hurt, but other elves told her that those were the traitors, those who used demonic energies and accepted the help of the cursed naga and their master Illidan. The war was slowly over, Arthas left the Eastern Kingdoms, and Dalaran was reclaimed by the forces of the remaining Alliance. The elves of Silvermoon changed their name, to honor the fallen and became the Blood Elves. Ipheli never really understand why a nation have to fell apart because they chosen a different method of survival. Although she was still a high elf, with her pale blue eyes, using the now available energies of the moonwells and other magical methods, she never really felt that those who use fel energy are worse than those who turn their backs on their own brethren. This war was over, but a new one was on the horizon. The rise of the horde, the burning crusade, the return of the Lich King, the cataclysm. These were part of everyone's life on Azeroth, and Ipheli took her very own part in these events. She was a well trained Arcane Archer, a hunter with talents for the arcane within the lines of the Silver Covenant. Every war, conflict marked her heart someway, but the new events at Isle of Quel'danas were the most painful for her. She feared that on some day she have to face one of her own kind in battle, after the Blood Elves took their sides within the Horde. Dalaran was her home, even after it was relocated to Northrend. But when the new continent was discovered, and Jaina Proudmoore was named as the head of the Kirin Tor, she knew that the human woman will show her true - very human - nature in time. When Prince Kael'thas had to face the death of his father, the death of his family the death of most of his people, and had fought for the survival of those who were spared using methods shunned, all of the Alliance marked him as a Traitor, someone who had to be purged (even if later he was too, a traitor a stake in the heart of the Sin'dorei). Jaina Proudmoore too, had to face such a loss when Garrosh Hellscream ordered to drop the mana bomb on Theramore. And while no one tried to understand the anger and agony of Kael on the other hand everyone was eager to forgive what Jaina did in Dalaran later. The human wizard had the time to conspire against the Blood Elves and the Sunreavers, she wasn't able to control her feelings, and in the most sensitive moment, when Varian Wrynn tried to bring back the elves back to the Alliance, she did the worst and purged Dalaran from those who built it. Ipheli was ordered by the (traitor) Windrunner to kill every Blood Elf who don't give up easily should it be a citizen a mage or a warrior. She witnessed the terrors on the street, the cries of the Sin'dorei whom only sin was to live there. Ipheli's heart was broken to million pieces. She never felt so white-hot burning hatred which struck her at that moment, when she saw that hateful woman on the streets with her water elemental attacking innocents. Ipheli didn't had the chance to see what happened in Dalaran after the purge, since she changed sides and helped those under siege to escape the city. But she knows, that Jaina didn't even punished for what she did, everything was just fine within the Alliance, and the King merely slap on her wrist. She fought with Rommath, and in the end she was too traveled to Silvermoon. Rommath unlike Vereesa told his forces not to kill a single elf if they don't have to and welcomed the help from the high elf. But she had to prove that she is loyal, and had to took the cape of Silvermoon, and be a Sin'dorei. But Ipheli felt this is the right thing to do. This is the only right thing to do. She belonged to this City, and this race. Rommath was still suspicious and asked her to show physically that she really wants to be one of the mourners. To this is how Iph tapped the fel energies. Although the Sunwell now operational, and she could live on without these energy sources, but using fel energy would taint-tint her eyes green and no high elf would ever consider her as an ally, a mark which contacted her to those who live within Quel'thalas forever. She knew this and was willing to do this bit of sacrifice, but since she never used such energies, and only once she had to only one of her eyes was touched by the demonic powers, her other eye gleams with a pure pale-blue light. From this time, she tried to fought double to prove her worth, to be belong, to be one of them. Even if she still young, she saw many battles, and fought against the forces of Hellscream, did everything she could to preserve the elves and their culture. She was the instrument of the will of Silvermoon's leaders, a force gaining victory for her kind. She had to face many surprise, for example that everything she knew about the Horde was a lie, as same as many virtue of her former allies. Orcs happened to be caring and emotion rich beings, not just brute savages, the Taurens are wiser than the arrogant Kal'dorei, the Trolls, well they are still just Trolls but happen to be more trustful than a gnome. Every race in the Horde was cared about the other, not just a political alliance, even the forsaken. She love the new Horde under the rule of Vol'jin. Openness and spirituality, the Alliance could learn a lot. And now here she is, near to the her own brethren and the Sunwell... She's Ipheli.

Traits
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Age: ~34 (But being an elf and aging to adulthood much slower, this is equals 19-20 human years)
Height: 165 cm
Hair color: Silver-White
Skin Color: Redish-Tan oily looking 
Eye color: Gleaming Pale-Blue and Fel-Green
Nature and Demeanor: Mostly she seems distant, as an elf, but if she befriend with someone, that person will know a totally different Ipheli. With strangers she is weak voiced, but within her allies she is a cheerful young girl. Being sincere is one of her biggest trait, after living decades within lies she hates them and always try to be true. 
Professions: She learned Alchemy in Silvermoon, and she is a trained herbalist. She's got a book within her backpack in which she takes notes, makes surprisingly detailed and quality drawings about new flora she finds, and collecting samples. After the experiments with Alchemy and herbs she found that she had a talent for cooking as same as for potion mixing, and she enjoys cooking and baking in her free time, discovering more new dishes and receipts. She's interested in history, and lore. If she had the time she would research for historical clues about elves and dragons. 
Companion: Ipheli have a lot of companions, animal partners, but she have a young Deer named Suta (something like limping but in a kind form) who she saved. Suta always appears and disappears as he wish, and she never met him in the time of conflict.