Thanilaeth Nightclouds has a minion!

Illidan the Nocturne

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• Name: Thanilaeth Nightclouds
• Age: ~3200 years (but looks to be 28)
• Height: 1.95m
• Sexuality: Bisexual
• Status: Married to Hugo Little

Life Excerpt

Contempt. That's all he felt, crouching up on this ledge, watching as demons milled about down there. He smiled to himself. That wasn't completely true. He felt something else too. A deep hunger. Hunger for demon flesh. It took a lot of self-control to stay hidden up here rather than jumping down and wreak havoc among these agents of the Legion. The demon inside him kept trying to make him betray his mission. It wanted him to sate that hunger. It wanted to feast on their flesh and their blood, and feel their power surge through this body that they now shared. Thanilaeth shook his head. He could have done without the near constant jabbering in the back of his mind. It never seemed to give up. No matter how many times he shot down it's suggestions of how he should join the Legion instead of fighting it, the demon kept trying to convince him. He smirked. It would seem that the demon wasn't aware that the carrot it was dangling in front of him was ineffective. He would never join them. Not after all that they'd done to him, his family and his people, the night elves. They had taken everything from him. And on his quest for vengeance he had also lost his people. No night elf would consider sharing a meal with a demon hunter. Or sharing anything at all for that matter. Even though he was sure that deep down most night elves knew that they, the demon hunters, were a necessary evil. To defeat the Legion sacrifices had to be made. Illidan had known this. And he had sacrificed everything to save Azeroth. He'd been labeled as the Betrayer, because people didn't understand his plan. But, then again, Illidan had also known that no one would ever understand what had to be done for that ultimate goal to be reached. Anything and everything had to be sacrificed for there to be any hope of defeating Sargeras and his army of demons. Azeroth was not going to end up the same way as every other planet these menaces had conquered. He shook his head again. There was no point dwelling on the past. He needed to focus on the mission at hand.


After about ten minutes he could see things stirring in the demon camp below. The lesser demons were scurrying around more than before. That could only mean...There! Walking among the other demons he could see the goal of this mission. A Dread Lord, or Nathrezim in their own tongue, had arrived. Most likely to get intel from his lackeys. The purpose for it being here didn't matter. Only that it was here. Time to have some fun. "Yes. Finally! Kill them all! Feast on them! All of their power is yours for the taking." This time Thanilaeth didn't mind the demon's voice. He welcomed it in fact. It helped fuel the fire. Made him more ferocious in battle.
With a few flaps of his wings he was now above the Nathrezim. Brandishing his two warglaives Thanilaeth dived and attacked his target. Thanks to the element of surprise he had no problem killing the Dread Lord. A couple of well aimed slashes and it went down like a sack of bricks. Now for all the others. Hundreds of demons were swarming to his position now. Smiling at the thought of all the demon blood he would be spilling very shortly Thanilaeth got ready to fight. This was going to be a lot more fun than killing his target. But that had been a safety precaution. This? This was going to be the icing on the proverbial cake.

Credits

Story by me. Pixel art by Lag. Illidan art & satyr art by Laurence. Elven art by CORE. Background recolored by me. Nightelves, Illidan Stormrage & demon hunters ©Blizzard Entertainment.