Keira Grimwulf Bio and History
Keira Grimwulf
Race: Worgen
Age: 25
Height: 5.7
Weight: 150
Shape: Thick hour glass
Eyes: Left ones Neon Green, Right ones Crimson Red
Hair: Black with medium length, feathered with bangs, like a long bob cut
Skin: Peach
Fur: Black
History:
Family was a small Noble family that had lived in Lordaeron, owning land in the forests due north of the city, the
family were all warlocks based on tradition. During the third war The Grimwulf family fled south
to the city of Gilneas in order to escape the scourge that had been destroying their land north of the human capital after
being warned by the family familiar that the Gilneans planned to close their boarders in the near future.
With no land anymore to provide status or money to the family once they were behind the Greymane wall, the family
was eventually forced to result to shameful acts after many attempts at good honest work to make a living. Later being
forced to sell their skills as warlocks to people interested in seeing a glimpse as to what was happening beyond the wall,
or wish for the warmth and comfort that a succubus or incubus could provide. But even providing such services as these the
family of three were unable to provide enough for them selves with the head of the house's desire to have what they had
before, he forced first his wife into prostitution, after having made a pact with a succubus to grant her immunity from
sexually transmitted diseases as well as to provide the seed of men for the succubus own power in turn preventing his
wife from being able to carry child.
But as time went by it was not enough for the head of the house. And he began to prostitute even his own daughter
who had yet come to age to we. Forcing daughter to make a pack with a succubus as well to ensure that she could continuously work for him he forced her into packs with other demons until her mind was broken and she had become a nymphomaniac filled with shadow and Fel energy to give her unholy endurance at such a young age. The nymphomania was so severe that if she did not work she would willingly seek out others and provide her services for free, even resulting to staying in the stables or a dog house if she could find no one.
Over the years the head of the house hold was able to extend his influence into Gilneans, and gained some of his
reputation back, but no longer as a Noblemen, but as a smut peddler, providing shows of his wife and child for any and all
to see, from coupling them with humans, to even demons that he summoned for them, to what ever a local brought on stage
with enough coin.
During this time his daughter began to quickly develop her skills as a warlock, enhanced from all the shadow and
Fel energy that was implanted in her, that her eyes and even hair began to change color, from their original bright blue
eyes each one in turn changed a different color, her left eye changed into a bright neon green reflecting the Fel energy
inside her, and her right eye burned crimson red reflecting the rage of fire from the twisting nether. Her hair darkened
from its once strawberry blond into a black darker then the night sky that seemed to absorb the light, representing the
cold hatred that shadow magic weaved into a mortal's heart. Not long after her eyes and hair had changed she approached
the demons that she was originally forced into packs with. They all followed a demon know as a Felguard, and after a simple demonstration of her strength over the Felguard they offered her their services to her. But changed her body in their own little ways. She was happy to take the demons in, make them a part of her, yet slaves at the same time, because after years of having been used and abused, despite her love of being used by men, demons, and what ever else she could get in between her legs she wanted power for her own; she wanted the gold which exchanged men's hands into her fathers to be hers.
An Imp imbued her with fire magic, and placed a collar around her neck made of leather to bind him to her. A
succubus shaped her body in ways to be the desire of all men, making her sturdy with curves and a bust that could entice
any man, and the succubus put a Fel steel loop on the front of her collar to bind the two together. A Felhound, seeing a
powerful mistress before it instead of the child it had mated with before quickly bowed before her, offering it's services
and was bound to mana gems hidden in the collar allowing her to drain the mana from other spell casters. lastly, the
Felguard imbued her with a strong body, and a burning urge to not only be dominated but to dominate others, giving her the
Felguards genitals when she so wished them, and sometimes when the demon wished it. The girl, still young now had great
powers, having once been a slave to these demons in the past, they were all now a part of her, and would come to her side
and do as she wished no matter what.
That night she gleefully set into motion in obtaining what she wanted. her father had been surprised when she
entered his private chambers as he was lying with a succubus while he watched his wife being coupled with a group of
Felhounds. "Get out of here Keira, you are not allowed in here!" he yelled at her, but Keria held up a deep purple crystal
shard she smiled before shattering it, causing her eyes to glow bright crimson red and neon green before summoning her
felguard beside her in a instant she quickly casted a spell banishing the other demons in the room back into the twisting
neither as her new pet with what seemed like impossible speeds was on her father with it's axe held up high before
cleaving him in two before Keria's mother.
"I give you back your life mother, and take from you the demons that feed on your flesh for delight, no more will
you have to do the things you have done, for I will be taking your place and giving you back your old life." Her mother in
shock of what had happened, and done by her own daughter took a moment before thanking her, knowing deep down that she'd
never see her daughter again like she once knew her, for the years had changed her beyond repair, that this is what she
grew up into unlike her mother, who had been a servant under control of her now deceased husband.
Keria gave her mother enough money to buy her own house and live comfy in what remained of the country side
within the Greymane wall. While Keira, continued were her father left off, even taking a women or succubus from time to
time with her Felguards genitals.
She did this for years until one day, at closing a soldier who had been fighting for the gates of Gilneas to be
opened stepped into her room, with a sack of gold and a dark feral look in his eyes. Not having ever passed up a chance
for some money or pleasure she happily accepted to share her bed that night. The man had endurance that surpassed that of
even a Fel Lord. But the night would bring to her a unique surprise during the night, and even though he was quite large
for a human he eventually tripled in size, taking Keira to her limits of what she understood as pleasure, looking back
behind her she first thought he switched him self with a beast, only to realize that he was the beast, a monster, a
Worgen, and as he sank his claws into her flesh she could feel the power of the 'curse' infecting her, bring her more
power then ever before. She pulled him close, embracing him as he gave her this gift, until after he had finished with
her, and filled her to the brim her body was fully changed into a new larger body, but still shaped to attract any man she
then popped his head off and ate his body with out warning as she gave into her feral mind.
The curse was too much for her mind, even after having been fortified from dark magic, and for a duration of time
which she had no concept how long it was she had gone around as part of a pack, killing or cursing the people who lived in
Gilneas, some former clients, some who were too 'pure' or 'innocent' to lay with her. And when she was not killing, eating
or sleeping she was constantly the packs bitch, the demons allowed her body to continue on and on until every member of
the pack was satisfied before starting the hunt anew.
One day to her luck though, she was captured by a group of Gilneas citizens that had been partially cured of the
curse, able to control them selves while in their wolfish form. Unlike the others though, after having been force feed the
potion she still remembered everything that she had done while she was a feral Worgen. The taste of flesh and blood in her
mouth, the feeling of a Worgens member and the taste of their seed, she loved it all. For her this curse was in fact a
true gift, one that she would cherish for all time.