Fel-Scarred

Mordoriell

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(EU) Argent Dawn

Nachtelf Vergeltung Dämonenjäger

Fel-Scarred

Mordoriell, from shadowed realms she came, "Daughter of Dark Lands," whispers speak her name. In armor of blackened steel, with violet sheen, Her armor flames with spiked and glowing green.

Warglaives of legend, burning bright with fire, Green as the fel, they sing of wrath and ire. Fairest of night-born, with vengeance cold and pure, Her might, unyielding, no mortal can endure.

In ancient halls, where dread lords make their stand, She slays the dark with swift and cunning hand. She carves through foes, a shadow forged in flame, In every mythic, all remember her name.

Her burning blades, twin arcs of vengeance, cut the sky, While ancient Gods fall, and lesser mortals die. Renowned through lands, her name a song of fear— Mordoriell, the bane of death draws near.