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| - Nebia was raised in Ravenwind, a once lavishly prosperous city populated by Highborne in Northern Feralas. Her father, Mordent Evenshade, a powerful mage, served as a diplomat to his people during that time of both extravagant prosperity and great corruption. While working in Zin-Azshan, he met Nebia's mother, Remera Dawnmoure, an ancient druid and alleged descendant of Ysera herself. The two never married due to the rigid social hierarchy the Highbore had constructed with the consent of Queen Azshara. Their love prospered only through the gentle breeze of the night, and the twinkling stars of the Eastern Kalimdor coast. Mordent was eventually called away from his residence in Zin-Azshan, and with that he returned to Feralas, but not his love for Remea. His submission to the magic of Highb
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| - Nebia was raised in Ravenwind, a once lavishly prosperous city populated by Highborne in Northern Feralas. Her father, Mordent Evenshade, a powerful mage, served as a diplomat to his people during that time of both extravagant prosperity and great corruption. While working in Zin-Azshan, he met Nebia's mother, Remera Dawnmoure, an ancient druid and alleged descendant of Ysera herself. The two never married due to the rigid social hierarchy the Highbore had constructed with the consent of Queen Azshara. Their love prospered only through the gentle breeze of the night, and the twinkling stars of the Eastern Kalimdor coast. Mordent was eventually called away from his residence in Zin-Azshan, and with that he returned to Feralas, but not his love for Remea. His submission to the magic of Highborne tradition was too great, however, for him to desert his people. He was wrapped comfortably in Azshara's grasp, not fully able to escape it for millennia. One night, a storm passed through Ravenwind the likes of which its people had not seen for centuries, flooding the tropical land with a harsh, unfamiliar rain. It had been near a year that Mordent had seen Remea, though he thought about her every day. At around midnight, a swift knock battered the door, nearly indistinguishable from the rain. A hooded elf came to Mordent's residence in secret, bearing a child in her arms. She said that he must take her, that her mother had died in labor, and that he was the only one she trusted to keep her safe. Mordent's heart ached with sorrow and a painful, delicate joy. He held the child in his arms, staring into her brilliantly white eyes. The hooded figure began to turn away, looking back to speak. "Her name is Nebia, your grace. It means 'rebirth.'"
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