OOC note: Tourette is not very proud of her past. That is why she will not tell you most of the things i'll write down. The red text is what Tourette would tell you, the white text is the truth.

1 Name: Cecile Antoinette de l'Ange Tourette

2.Occupation: She gathers information for Sylvannas. Graverobbery, spying and torture are her ways to get that information. Due collector

3.Age: She died at the age of 18. She has been dead for 4 years now. You don't ask a lady her age! *cackle*

4.Former Race: human human

5.Rivals/ Enemies: Her human father. "the whole world is my enemy"

6.Motivation: To get rid of all memories of her past. Make the world rot.

7.Outward Appearance: She's only been dead for 4 years and has not been under the ground very long. So she doesn't show that much decay yet. But she does smell horribly and does not care about bloodsplatters on her body or clothes after a fight. She does not clean herself up.

8.Background:
Cecile Antoinette de l'Ange was born in Stormwind city. She was the only daughter of a nobleman in Stormwind. Her father was and still is a member of the council of Stormwind. He is not very important but does receive some respect within the city. Cecile is mostly raised by her mother. Nanny's come and go but they cannot stand Cecile's behaviour and leave quickly again. For some strange reason Cecile blurts out impolite things at random. Her parrents believe she does that on purpose, they think she just wants attention. One night her father has a important council member over for dinner. At that moment Cecile's nanny and private teacher have quit their jobs. Because there is nobody to watch her, her parrents have no choice but to let her join the dinner. Cecile prommised to behave, but half way dinner she starts calling the council member names and throws her silverware at him. Her father grabs her and puts her in her room. Cecile is terribly ashamed of what she did and cries herself to sleep. In the middle of the night Cecile wakes up. A big man in dark robes has entered her room. Immediatly the girl is wide awake. She screams as the greenish gaint takes her up with one hand and slings her over her shoulder. Cecile tries to kick him, but her efforts are invain. "Daddy!" she yells. Then she sees a glimps of her parrents. Her mother is crying and tries to hide her face. Her father has a determent look on his face. "Daddy please, I prommise. I'll be a good girl. Really I'll be better," Cecile weeps. "Daddy!"
The big man turns out to be a orc. He took her with him outside the borders of Elwynn. Cecile has never been this far from home. He explains to her that her father has sold her to the Darkmoon fair. There she will work for him. Cecile is frightened at first. She travels with the fair hoping that her father will come for her and save her. The people of the fair are not that bad, she even makes friends. But after a year or two she lost hope that her father will ever take her back. She decides to run away, go back home to beg her parrents for another chance. A smile appears as she sees her house just the way it always was. Happily she bangs on the door. The buttler opens up. "Little Lady de l'Ange," he greats her with suprise "you must go away. Trust me don't return here." The girl raises an eyebrow. "Why?" The buttler doesn't answer her. He shuts the door, leaving her confused on the doorstep. Then she hears something. The sound of laughter is comming from the bedroom above the enterance. Swiftly she climbs a tree and looks into the window. There is her mother. She smiles and drinks tea from a porcelin teaset. Cecile's teaset. Then she sees someone else a girl her own age sits on the other end of the table. Holding a little doll firmly. Smiling and laughing. "That is my teaset, that is my doll... that is my mother!" Cecile thinks. She realises she has been replaced with a perfect little girl, the girl she will never be. Cecile returns to the Darkmoon fair. For some years she tries to live with her faith, but her anger grows strongly. She has been replaced. Cecile starts to despise everything that is cute and lovely. For 4 years she bottles up her anger but it becomes to much. "You shouldn't hold it in." Cecile turns her head. The ugliest creature she ever saw is standing behind her. She can't help but like him immediatly. "What shouldn't i hold in?" she asks. "Your anger. You can accomplish great things if you should let go of all your old habbits. You don't need to be a little miss perfect. Let it out, embrase who you are, the real you is much more powerfull then the one you are now." Cecile doesn't really understand him. "Come to me when you are ready to embrase your true path. My name is Jarreth, you will find me in Deathknell."
Some months pass and Cecile knows she can't hold much longer. Her mind is screaming for a release. Her anger has grown into hate and feelings of revenge. She decides to find Jarreth. "That was even sooner then I hoped. Very good. You are eager." Cecile smiles, her fear has gone. She is determined. "Trust me and show me you are true." Jarreth offers her his dagger. "Kill yourself."

Tourette's version:
"I used to be human and living in Stormwind. But my parrents couldn't handle me." *grin* "So they decided to sell me to the Darkmoon fair.. FRUITCAKE! .. That was very stupid of them. They signed their own death doing so.. I"LL RIP YOUR HEART OUT!.. Because I have returned to soak their pathetic little lives in blood. *grins widely* You want to know more about my past? Too bad!"