Ristaroll
Ristaroll is a highly unorthodox Blood Elf hunter-in-training-in-progress. The bulk of her time is typically spent either desperately searching for a half-decent pet or lounging around her favorite island off the coast of Booty Bay. Although now seasoned enough in the lore of Warcraft to not make a fool of herself, she's still new to the deeper workings of Azeroth; don't expect her to know a good way to solo an instance or when NOT to attack a flagged human--you'll get a blank stare in return, and probably a swipe from her beloved [Sword of Omen] for your trouble.
Although Ristar's got an infamous temper and a sarcastic streak as long as the Dead Scar, she's insanely loyal to those she cares about, and will go to any length to try and defend Reala or her 'sidekicks'. It's for that very reason, plus the downside of a short fuse, that she has a habit of attacking anyone who insults her way of life or her allies--Raptor Strike first, /question later. She'll also go miles out of her way to stock up on/waste bag space on items she deems valuable--only to toss half of it because of her impatient tendencies, or waste it all to heal herself in a blind panic.
Besides the obvious, Ristar's got one fatal flaw--she's easily distracted and enraptured by any type of Sand Crawler or Male Night Elf. It helps to think of her as the Princess Peach of this setup--rather nice to look at, but still pretty much useless in battle; for now, all she's really good for is Concussive Shotting and--in Reala's case--cake. Because we all know that's what Mario got at endgame.
....and it's still RISTAR, guys. Not 'Rista'. RISTAR.
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