Over 2800 years ago, Iinileh Silkhair began her life with her mother in Silvermoon in Quel'Thalas, as proud members of the Quel'dorei, the Highborne. Her father was one of the few skillful mages who traveled to Strom to teach the selected humans the art of magic, though when back home and calling in the rain of fire his position as one of the elves on the very front endangered him and eventually led to his death to trolls in the end of the war agains the Forest Trolls. Iinileh's mother, who were a member of the Council of Silvermoon, later became a part of the Council of Tirisfal.
During Iinileh's first thousand of years, she always stayed in Quel'Thalas, since she wasn't of the adventuring kind. Five years ago the scourge, led by Arthas, attacked Silvermoon and destroyed both the city and the sacred Sunwell. Iinileh's mother died during the attack, after having guarded the Sunwell into the very last moment. Iinileh became crazed and lost her mind into madness when she saw her mother being killed, and she somehow managed to flee the city after rampaging through the undead forces.
After this event, Iinileh is haunted by short periods of becrazed behaviour, which become blank moments in her memory when she snaps out of it. Her subconscious however remembers the whole blackout, leaving Iinileh to remember and know things she doesn't know where they come from. Fleeing from Silvermoon, she joined to fight in one of the Alliance resistance forces, led by Kael'thas. Thus, she was among the first forces naming themselves Blood Elves. While Kael'thas and most of his followers joined Illidan and the naga to gain the power they needed after the tainting of the Sunwell, Iinileh in a crazed moment got lost from the forces.
After the scourge left Qual'Thalas she travelled back there and met more Blood Elves, dedicated to bring up Silvermoon to it's former glory. Iinileh has been living there ever since, but as the new Council of Silvermoon decided to join the Horde in their hunt for magic to fill their needs, Iinileh decided to leave the safe residence in Silvermoon and persue adventure on her own, following her old leader - Sylvanas Windrunner, uniting with the undead forsaken.
Inmate #352, an extraordinary short gnome, was a former intern at the Azeroth Asylum. According to the old records from when the inmate became registred at the asylum he was lacking ID and couldn't answer questions regarding his background. No family or relatives has been connected to him. He refers to himself often in third person calling himself simply Gir, nothing more nor nothing less, no records of a gnome his age being named Gir does however exist. He was hospitalized over 40 years ago and has during his visit proved no mental progress, beliving his mental age to have stopped even before he was attained, when his age was estimated to be around his fifties.
A few years ago a rat was spotted inside the inmate's isolated cell. The cell was searched for proof of how the rat could have gain entrance but without any success (for full report, see Securty Issue #57AD3F-1). Despite both the Asylum disabling all arcane usage within it's walls and the inamate lacking powers in the field of the Arcane, testing has shown the rat to have been affected by arcane powers turning it's fur white. Even when removing the rat from the inmates presence the rat constantly managed to end up with him again. The inmate has proved to enable his communicating with others in the presence of the rat, thus the rat was allowed in his cell as part of his rehabilitation (ref Rehabilitation Report #2AA5-2B).
The inmate has shown tendencies toward several forms of reality disorders. Among troubles to, in several cases, differ himself from others he also has proven to lack a sense of continuity in his existence. Repeatedly the inmate has demonstrated lack of control over both his body and mind, as well as an inability to control his voice communicating. Tests has shown that it is likely he not only hear voices and tries to communicate with them, but also that he is spending alot of his time not actually living in this reality at all. The arcane powers he recently have proved to have is not any that can be called to be controlled, but rather they seem to be acting out completely without the inmate's knowledge at times. The usage of the Arcane from the inmate's side has been spontanious and the complexity of the spells used have differed from close to none to highly advanced.
The inmate's current whereabouts are unknown as he successfully managed to, together with his rat, escape from the prison without leaving any trace, except a trail of arcane crystallizations inside his cell and outside the Asylum's walls. The escapee is reported to last have been seen in his cell, wearing his asylum clothes as ususal, when the room suddenly shine up in an arcane light. When the first Asylum attendant managed to burst the door open, the cell was empty and nothing but tiny arcane crystallizations was shattered into the walls. The inmate, and his rat, is still belived to be at large, and agents have been sent out to search for them and bring him back to the Asylum, so far without success.