Name- Sephrin
Race- Human
male
Occupation- A mage... somewhat
Demon possesed?-Yes, please. It's all the rage this season.
Characteristics:
Fiery red hair to his shoulders that curls at the end. Tan skin. Soft Light brown, nearly orange, eyes that light up his feckle dotted face. He is nearly 5'10, and only 17 years of age. He also has a hypnotizing, although piercing gaze.
Items:
He carries a wooden staff, the carving have been significantly worn away from years of battle, and casting. A red and white Mage's tunic, and white mits. He also wears red and white linen clogs. Do not let the pure colors fool you...
History:
Born and raised in the city of Ember, Young Sephrin took to the learning curb quick. He joined the nearest alchemist, and thieves guild. He was to young to be accounted in the ranks, however. He served as an apprentice. An errand boy of sorts. Soon he got involved with some seriously shady characters, most of whom we involved with... high powers. Being the curious person he is, he began doing spy work of his own. Watching the people he served under, and decided they weren't the same people they were in everyday life. The masks came off at night. He thought he had everything figured out. One night while he was on one of his usual "steak-outs", his employers were having a vivid conversation. Suddenly the dialogue broke to a whisper, and Sephrin strained his ears. When that didn't work he got bold, and pressed closer to the window in which the conversation was being held. He made to much noise and was caught by his employer. The man forced a wierd substance from a vial down Sephrins mouth. Ever since then he has never been alone...
Race- Human
male
Occupation- A mage... somewhat
Demon possesed?-Yes, please. It's all the rage this season.
Characteristics:
Fiery red hair to his shoulders that curls at the end. Tan skin. Soft Light brown, nearly orange, eyes that light up his feckle dotted face. He is nearly 5'10, and only 17 years of age. He also has a hypnotizing, although piercing gaze.
Items:
He carries a wooden staff, the carving have been significantly worn away from years of battle, and casting. A red and white Mage's tunic, and white mits. He also wears red and white linen clogs. Do not let the pure colors fool you...
History:
Born and raised in the city of Ember, Young Sephrin took to the learning curb quick. He joined the nearest alchemist, and thieves guild. He was to young to be accounted in the ranks, however. He served as an apprentice. An errand boy of sorts. Soon he got involved with some seriously shady characters, most of whom we involved with... high powers. Being the curious person he is, he began doing spy work of his own. Watching the people he served under, and decided they weren't the same people they were in everyday life. The masks came off at night. He thought he had everything figured out. One night while he was on one of his usual "steak-outs", his employers were having a vivid conversation. Suddenly the dialogue broke to a whisper, and Sephrin strained his ears. When that didn't work he got bold, and pressed closer to the window in which the conversation was being held. He made to much noise and was caught by his employer. The man forced a wierd substance from a vial down Sephrins mouth. Ever since then he has never been alone...
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