| Brithis Of the Bound Hands |
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| Class: Renegade Mage Race: Half-Elf Gender: Male Alignment: Neutral Good Age: 110 Hight: 5'11 Weight: 180 |
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Born into an area which was actually tolerant to his heritage, he had a happy life. Nothing bad happened to him, and he grew up healthy, and smiling. A love child, both his parent's loved him, and that love gave him a caring heart. One would expect such a person to become a Priest, or mundane healer. But no. For some reason he was blessed with power. Enough to have him noticed by a Conclave White Robe, who was more or less a hermit in the hills nearby. Taken under his wing, a young Brithis was a quick study. But like all old men, Brithis' master died. Not even magic could save him. Taking to travel, Brithis saw the hard work the people of the land did...and the suffering they went through to survive. Wanting nothing of politics, he refused to search for the famous Tower of Wayreth, and devoted his time to private study, and helping any who came to him. He continues to do so now, despite the danger to his life. Solamnia will be seeing trouble soon, and it's the people who will suffer for it. Brithis wants to relieve that suffering. Just recently he was captured by the Conclave and sent to another plane for refusing to take the Test. Months of harsh survival changed his mind, and he took the Test. While his magical skills improved, the dangerous Test left him in a constant state of fatigue, and without the ability to diffientiate colours. Angered by his being forced into this, he has publicly defied the Orders, and left the sanctity of the Tower. Once again his life is in peril. A semi-handsome man, his long brown hair already tinged with spots of grey. His clothing is simple, white peasant clothes. Shirt, pants, sandals. All white. His many belt pouches, some of which smell, and a mystical symbol tattooed on his left hand meaning "Safety" and another on the right saying "Refuge" would easily indicate a mage. He carries no weapons, but almost as a symbolism, as well as protection, carries with him a white leather covered, wooden shield. He has a few potions as well, which he brewed himself. Cure Serious Wounds, Neutralize Poison, Remove Disease, an Intelligence Potion and two Gaseous Forms. Mage-Level 11 4/4/4/4/3/2/1 Cantrips: Detect Magic, Detect Poison, Mending, Resistance. 1: Alarm, Floating Disk, Mage Armour, Shield. 2: Arcane Lock, Fog Cloud, Scare, Web. 3: Dispel Magic x2, Sleet Storm, Tiny Hut. 4:Improved Invisibility, Minor Globe of Invulnerability, Remove Curse. 5: Feeble Mind, Hold Monster. 6: Shadow Walk. He has access to many other spells, but these are what he will usually have when encountered. |
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| Return from wence thou came! | ||||||||