Less
Race: Human (Solamnia)
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic-Neutral
Age: 23
Highth: 6'3
Weight: 184
He is, in all truth, only slightly better looking then your average farmboy hunk, but he has one thing that makes up for that. Well, besides a decent libido. Like all of his family, he too carries the Less Clan Smile of Charm. A grin of such complete hansomeness, as to melt the hearts of many women.
He carries only one weapon, a simple dagger, made of bone. Which, with a very small and flat moneypouch, is strapped to his wrist, inside the loose sleeves of his robe.
Nikt was born into Solamnic nobility, on the family estate somewhere in northern Solamnia. As the second eldest son, it was his responsibility to enter the Knighthood. It was actually his elder bother's, but that betrayal placed it solely on Nikt's shoulders.
It didn't work out.
He could not do anything expected of him as a squire, not for lack of skill, but for the fact that he had a secret passion.
Magic.
It was his true love, and he studied and practiced it in secret, away from both his family, and the Knight he was squired under. When he was found out, he was cast from his home and disowned, in a fit of unacceptance and anger.
Searching for a new way of life, Nikt was waylaid on the road, by a smalltime renegade mage. He escaped, running for his life, a page torn out from the renegade's spellbook clutched in hand.
Nikt made it to Kip's tavern, and the town nearby, and found himself a life, in the hearts of many of the women there. His noble breeding, cocksure attitude, smile, and decent amount of coin, attracted women to him like he wasn't even trying.
He enjoyed the attention, and their company. He was never cruel, nor did he ignore them when they came around. He took steps to make sure they never met one another and was overall successful.
It was this same smugness and seriousness in affairs of the heart, that directed his future instructer to him one day. With an offer to be apprenticed under a true mage of Wayreth Tower, he took it. Forever after he would respectfully call this man, Master Kristhanen.
He took to magic training well, and though not so skilled in the actual casting area, he became adept at the theory behind the spell. Helping him in his newfound skills of developing certain spells of his own, and being able to copy spells down on parchment, into scrolls.
It was only after he started his studies, making more friends then enemies, that the KoT attacked Solamnia. Nikt became one of the many that suscumbed to their charm, and under mindwash, he joined their ranks as a Thorn Knight in training. There he met his long gone brother, Dirge, a Knight of the Skull. It was that same brother's honour that helped get him back to Kip's, where an attack on a dragon ended with him being held in Vingaard, his mind free of the KoT's effects.
It was also at this point in time he felt his heart tug in a new direction. Towards a wild elf by the name of Alorra. All others seemed to pale next to her exotic beauty and innocent demeaner, and his new found love caused even his playboy actions to end.
But like all good romances, when he finally got her to love him back, she was brutally ripped away from him by a Blackguard and his mercenary helper.
Nikt went crazed, unable to get her back, unable even to find out where she was, not knowing, but suspecting of the torture she was going through. He did what he could, calling upon allies and friends, studying the more destructive spells that he hadn't looked into before.
But when the offer of ransom was made, Nikt took it quickly. It was expensive, but borrowing what money he could from a loving mother, a duty bound sister, selling his things, and taking out a hefty loan from Wayreth's Master, he was able to get her back, and healed as much in body as he could possibly have her healed.
He now lays in heavy debt, unsure of where his future lies, unknowing if his magic will be able to see him through, and wondering if his lover will ever forgive him for letting her be taken.
He does however have a job, when he's not being trained by an often missing Master, working for both the Head of Black Robes, Jon, and Head of White Robes, Tal. As a scroll keeper of Jon's private collection, and a book duster of Tal's private library.
Spells: 0- Detect Magic, Mending, Quick Boost.
1- Magic Missile, Sleep, Shield, Mage Armour.
2-Flaming Sphere, Summon Swarm.
Scrolls: Sleep, Shield, Magic Missile, Magic Missile, Kender-Shutup.
The latter being his own devising, working on the theory that a Kender's mouth is a portal, its a combination of Open/Close and Hold Portal, which shuts the Kender's mouth, and keeps it shut. Very useful to an irritable mage drinking in a tavern, Nikt hopes to have his spell catch on with those magically inclined in the area.
Recently gifted with a Ring of tongues, and a Wand of Acid Arrows (10 charges left now), by his Master (At the moment, held by Elleron as collateral for a loan), and a Ring of Teleportation, (3/day) a gift from Talothian, so he can do the job he's being paid for.