[i]I need to keep details sparse, as not to ruin the story too much or to make it too easy to metagame.[/i]

[B]Name:[/b] Rorin Greymere

[B]Age:[/b] Undisclosed

[B]Gender:[/b] Male

[B]Race:[/b] Human

[b]Class:[/b] Wizard

[B]Physical Description:[/b] Rorin Greymere is a frail old husk, warped with age. His skin is leathery but tanned, hinting that he is used to travelling on the road. He wears bright crimson robes, with a smattering of purple over garments. His long hair and bushy beard are iron grey in tone, but his single working green eye stands in vibrant contrast. His other eye is obscured by a black leather eye patch. 

Rorin tends to wear leather boots and gloves, and carries with him a simple ashen staff with a large pale green crystal of unknown origin set upon its end. 

At full height, Rorin is around 6 feet, but is of a terribly skinny build. He boasts no muscles to speak of, and appears to be a man accustomed to light work... or maybe age has simply stripped his flesh and left behind nothing but skin and bones. 

[B]Skillset:[/b] Undisclosed.


[B]Natural Abilities:[/b] Undisclosed. 

[B]Magic Type:[/b] Arcane

[B]Magic School:[/b] Master of All

[B]History:[/b] Rorin is a name known to few, though he is perhaps the greatest magic wielder in the known world. Very little is known about the mysterious wizard, although he is known to frequent courts of many Lords and Kings. Some mark him as a member of the Nirin Fir, an almost mythical order of wizards established a long time ago when civilisation was still in its infancy after some great cataclysm. 

[B]Equipment:[/b] 
[list][*]Ashen staff crested by a pale green crystal. He guards its origins closely, but any magic user will feel a powerful aura coming from it.
[*]An ancient ring, made green with age, sits permanently on his right hand. 
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