Name: Liliana Morgana Felica Francis Natalie IV A Mouthful I know, but I expect everyone to call me by it in full. Unless your currently not breathing. Which most of you aren't.
Race: Undead Lich though I prefer to be treated as a person just like anyone else thank you very much.
Magic:






Equipment: My book. My robes. My Phylactery containing my soul that I think is very very very important or was that too obvious?
Personality:
On first appearance the obvious thing that comes to mind when observing how Liliana talks and acts is describing her as a bitch. She likes to believe her opinions hold more merit then others due to how long she spends researching the arcane arts and her knowledge from reading maps and the like and never really sleeping in the process. She know that shes the best. All those other people, they should bend under her heel. She should be the guild master but she needs a paycheck so she wouldn't dare so that in front of person actually calling the shots. So safe to say shes only going to bite her tongue if it affects her direly otherwise she'll let it run wilder then a Minotaur on chastity.

When you delve deeper you notice that... wait nope shes still a complete bitch even to those she calls friend however you'll notice slight changes like she'll tolerate you more so then most. She'll even begrudgingly let you come over and help her. You just have to be persistent.

If her soul was somehow able to return to her body however, the coldness and bitchness is almost instantly lost. The result is a very timid. Very insecure girl that just wants to be the best in everything she can be. This is her true personality. The one she hides. If rendered in this state the first thing is going to do is attempt to create another Phylactery. As she finds it extremely scary to talk to people like this. As it causes them to feel SYMPATHY. Sympathy for her? Disgraceful she has to remain the strongest person there. In order to let people aspire like she does.

...Just don't tell anyone about seeing her like that okay...
Unless you want to experience death

Background:
So your wondering how I died? Well that simple. _{A spell I made exploded in my face} It was a simple incantation really. I was just trying to a ton of ice shots in order to make a massive barrage but it didn't go as planned. It just blew up in my face. I was just trying to impress the other people at the magus academy and it didn't go as planned. At that point I lost all faith in humanity for casting me out because I was wierd and shy and stuff. Well those douches are missing out. Unlife was the greatest thing that ever happened to me. It was a hasty decision on my part but I have no regrets. It taught me that being dead is probably much better then being alive. So to my surprise I was surprised when I was kicked out of the school for telling all the other girls to kill themselves. Was that really necessary? Guess the school didn't like Lichs after all. So I retreated to my home and stuff. Started doing a buncha magical research by myself and managed to make friends with a real nice Will-o-wisp called Willow. Strange name right? Right? Anywho here I was making magics and things and generally researching the arcane arts when suddenly...

Boom! right in front of me I notice that someone was advertising for a guild as if giving out a invitation to a Lich was funny enough. I was foolish enough to take it. I was all happy that someone finally recognised my talents that I spent all night creating potions to try and maintain a more lifelike appearance so as to put on my best show peersay. Plus I doubted the living really gave a danm about the dead....

So yea. Tomorrow I am gonna join this guild with this Bart guy or something. Probably gonna show all the newcomers who the real magus is. Liliana Out~!