Name: Alexander Black

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Race: Human

Magic: Eldritch. Think Occultism, summoning horrors, playing with the minds of men through intense fear, and getting power from old gods. Eldritch magic focuses mainly on the sanity aspect of things, from reducing men to writhing, raving madmen, or summoning the eldritch to do your bidding, whether it be menial labor, guarding, or fighting. Alex currently can summon an eldritch horror to do his bidding, as well as shoot black smoke that shows a person's worst fear in a monstrous form.

Personality: Sarcastic, Sadistic, and with questionable judgement at best, not to mention a little loopy from eldritch exposure.

Biography: Alex was born to a pair of fairly well off set of parents. A businessman, and a banker, Alex would surely be a happy child. And he was. Alex, throughout his childhood, was fascinated with old things.
Ruins, artifacts, and old buildings were some of Alex's favorite things. Family vacations would usually involve tours through caves, or visits to museums. And Alex loved it.

During his sophomore year, he was asked the age old question "What do you want to be?" And of course, he already had an answer in mind. "An Archeologist!" And so he graduated high school and began his career as an Archeologist. Sort of.

When he was about 21, he decided to go on another cave tour, just for old times sake. But then he thought to himself, "Why don't I find my own cave?". Of course! This is what archeology was all about, finding your way through the unknown. So, he set off.

But where to look? Perhaps the mountains? Or the desert an hour or two away? Yeah, he'd start there. Making sure to have plenty of water, a turban for heat protection, and a few other possessions, he set off into the desert

Dear god this place sucked. How could it possiy get so hot? And there's sand stuck everywhere! Suddenly, through the sandy plains, he spotted a large rock, coming out of the sand. Running up to it to take a break from the heat, he noticed that it was not a rock, but a cave entrance! How odd!

Running inside, the temperature immediately plummeted. It felt like the beginning of winter for some reason. The cave went down and down only getting colder, eventually sprawling out into a large central room. Looking around, there wasn't much. Just some rocks. But as he turned to leave, some strange marks on a large stone caught his attention.

They were letters! But... not any words he knew. He looked closer and repeated the words aloud: OL ZIR A NOCO DE ELO. What could that mean?

Suddenly, the rock began to shine with a blinding light, and Alex felt his senses fade. Feeling the sensation of "waking up," he opened his eyes. All around him was endless swirling purple darkness. He couldn't move,
Just the sensation of falling. Out of the darkness, something even blacker appeared to writhe in the darkness. It got closer and closer, until he was face to... face(?) With a horrid shifting mass of eyes and tentacles.

He was overwhelmed fear as the creature's oily tentacles began to wrap around him. He'd felt fear before, but this... nothing could describe the horror he was feeling.
He could not scream. He could not move. He could only observe and accept.

Once completely wrapped up, two of the creature's eyes began to float down to meet Alex's fearful gaze. A booming voice spoke in his psyche: "OL EDNAS ELASA"

And just like that, it was over. Alex opened his eye once more, screaming in pure horror. He was back in the cave. His head was pounding as strange new knowledge swam in his head. Some strange language was also present in there. He sat up and looked back at the rock. It was still there. But the words were now... familiar to him.

"I am a servant of God" What the hell? What had he gotten himself into? He realised he was still shaking from fear,
Or perhaps it's the cold? Either way, he needed to get out. Now.

He turned to Sprint out, when something appeared in his mind. A strange creature, and some sort of chant?
Was this some sort of vision? He stuck his hand out towards the center of the room and repeated the chant.
"TOREZODU EN NOCO"

And enormous swirling... portal... looking thing opened in the floor. A clawed arm reached out and gripped the stone floor, and a creature began to claw its way out.

What the hell is that? Oddly enough, Alex felt no fear this time. He guessed after seeing that tentacle thing,
This thing was relatively tame. Alex began to walk backwards, and the creature followed. It continued to follow him, even out of the desert, back to his car, but it stayed at a respectable distance. It seemed intelligent enough. Maybe he could keep it?

Well, this creature wouldn't fit in his car very well so,
Seeing no other option, he asked the creature "Can you go home please? I'll summon you again later! Promise!"
The creature began to slowly fade, until it was gone. Well, that was easy. Alex returned home, the images of the tentacled horror still in his mind.

As the time passed, Alex began to get more in-tune with his magic. He eventually got a wand, made of pointy hickory, and lacquered to prevent damage. The creature, Alex would name Chuckles, and after sifting through his new knowledge, found it was known as a "Shambler".
He also would learn a new spell. He soon learned a fear kind of spell. He would throw out his hands (Or wand) and black smoke would billow out, and according to his friends whom he cast the spell, once you look into the black fog, you see monstrous versions of your worst fear.
Trying the spell on himself, Alex could confirm: this is true.

Still on the road to becoming an Archeologist, he resumed his studies, while also making sure to touch up on his magic.