Basics
Name: Jillian Veldaine
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Race: Human
Class: Witch and Arcanist

Appearance, Equipment and Abilities
Physical Description: Jillian is a notably short woman, reaching a height of just under one meter and fifty-five centimeters (roughly five feet and one inch). Her frame is slender and frail, appearing almost sickly thin as a result of infrequent nourishment, which becomes particularly apparent when she is nude or almost, as her ribcage and clavicles can be easily seen underneath the ivory pale skin. Because of this she actually has quite the hourglass figure, but whether or not this is an advantage is up to the beholder to decide; also has appropriately very modest breasts. Her strikingly scarlet hair reaches up to her hips while shorter hairs frame her face, with strains typically falling over her left eye the way she grooms them. The rare hair color in her family is somewhat infamous and easily recognizable, and has become something of the Veldaines’ pride, aside from their prestigious profession.

Jillian’s face is generally pleasant to look at; the first thing one happens to notice is the pair of stinging, green eyes that stare back with intensity, displaying severity and attentiveness. She appraises the world and the people around her with great care, sharply eyeing and judging them from afar. Sometimes one cannot quite shake the feeling that she isn’t just staring at someone’s outward appearance, but is gazing straight into their soul, prying their secrets from their bosom. Of course, Jillian has no scrying capabilities, but it is true that she can learn much about someone from simply observing them. Beneath her eyes are her first signs of wrinkling, which are perhaps a little early but speak of her unhealthy lifestyle. Her cheeks are playfully freckled where the cheekbones are and her somewhat colorless lips are relatively thin.

Notable Possessions:


A slender straight sword with a simple but elegant design to it. The sixty-four centimeter long blade is forged pure silver, making it less useful in combat against steel equipment, but excellent for engaging magical threats or softer targets. The hilt features a slightly upwards curved cross guard, the extensions of which have a spiral shape to them that makes them appear perhaps like a pair of thin horns.

It was once used by enigmatic manslayers in ominous uniforms that were seen hunting down practicioners of forbidden magic near Zerul. Dark memories cling to the spell-slashing blade like sins to the soul.

It is currently without a scabbard and Jillian has no experienced using this weapon.


Currently lying by a rock near Gariel Downs in Anaxim Forest; this bag contains a handful of days’ worth of rations in food and water, as well as approximately three hundred rodlins with blackened surfaces that smell of burnt alcohol and other incinerated materials (such as leather, cloth, flesh, grass and earth). The bag itself looks to have been improvised from a square of reliable fabric and is not fit for long journeys. Jillian hardly has the strength to carry this.

Current Apparel: Jillian is currently clothed in little more than rags and leftovers, wearing one of Aemoten’s weathered shirts for a top and what is essentially a blanket wrapped around her waist and tied together for a skirt. Also has some fabric enveloping her feet as makeshift shoes, although the role is not filled adequately. Her Witchhunt Blade is wrapped in cloth and tied to a rope around her waist. Also appears unwashed and travel-worn, and is very unhappy about her given condition.

Spells:
As a sorceress who relies on long-term memory alone, Jillian does not have a spellbook with her and is thus restricted to a handful of her favorite spells which she has memorized for years and mastered since.

Cost of spells is arbitrarily graded by the following terms:
Minimal – Low – Medium – High – Extreme – Lethal

Complexity of spells is arbitrarily graded by the following terms:
Easy – Medium – High


Ignite
Cost: Minimal
Complexity: Easy
Effect: Creates a simple flame in the caster’s hand that does not burn him or her. Remains alive for as long as the caster continues to pour magical energy into the flame. Can be used for a variety of simple purposes, from lighting a bonfire to hurting others at close range.

Fireball
Cost: Low to High
Complexity: Medium
Effect: Simple but effective spell that creates an orb of churning, magical fire which can be launched at a given target or direction and explode upon impact with an obstacle. The caster has the ability to choose how much magical energy they wish to devote to the spell, thus the amount of devastation caused by this spell varies greatly. Typically used to dispatch tightly packed groups of hostiles or breach fortifications such as walls, gates or barricades.

Orphid’s Lance
Cost: Low to Extreme
Complexity: High
Effect: Occult and rare spell invented by Orphid, a mage who lived roughly two centuries ago and about whom little is known. He must have done something terrible to spite the people of his time, for most records about him, including a majority of his spell books, have been destroyed, erased or locked away in safe, forgotten vaults. Still, traces of his legacy remain, and those who scour the forbidden places in Rodoria may yet stumble upon his works.

Orphid’s Lance is a complex spell, consisting of a composite invocation of two lesser spells, one of which creates a very special, acid green flame between the caster’s palms, while the other catalyses this flame and focuses it into a beam of energy along which this emerald fire is transported. The beam can be channeled for as long as the caster desires, although few mages would be capable of upholding the beam for more than a minute or two before passing out or losing concentration. The lance can also be interrupted to return the spell into its spherical state, and resumed by adding the composite spell once more without having to re-invoke the original component.

Orphid’s fire burns hotter than normal fire, and can melt materials in frighteningly little time. Additionally, the flame can burn inside water and in airless conditions, albeit at a lesser intensity comparable to regular flames. A curious side effect of Orphid’s fire is that prolonged staring at the green flame often inexplicably evokes nausea and disorientation. Perhaps it is a hint as to the nefarious origins of the spell.


‘Zebaoth’
Meaning: Genocide, or the intent to cause a massacre
Cost: Low to Lethal
Complexity: Easy
Effect: Effect can vary as with all one-word incantations in the Devil’s Tongue.

Jillian used this spell once, and found that it creates a missile which homes in on the nearest creature that is not the caster. Upon touching someone, the missile enters the victim whose body becomes subject to violent obliteration as a result of ignited blood and exploding veins and arteries. From the gory crater where the victim once stood, two missiles identical to the original one appear to home in on two new nearby lifeforms which suffer the same fate once touched by the missiles, which relentlessly pursue their quarry. The spell keeps exponentially multiplying in such a fashion until either everything and everyone around the caster has been killed, or the caster has no more magical energy to give. The cost of this spell is not voluntary, and once set in motion, the caster is helpless to watch their magical energies dwindle to critical levels, as well as friends and foes being annihilated in traumatizing fashion.

Hail of Ruin
Cost: Medium to Extreme
Complexity: Medium
Effect: A semi-controlled black spell that creates a multitude of fireballs from the caster’s outstretched palm. These missiles arc in on a general area where they will crash down in a barrage of exploding impacts, generally leaving scorched earth and craters behind. The exact number of missiles can vary with the whims of black magic, but spawns between 15 to 20 missiles on average.

It should be added that there is a Lesser and Greater version of this spell, each with their specific purposes. The Lesser incantation fires less missiles on average and each projectile bears less of an impact, but the target area is very narrow and can be precisely determined by the caster. The Greater incantation then releases at least twice as many projectiles if not more, and each bears more explosive power than the weaker incantation, but the target area becomes almost impossible to direct, and missiles fire off in any direction.

Amongst those who know the spell, it is sometimes considered a love letter to Hazzergash, the lord of fire and wanton destruction, as that is precisely what the spell causes, and its flames appear a much darker shade of red than regular flames, which likens them to the demon lord’s black fire. Who invented the spell and with what intentions has been lost to time, however.

‘Brehn’
Meaning: Fire
Cost: Unknown
Complexity: Easy
Effect: Effect can vary as with all one-word incantations in the Devil’s Tongue.

Jillian has not yet cast this spell.

Inner Workings
Personality: Jillian is a pyromaniac; her fascination with fire, particularly fire-themed spells, is almost unhealthy. It makes sense therefore that her personality is reminiscent of a flame in itself. She is fickle, goes through sudden and drastic mood changes, is easy to anger and provoke. Indeed, conversing with her is not so different from playing with fire, as one is constantly on the edge, just one step away from burning oneself – or, in this case, being yelled at and insulted. Of course, the degree of her moodiness is influenced by certain factors, which decide how easily things can escalate or not. For one, Jillian is a very judgmental person: she will scrutinize any person in her vicinity, and pretty much decide on the spot, based on their appearance, whether or not she deems them likeable. If she does, chances are she will make an effort to be civil and friendly, for the most part, but if she doesn’t, one had best avoid her. From this, one can correctly surmise that she is an impulsive person, who likes to act before she thinks. It comes as no surprise that her emotional outbursts have put her at odds with quite a few people over the years, but it seems she does not mind. Perhaps she even likes the heat of confrontation?

Moreover, Jillian is egoistical, greedy and vain. Having grown up in fairly wealthy conditions and pampered since birth, she has come to take the ‘high life’ for granted. She isn’t used to sharing what’s hers, and grew accustomed to receiving new things in regular intervals, particularly things to make herself prettier. There’s only a handful of things in life that she enjoys doing more than buying herself a new dress or some piec of jewelry. If her arrogance had not been a liability already, now that she is on the road and away from her family’s finances, her wastefulness and vanity are certain to become liabilities sooner rather than later as well.

Aside from this, Jillian enjoys drinking in the company of friends, particularly if the venue is an expensive banquet or some other festivity where she can meet people of subjectively equal level to hers, but when these are not available, a regular tavern will do. Either way, her atypical behavior for a woman from the higher echelons of society have steeled her gut to some extent, as she has a relatively high tolerance for alcohol. Although probably irrelevant, her favorite drink for enjoying is a type of whiskey that is imported through the port in Zerul, while for getting drunk fast she likes apple cider. The other thing she enjoys is magic. Precious, precious magic.

It is not just a fascination, or a dream for her. Magic is an obsession that dictates her life and has made it a tragedy. She has always dreamed of and desired to be the most powerful sorceress in the land, and her dream lives on to this day. The tragic part is, then, that she simply happens to not be the most naturally talented when it comes to the arcane arts. The things we are good at, and the things we like, are not always the same. Yet, power of will can make up for much of a lack of talent, and Jillian certainly is determined. Still, arcane magic is an art for the patient and the learned, and patience is not one of Jillian’s qualities. Thus, she sought alternatives, and found them too: Black Magic. Banned for a reason, black magic is known to provide vast, unbridled power with little effort involved on the magician’s part, but at potentially terrible, unforseen costs. This is where the tragedy continues, for Jillian has lost everything to black magic: her home and her family, her once careless, pampered life, and her teacher, Vincent, who was one of the few lovers she has had who might have held actual feelings for her. She’s stranded in Rodoria’s wilderness, practically without friends or possesions, all because of the accursed, forbidden art. And still her obsession persists, and whenenever she speaks the devilish words, a wicked glimmer ignites in her poisonous eyes, gleaming with excitement. It is already too late for her, as she has become mesmerized by the sheer potential and beautiful, terrible whims of black magic.

**I’d like to mention that my descriptions of personality are never fully inclusive or final; they are to be understood as guidelines I set for myself, as the idea I had of my character at the time of conception. As such, it is not impossible for the character to reveal new facets not described above, or even contradict one or more of the above descriptions, within reason. Characters, after a while, become living things with a mind of their own, and sometimes they simply do things we have not accounted for.**

History: To be done.

I have a title

Name: I'onriyi, Stonehand (pronounced E-own-ri-e). 
Nickname: I'on(pronounced ee-yon), Stony(he doesn't like it when people call him this but they tend to consider his actual name to be too difficult to pronounce of which he simply fails to understand.) 

This not only shows his titles but the events that led to and created these titles for the well known Penin. Note that he is only well known in Zerul, and particularly in Zerul city than anywhere else. 

I'on the Noble: This title is mostly a joke among him and the townspeople, a joke which he secretly does not actually find very funny. You see, I'on is well known for his rumored wealth and obvious fame in the area. Additionally he is one of the few who has been allowed to meet the Duke of Zerul, though this happened many years hence. Despite the initial amount of distrust between Marcus and I'on they soon got over their small differences and quickly became friends through their interests in the magical arts. In fact, each year it is rumored -and usually true- that Marcus and I'on meet up to discuss varrying matters. 

Grace of Winds: This particular title was gained when he took several young mages along on a rather small task to eliminate a rather nasty pack of wolves a ways away from Zerul City. The horrid thing that he discovered upon his arrival was that the wolves were being led by a fairly skilled Demonspawn who appeared to have the ability to control and mutate animals to his will. The wolves were far more formidable than I'on had thought but him and the young magi were able to handle the situation. However upon returning, the young magi told of his skill i the use of wind element and how his fighting style seemed to almost mimic the random but elegant patterns of the winds movement. This title is the one he enjoys rather well and it has gotten him much business in his mercenary work and subsequently his blacksmithing. 

Age: 47. 
Race: Penin. 
Gender: Male. 
Birthplace: Sadona. 
Starting Location: Zerul. 
Social standing: He is well known in Zerul to the extent that several of his feats and his long standing business and contribution to the city have gotten him into what some lesser classes would consider the upper class. This perception is however not officially true as he does not, and will never admit to being rich or any of the sort. If asked about such issues he usually would tell them that he is simply in the working class. 

The reality of this situation is that he tends to save the majority of his money, the other amounts that he doesn't use for living expenses and shop upkeep is donated to various mages in Zerul city and sometimes beyond. Though this is a little known fact, he declined the opportunity to join the mages council and when asked why he usually replies promptly with 'Politics is, in my mind, the equivelant to Necromancy, dark with much potential for ending up dead rather than benefitting anyone.' 

Social Class: This refers to how much money he makes and what professions he is considered to have taken up. He is notably a known Blacksmith in the town of Zerul but an even more well known enchanter and psuedo-mercenary. He occassionally barters rather than trades but does seem to prefer currency rather than items for trade. He also notably sells ingredients that one would find need for in the healing arts, though not the ones of magical origin and rather the more medicinal branch. He is envied by the working class and peasants alike but the working class regards him as a skilled merchant rather than a haughty noble or a wealthy politician. He is very strict on himself with money management and has been known to carry very little on his person but compared to some this is at least 1/4th more than the average working class. That extra bit is usually used to help those he sees living on the street -this however depends on if he believes that they'll actually try to better themselves with the money- or in a considerably bad financial situation. 

Personality: I'onriyi Stonehand is certainly not a typical Penin male, he has a sort of kindness and generosity that most of his kin do not have towards strangers or people they don't know all that closely. However he does retain the like for alcohol, particularly the penin's infamous 'Finest' in addition to his current favorite, Drakehorn-wine. He has actually limited his own drinking to only several splurges a week as he has a shop to run, studies to do, and mercenary work to attend to as well. 

He -to some- is what you would call a busy body and likes to be occupying himself with something at all times if possible. In many ways, he is secretive and he doesn't tend to make too many really good friends as he doesn't feel comaradirie with the average person. He doesn't like to admit to the fact that he -at a young age- fell to the whims of his own wanderlust and finds it a bit embarassing and thus it being mentioned tends to irk him slightly. 

Unlike many Penin his temper is more, well...tempered and he has a human level control of his own temper. Now, though this applies mostly for when he is in battle, his temper is usually absent when in combat as otherwise he finds he cannot think straight and his spells go awry more often. Due to this small fact he seems more irritable when handling people in everyday life and often considers rude, drunk, overly loud, overly ambitious, and generally idiotic or clumsy people to be, well, frankly below him and lesser in many senses. 

He is stubborn when in battle and sometimes in normal conversations where he will defend his beliefs with a passion. He, in some ways is an extremist of the first law of magic -Cowath Usth Unim- 'Power demands sacrifice' which in many ways he has seen effect his own life many times. Like many Penin he is merry around friends and even more so when he is drunk which makes him a mixture of an angry and happy drunk in nature. Its a rather funny sight to see a damn happy, four foot penin male bashing in heads and getting into fights while singing drinking songs all the while. 

When speaking of polotics he scoffs and shakes his heads believing it to be 'Politics is, in my mind, the equivelant to Necromancy, dark with mcuh potential for ending up dead rather than benefitting anyone.' This ends up rather ironic as he himself does use a limited form of necromancy, though this is one of his largely kept secrets. Speaking of secrets! He is not privy to tell anyone his secrets and is especially cautious around other intelligent people or simply other mages when using his magic as he would have no other choice but to join the Deo'iel or be sent to jail if he was discovered for his practice in necromancy. 

He is privy to NOT joining with large organizations but lately he has again felt his wanderlust gradually take hold again and he is considering going off into the lands and leaving his shop in capable hands. He is incredibly stingy with his ACTUAL sum of money but does tend to be generous with the money he has on hand and is often seen giving some to beggers or unfortunate people. 

His intelligence and knowledge is certainly considerable, both in the areas of magic, the world, and especially the animals, ores, knowledge of forging, and of course crystals. Yes, crystals he still takes an apt interest in the wonderful things and though he is not one for dressing himself in a particularly fancy way he does enjoy having crystals on his person and thus tends to wear his gauntlets most of the time of which have crystals embbedded in them by his own skilled hands. 

Moving to the darker side of his personality, I'on has recently taken in the knowledge that a certain occurrence known as a 'Shard of Sin' has a considerable amount of magical power. He wishes to possibly create and cultivate multiple seeds of evil in captivity only to kill them when they manifest and absorb their power into his remaining, empty, crystal prison. When a secret such as his necromancy is discovered he does not consider it below him to remove the person from the equation or bribe, and threaten them to never speak of it again. If he has an obssession, it is with magic and the oh so expensive and elusive Crystal prisons of which he wishes to procure at least 7 more. He is ambitious and persistent like his father and is not one to give up, though he does know when it is best to retreat or withdraw from a social or more...life threatening situation. 

History: In the mountains of the Northern Wegam Fermos began the life of a penin who continually defied the traditions and typicalities of the stubborn Penin. Born to a well known mother and father both of whom were blacksmiths and warriors of the Penin, I'onriyi has had a very long and intriguing time in his journey for knowledge and to his bizarre aspiration to become a practicioner of the magical arts. 

As a child he was continually pushed into forging weapons, mining, and battle training making his already considerable durability and so called -immortality- even more difficult to be testified to. Of course many tend to find it strange that he would even refer to himself as nearly immortal as he is not...in the traditional sense. I'onriyi, I'on for short, has had what he now considers an incredibly fortunate turn of events in his life time thus far. 

This all started with his birth into the Penin race and subsequent 'skill gathering' that continuously occurred during his life. Starting with the training he recieved from his parents in mining and weapon forging he took a liking to several aspects of the Penin lifestyle, particularly...the mining. 

He began searching for things and going off on his own around the age of 15 and continually mined into areas where most Penin wouldn't go as they knew that ores would not likely be in such places. I'on on the other hand, was not looking for ores but rather for crystals. His mother, Yolri'un in particular sparked this intense interest in I'on's heart at an early age as she possessed a rare gem and various other less precious stones in some jewelry that his father 'Shaktun' found and crafted for her himself as a gift to win her over. 

Though his father was hard headed and persistent, his mother was a bit different by typical Penin standards and was a kinder, gentler person than most. Luckily his fathers hardheaded disposition finally payed off when he worked for a good few monthes to find and craft the wonderful necklace that I'on's mother now wears around her neck in obvious wonderful display. 

Regardless to this it was her retelling of this story and his father's overhearing that prompted him -after the conversation between father and son various times about where and under what conditions it is easiest to find such crystals- to search so adamently for the wonderful things. At first he only found small pieces, and even as he got better at locating them he found nothing of inherent value or use, until -after approximately 3 years of delving in various places and dealing with rather nasty encounters with some of the local beasts- he struck gold, so to speak of course. 

What he came upon was something that he later discovered was exceedingly rare which is why he was 'robbed' of most of the crystal. The crystal was seen to be both of incredible value and a simply wonderful conduit for energy, be it heat, magical, or electrical. However not knowing of his true calling in life just yet he decided to sell the majority of it and keep a large portion of it for himself. He gave even more to his race free of charge as they were his kin and friends, many of whom he'd shared a drink with by now and done various other...activities with. 
- - - - 
2 years after this I'onriyi was suddenly struck with a strange longing and after a couple days of its unfading annoyance he mentioned it to his father who told him that this was what many called 'wanderlust.' Hearing the grueling explanation he took this into account and began to pack for a journey. Before his departure however he took some of his crystal stores and went to work with various ores in the forges. It was said that the others who were in with them came in every day and that it appeared he did not leave at all to the extent that many had to bring him food and drink to keep him from collapsing. 

It took him a whole two week but finally he finished crafting his creation, a strange thing and certainly not the first he'd made before hand. At first his kin thought the creation a foolish thing and a waste of a week, however when they closer analyzed it they found that it was not only useful but had much more potential than they had initially thought. It was forged mostly from ghiril, the special crystal he had found which they later identified to be what they thought was, quartz, and pure iron and seemed to have indentations in various areas of the crystal for other crystal to be implanted -which he told them he wasn't sure why he put there-. When asked what he would name the weapon he told them this 'it has no name, but may -if it is as it should be- gain one that you will hear of before I return.' 

Soon after he departed, 20 in age and already with some experience in battle due to his encounters on his mining expeditions. He made sure to bring with him money and additional stores of the special crystal. His kin were kind enough to lend him a wagon in which to carry his supplies of which he could not carry by his lonesome. 
- - - - 
It took him months to transverse the mountains but he eventually found himself in Gilmah. Now he had been warned by those of his kin who had traveled and returned of this duchy. It did not disappoint him in its...dark tendencies and functioning. He had a rather difficult time here but he did manage to meet a particularly knowledgeable mage who practiced the art of Elemental magic and also appeared to have some knowledge of black magic that he had obtained from one of his cousins before promptly assassinating the fiend in his sleep. Of course the man, named Migrim, who was a human was never discovered for committing the crime as he had done it rather skillfully. 

The two quickly found common ground and I'on discovered one of the things he wanted to do in life, practice magic. He decided to use a sufficient sum of his money to put aside and pay Migrim to allow him to take room and learn from him the ways of magic. 
- - - - 
4 years pass and I'on soon found himself feeling his wanderlust once more and that coupled with Migrim's continuously mentioning Zerul as the place to learn magic opted I'on to finally bid farewell his tutor and first master and retrieve what remained of his wealth to travel further. In those 4 years I'onriyi learned the 6 laws of magic and as much as Migrim could tell him as well as what his own research could deem, about each magic with the exclusion of the Art of the Warden and eventually Black Magic as he soon both gave up and found too dangerous the implications behind such a dark craft. Thus as he journeyed on, heading towards Center lake he found his way far easier then before as he did not need to rely solely on his weapon of which still did not inhabit a name nor what he now knew he need search for. 

He was heading for Zerul and intended to take a boat across Center lake all the way to Pelgaid which he also wished to visit in hopes of learning more about the strange thing known as Crystal Prisons which could not only trap magical power but entire beings as well as even a soul if under the right circumstances. For this reason he traveled to Pelgaid first in order to speak with the priests about the matters of the soul and their various beliefs on such topics. 

It took him approximately 2-3 weeks at sea to reach Pelgaid and an additional month or so journey to reach the capital. He stayed in the city for around 3 months speaking with the resident priests of the soul and to those merchants in such things about where he could obtain Crystal Prisons. Most of these merchants knew very little but every so often he came upon one or two who again spoke of Zerul in this aspect and at this he was pleased. The rest of his time was spent studying whatever limited magic he could in such a restricted Duchy. Of course he did learn some rather interesting things regarding weapon wielding by sparring with various individuals as well as his frequent journeys into the surrounding wilds to not become rusty in his stay there. 

After this time passed he again set off from their capital city and traveled finally to Zerul city which took him an exceptionally long time and he actually lost more than half of his store of crystals that he still possessed. Glad when he finally reached what he at this point considered the pinpoint of knowledge in the entirety of Rodoria, I'on entered Zerul city and used the rest of his remaining funds to buy himself a shop and a forge. In the previous cities he had made sure to procure a small job of some kind but to him Zerul was different and the amount of knowledge he could gain in such a place seemed limitless. 

At first his business got very little attention but eventually it began to bolster in its customers and he was able to go out into the country side and procure various things of which he could forge into weaponry or sell for those who brewed potions or to help with ritualistic magics if need be. 
- - - - 
It is here in Zerul that he has spent the rest of his life, studying and steadily becoming a mage of considerable renown and power in the area. Additionally, much to his luck he has been able to procure 3 of the Crystal prisons -which took him a very long time and him having connections with various scholars and mages in the area simply to have the funds to buy- he so sought after but he is frankly unsatisfied with this amount and plans to soon set out to procure more. Each of these Crystals prisons with the exclusion of one is filled with his own magical power. As he understands the first and most essential law of magic he has continually gone through the process of exhaustion and regeneration of his magical energies. 

Due to the continuous nature of this process his physical state has reduced considerably and he is now frailer in musculature in comparison to the average Penin but is still at least on par with a rather lean-muscled human. His skull and hand bone armor has been retained and he is not only in possession of a rather large amount of magical power but also has just about 1/4th of the magical power expended with each exhaustion-regeneration occurrence stored within the two Crystal prisons allowing him a limited but rather large amount of magical power at his disposal. However, rather than use this directly the two Crystal prisons that he has filled are actually merged with the use of his own magics, and ability in forging to his weapon that was given its name not by his words but rather by the words of a particular mage. Thus the weapon is now named Brega Menrirl, in the arcane language meaning Unity wind. 

His head -as it has an exoskeleton like all penin have- is somewhat thicker than a human head but not overly so and so its not usually all that noticeable. Though he does have hair it is mostly hidden by his exo-skull and thus you can only see a small amount coming off the back of his neck. As I'on at least believes in looking presentable but also always being ready for anything, he wears flexible and fairly thin leather armor that he bought rather than made himself. He has a sturdy frame and he covers his brown leather armor -which has some designs simply for style- with a darker blue cloak which seems to be just the right shade to feel like water. This cloak does have a hood but he often doesn't wear that and rather leaves it off for convenience. His eyes are a strange thing as they are almost golden in hue and usually have slight bags under his eyes as he tends to stay up till the later hours in order to further whatever endeavor he is taking part in at such a time. 

Though his hair is only seen at the back of his neck it is a healthy shade of brown. Now, particularly, his face is slightly strange as the bone armor goes all the way over his head and only reveals his eyes, nose, and mouth. Thus his face is not entirely visible and will never be. His mouth tends to have the slight appearance of a scowl as if he is usually in a bad mood, though truthfully that is not the case. 

His shoulders and neck, though broader than a humans, are not all too muscular due to his magical expansion, as he calls it. His arms are of a normal size but are thinner than the average penin again because of his magical expansion. His forearms and hands however -though it isn't noticed too often due to him wearing his gauntlets, Sonedth Brega- are larger than the first section of his arms due to the bone armor which gives them a more muscular look, which is only partially true as his forearms are slightly more built when compared to the first section of his arms. 

Moving to his torso he has a broader chest than a human but he is a bit curvier than a normal penin as his muscles have lost some of their natural tightness and rather have retracted and moved into a closer figure to an hourglass, though it is rather square as he is not female. His waist is comparatively proportional and his legs are less stocky than his kin. Overall he is of average attractiveness, a tidy looking person with a slight scowl on his face when he isn't making much expression, and stands at around 4'5 in height. 

Relations: Rather than this purely being a list of people he is related to by blood it is a list of people whom might be considered rather important in knowing a bit about I'onriyi. They are presented in their order of importance and relation to I'onriyi. 

Yolri'un(Pronounced Yol-re-un): In the beginning of his life his mother, Yolri'un played a considerable role as caretaker and generally a person he could always count on and trust with anything he wished to talk about. Her kindness, sympathy, and a bit of her soft hearted atitude seemed to have rubbed off on her son I'onriyi and now in his (insert age here)'s he is becoming more in touch with this kindness though he is not a push over in anyway. 

Shaktun(pronounced Shack-ton): His father, considered by many and even I'on to be fiercely hard headed, somewhat close minded, but a very dedicated and loving Penin male he was the main obstacle for I'on when he decided to leave home. Though I'on loves his father, even in his current age he holds a slight fear that his father would frown on his current choices, especially when speaking of his practices of magic. Overall though he loves his father deeply and wishes to -at some point- visit the old rock headed man and have a good ol drink of the finest (of which is the drink that would kill most other races simply from drinking it). 

Marcus Zerul: Known well as the Duke of Zerul and a rather disconnected one at that from the poltical matters, he is a powerful mage and a close friend to I'on. The two share a common idealogy for magic and both often become completely engulfed in their studies of the art, though Marcus tends to become more enveloped into his own world when he does so. 

Migrim(Pronounced Mi-grim or Mee-grim): His first teacher in the magical arts and one of the few he would go out of his way for to do a favor, Migrim is a rather shady character but seems to be entirely honest when it comes to his closest friends which does in fact include his former pupil I'onriyi. 

General Class-Battlemage: He focuses primarily on the mage aspect of this and due to Brega Menrirl's design he is something of a necromancer as well. However he keeps the aspect of his necromancy a tightly guarded secret that any who discover will soon find he'll kill to conceal the information if needed. 

Necromancer: The only reason this applies is due to the fact that his specific control of magical energies is very precise and usually very accurate, as such he falls into this class though he does not raise corpses or the like at all. 

Rune Mage: Though limited he has a rather well versed study of runes and does not fall into this category in terms of his inability to memorize but rather because he writes runes and uses a weapon which does have runes on it, though the weapon is not anything like those used by traditional Rune mages. 

Arcane Mage: His primary use of magic is used in the arcane sense as he uses chants of words in the arcane language to invoke his magical power with the help of the precision of his Necromancer abilities which effectively means his use of magic is very well attuned. In terms of elemental affinities his only would be wind and though he is not an elemental mage he does take advantage of this through his limited rune use. In terms of casting spells he tends to say it aloud as well as write the runes in the are some of the time he actually altenates between the two or writes the runes with his staff Brega Menrirl. 

Warrior: This is rather limited really as he only had some basic training in this area. It would be better to call him a survivalist really as he has attuned reflexs and can weild his weapon Brega Menrirl masterfully. He used to be much more advanced in this area but due to his physical degradation from the exhaust-regen process of using his magic he has dropped in his overall melee combat ability. 

Other: Though he cannot use elemental magic he knows his affinity is wind and uses this to his advantage along with his Necromancy's adept energy control to better use pure flowing energies which he usually uses a simple rune or a bit of rather simply woven arcane spells to empower himself with something akin to but incredibly more limited than elemental magic. 

Physical Abilities: In comparison to his hardy, strong and nearly un-kill-able kin, he is weak in physical strength. However in comparison to humans he is still comparably strong and is capable of most things a fairly fit and well fed human is capable of. Though things that he still maintains -even after his considerable loss of strength due to his magical expansion- is his resilience. He is almost equally resilient as his normal hardy kin but is not as strong or difficult to kill in a purely physical aspect, of course its a different story when he begins using magic or has Brega Menrirl(Unity Wind). Additionally due to the fact that he has lost fat and muscle mass from his magical expansion he is lighter than most of his kind and thus a small measure nimbler and faster on his feet though he is often hard pressed to multitask immensely on both magic AND physical combat and tends to alternate rather than multitask in battle. 

Mental Abilities: Considerably intelligent and knowledgeable due to his extensive studies and time devoted to cultivating his onw intelligence as well as cunning, he is apt to use magic in ways that most wouldn't even consider and because of the fact that he has so much time to study the magical arts he has actually studied extensively in the area's he believes would, and subsequently have benefited him the most. Due to his considerable aptitude in various magical areas he has crafted himself a rather unique set of skills that work surprisingly well into his general repertoire. In terms of his memory, it is incredible and this is simply because he has spent his free time and the majority of his life paying attention and having to remember meticulous details, especially in the case of the arcane language.

Generally, I'onriyi is an incredibly skilled mage and his deft intelligence and unique inter-related magical knowledge and particular use and specialization in the various arts make him a considerably formidable foe or ally. Though he does not have much experience in fighting with allies he has researched and asked other mercenaries or mage's alike about such matters and understands the mechanics behind doing so.

He is very used to fighting alone and thus rather apt to hold himself back or to simply not use the majority of his soul's magical power. He has gone through the exhaust-regen stage many times with him having lost count or rather just not caring after that point.

He intends to fill the third Crystal prison and the other seven that he intends to somehow procure. He intends to do this by forcing souls within the prisons. Due to this when contracted to kill things such as ghosts and the like he promptly declines as he has no intention of doing battle with such things till a time where he has more of the crystals to utilize the souls rather than send them to peace.

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In the case of Brega Menrirl and Sonedth Brega the mere invocation of their names and the slight concentration on the runes activates the use of the Unity and usually the Wind rune in the case of Brega Menrirl. 

Spell-Book: He tends to carry a spell book to assist in remembering his own spells so that he doesn't have to memorize every single one of them. It's a rather thick tome to be precise and he is very picky about whom he allows to handle it.

Brega Menrirl(Unity Wind): A strange weapon and tool Brega Menrirl is a staff-like weapon with 3 large crystals embedded into it. One at the end and two that interrupt the flow of the metal, or at least appear to when not observing from close up. In actuality the crystal that 'interrupts' the flow of the metal does not and has been drilled through so that the metal can pass through its core. The main crystal and its corresponding holder contain 10 slots in which other crystals -which he wishes to be filled with Crystal prisons- or various other things can be placed. Currently 3 of these slots are filled, all of which are on the crystal itself rather than the metal. Now the core of this weapon is probably its most unique aspect as it was made to be hollow initially but before the metals hardened he poared ghiril and pure iron into the center which had scatterings of crystal within it.

This combination thus allowed crystals to link and form in a strange way and actually form small path ways of crystal within the core of the metal. It is thought that he put such concentration and effort into the weapon in this stage that naturally some of his magical energy flowed into the weapon and caused said formation to occur. It is however no mistake that this weapon took a whole of 3 days to craft as it is incredibly intricate.

Now the truly amazing thing about Brega Menrirl -as if it was not already incredible to begin with- is that this unique crystal structure allows it to channel magical energy easily through out and form a sort of temporary storage area within the crystal. It could be called a kind of channeler for I'on's magical abilities and is actually the reason that he is in some senses a rune mage. In particular the runes for Unity, wind, restrain, and last of all seal. The incredible thing about these runes is that they are usually fueled by the magical power stored in the two full Crystal prisons stored in the weapon. 

Though they are fueled by this I'onriyi can only keep 3 of these runes active at once as anymore tends to cause the weapon to vibrate dangerously and also to begin drawing at least double the power from his own magical stores which he likes to keep limited in its consumption. As he has mastered the use of this weapon he can effectively activate and deactivate the runes with his mind, however this is connected more directly to his gauntlets which he simply calls Sonedth Brega, or Solid Unity. When used in tandem -which they always are- with his Sonedth Brega the weapon is able to draw on the two Crystal prisons and his stores simultaneously making the drain far less than it would usually be.

Sonedth Brega(Solid Unity): The last and only other thing that he made for himself, Sonedth Brega were made in the span of time that he has been living in Zerul City and were made after some more indepth study of runes and rune mages. These gauntlets are a very clever use of crystal, leather and a flexible iron alloy which is what they are crafted from. The gauntlets have 6 carved and smoothed pieces of crystal each. 1 of these is on the palm and is flat and very small, circular and has a diameter of about half an inch. This, though small, has minute runes etched into it, which of course is the Unity and Power runes. On each finger tip of each gauntlet lays a similarly shaped -but better fitted- crystal of which have a tiny line of crystal going down the inside of the finger and connecting to the crystal in the palm of the guantlet. The only reason he was able to get such a fine line of crystal was through the use of his magic talents. 
When activated the crystals and the gloves essentially become part of his body and though they do not have all that much defense for his hands, they are also effectively merged with Brega Menrirl as well and become a cohesive whole having no weight when I'on wields them and he is easily able to move magic through the crystals to amplify his own magic when he activates the power rune which does just that by taking magical energy either from himself or from the Crystal prisons. He does use these without Brega Menrirl as well but as he almost always has the staff on his person it usually draws more from the Crystal prison's rather than from his own stores though it usually does a bit from all 3 at once.

Defined in a general manner rather than the more specialized manners of each of his particular ability sets, be it mental, physical, or magical in nature, his strengths & weaknesses are effectively a better summed up group of particular skills and faults of I'onriyi general persona and such. 

To be frank I'on's flaws are few and far between, however -though not all of them- the majority of these are flaws or secrets that could likely lead to his demise or imprisonment if discovered. One of them namely is his practice of Necromancy which is one of his best hidden secrets. If someone were to find this out and he was unable to stop them from telling the authorities he would be -at the very least- sent into a jail which he would not like one bit. Due to him having to conceal this part of his magical talents he never uses it on corpses or any of the typically used methods and he disguises it by saying arcane words that either are not ACTUALLY arcane words or simply have no intention to cast behind them. Additionally, when and if with a group (aka when he joins the others) this means that he will have to limit himself magically in some ways in order to keep this secret until which time he truly trusts them. 

Another of his weaknesses would notably be alcohol as it makes him unable to think straight and, when drunk, uncontrollable and rather empty headed and thus he only drinks when around people he knows can keep him from doing or saying things he may, and likely would, regret. Another of his weaknesses is in fact his own anger, or rage if you will, which can cause similarly horrible results to his drunkenness/use of alcohol. His anger blinds him to detail and he loses much of his restraint when angry causing him to possibly reveal such secrets as his necromancy or do things that would be considered...illegal, foolish, or utterly brutal in nature. 

Now, a more physical of his weaknesses is his stamina which in terms of moving about, is certainly NOT what it was when he was younger. As such he tries, and is rather good at, conserving his own energy, and when with comrades he tends to stay near the rear of the group and rather provide support where needed, rather than fight up close and personal. Tied to this is his lack of training or intuitive skill in hand-to-hand fighting. Meaning if his weapon is disarmed and he cannot use magic at a distance, or simply has no way of procuring a weapon or defense from an ally, he will likely falter quite heavily or simply flee for his own safety. Thus it is pivotal that he at least keeps his staff, Brega Menrirl, on his person at all times at the very least when fighting. 

Additionally when Brega Menrirl is taken or not on his person he cannot use the Crystal prison's within and though he does have his own considerable amount of energy he tends to become increasingly cautious -to the extent that it becomes hard for him to be useful in battle- and sparing of his magical reserves. 

In traditional battle he may be skilled, however he would rather set traps with his magic over fighting up close and personal with staff and energy. Additionally, one of his fears from childhood sometimes surfaces which is frankly...of fitting in as when he was younger he was considered a bit of an outcast, though he eventually proved himself by forging Brega Menrirl. 

Now, on-wards to his strengths. He is an experienced man in terms of combat and magical expertise and is incredibly cunning and inventive in his use of the environment around him and the utilization of any tools at hand. Though he is bad at hand-to-hand combat he does tend to use his thicker arms and skull to headbutt or occasionally punch at his opponent if he considers such to be advantageous in his situation. His magical power and his additional magic gained from his two Crystal prisons are simply priceless in their application and use and he would certainly be considered brilliant in most aspects. 

In terms of political matters, he wants no part directly and knows very little of such matters. He is slightly random as he tends to use varying spells or use the same spells with varying effects as he likes to add on particular commands and such when the situation arises. His apt survivalist tendencies and instincts make him capable of surviving in the wilds for long amounts of time by hunting and trapping creatures he would need to eat. One of his strengths and faults is his curiosity for dragons, wyverns and generally the strongest or largest, most dangerous beasts in Rodoria. In terms of dragons however he would much rather discuss with one than fight one at all as he considers doing such utterly suicidal. 

Aside from these he has various quirks and unmentioned things that are weaknesses that I won't care to mention or simply can't think of right now.

Other: Though incredibly in-depth. one should note that there are certain subjects I didn't mention and truthfully I'onriyi is always seeking to better his magic, his life, and the life of others if possible. In terms of personality and goals there are a fair amount of things I chose to leave out so that RPing with him still remains interesting ^^. Additionally, for his spells these are his set ones but he is capable of weaving other spells, though they are not as specialized or perfected as the ones that I have documented here officially.