Name: Kivana Idriel
Race: Elf
Age: 16
Appearance: Graced with sylvan beauty, but cursed with the visage of death. Her skin is smooth and youthful, but pale with a slight recession of her cheeks that pronounces pointed cheekbones. Her hair is full, but a dull black that look black as void, even in daylight. She is rather gaunt and fragile, the less clothing she wears, the more she resembles a wilting corpse wrapped in eleven beauty. She keeps her hands wrapped in cloth and prefers loose-fitting robes to mask her sickly figure. When fully clothed her appearance draws no attention apart from her abnormally pale skin.
Abilities: Highly intelligent, as a result very sophisticated for her age. A gifted spell caster among her peers but easily outclassed by any well-read mage. Unless perhaps, when it come to necromancy. While she has yet to learn how to raise dead humanoids, she is practiced in speaking with the dead and even animating limbs of a corpse, as well as fully animating small rodents and some birds.
Background: Born to two learned eleven mages of affluence in an eleven society, Kivana was was well educated in the arts of the arcane by both her loving parents. Her parents saw promise in her as she was performing parlor tricks flawlessly by the age of 6. At eight, Kivana's parents were grooming their daighter to be a great summoner, but one night while training Kivana's father accidentally handed her a quarto of The Book of the Damned as the ritual text. Kivana has never revealed the nature of what was summoned that day, she only tells the Thing was banished, but her parents didn't survive the encounter. Kivana studied the quarto, and discovered a knack for necromancy. She was found at age 11 sleeping in a mausoleum by a grave digger who brought her to the Orphanage after speaking with her, where she was taught to speak the Common Tongue and continues to study under the guidance of its staff.
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