Alias’: (None Yet)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Drow
Birthplace: Kingdom of Delmarin?
Occupation: Mercenary
Language(s): Drow, Elvish, A little Fae, Common
Native tongue: Drow
Weapons/Offensive equipment: Aside from his magic Calcifer loves to go all out hand to hand but if necessary WILL brandish dual short spears.
Items/Defensive equipment/Misc: Has a Bracelet that he keeps on at all times to dull the more Drow-like features
Height: 5’4
Weight: 163lbs
Currently lives: With his Mercenary group on the outskirts of Delmarin
Hobbies: Collecting weapons
Talents/Skills: Conjuration magic, and cosmetic magic
Strengths: Conjuration, close range combat
Weaknesses: Cant swim, gets carriage sick, Can be a bit of a hothead
Familiar: Lucifer A large Black Dire wolf
History: He doesnt remember much but if you ask nicely Calcifer will tell you. I dont remember being born but i do remember being found. His name was Malthiel and he was a mercenary not sure what his job was at the time but he saw me a “Helpless” Drow boy apparently, lost and alone and he started talking to me asking question after question and one thing led to another and Malthiel asked if i’d like to stay with him on the condition that i one day made my own way. I responded with a nod and i even helped him finish his job. I was little more than a decoy but i helped then i got to watch as he brandished a sickle making it appear out of nowhere and began to slaughter his target but not kill no Malthiel liked to toy with his marks, healing them and slowly peeling flesh from them and my eyes lit up at the sight of such...such...Fun. That was the moment when i knew i wanted to learn how to do what he did and he was eager to teach.