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Character Summary
Name: Karlus Marsh
Titles: N/A
Aliases: Rookie
Age: 18
Race/Ethnicty: Human
Continent of Origin: Carthus
Gender: Male
Class/Subclass: Mage, Constitution
Strength: 8
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 8
Charisma: 12
Height: Five feet and seven inches.
Weight: Seven stone and nine pounds.
Appearance Description: Karlus is a waif like youth, naturally thin, small, and pale, these traits have only been accentuated during his recent captivity. His stay in the college dungeons have left him looking positively scrawny and underfed. Even before then his fair skin had been pale from much time spent indoors, now it is practically milk white, if one looks between the fading bruises. A tangled mess of ash blonde hair hangs down to partially cover the delicate features of Karlus's somewhat effeminate face and his pair of strikingly green eyes.
Day To Day Attire: Karlus wears the only clothes he possessed when he arrived at the order - the worn out and tattered uniform of the college of Cambridge and a smoke grey travelling cloak.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Sexuality: Unknown
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: There are three distinct forces at work within Karlus that shape his personality, his curiosity and passion for to learning, his defensiveness and weariness of others, and his burning disdain for what he sees as unjust authority. But the outside observer would be hard pressed to uncover these facts. Life in the college taught Karlus how to be inconspicuous, how to escape notice, how to guard his emotions, and hence he rarely displays his true feelings to the world.
Because of his guarded nature, Karlus often comes across distant and reserved when first met, he rarely laughs or smiles. He is most likely to let his defences down around those he sees as being vulnerable and guileless themselves, especially children. In fact, Karlus's inner nature is somewhat child-like itself, compassionate and curious, when he is not warped by his suspicion of others and his desire of power.
Habits:
Hobbies:
Fears:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Constitution, with an emphasis on healing supplemented by some barrier magic.
Spell list:
Possessions Generally On Person:
Armor:
Pack Contents:
Magical Items:
History: Karlus Marsh was born in southern Astoria to peasant family. He remembers them little as he his talent for healing injuries and wounds with a mere touch manifested itself when he was only a young child. He was taken to Cambridge and the college there to be educated as a college trained magician, a responsible servant to the crown and people of Astoria.
As he grew older he grew to hate the gilded cage of his existence. He grew to disdain the path that was set out for him, forced to be bound, forced to serve, not even free to explore their varieties of his innate magic outside of foci he was assigned by his masters. He grew even more to hate the wise fools who believed this was the best way to control their own kind. Those who should rail against the injustice that was done to those of the craft, but instead became the enforcers of that very system. They revelled in their perfection of their discipline and rigour, praised the tightness of the shackles with which they bound themselves.
Even worse than that however were those masters who knew how the colleges restrained them and so instead made themselves feel powerful through their hold over those weaker than them - their students. Karlus's master was one such man. The inner workings of the colleges were also obscured to those outside, those kept there were isolated from the outside world. Abuse could easily be disguised as discipline in such an environment, especially so for those students taken from peasant families, as Karlus had been.
Karlus vowed he would undo it, bring it down. But in order to do that one needed power. Real power, more than healing and simple wards. He needed the power to destroy.
But how does an lowly student of the Constitutional Arts acquire such power under the eagle eyed regime of the masters of the college? Adjuration. The art of reaching beyond the veil to bargain for power beyond one's own abilities. Something that could be pursued by all members of the college if they showed aptitude. Most would seek patronage to enhance their prowess within their focus, but what if one sought other powers instead? What if one used their bargain to gain mastery over more than one kind of magic?
And so Karlus deceived the masters... or at least he believed he had.
They took him at night in his sleep, bound his hands and gagged him. Chained him in a warded cell deep beneath the college. The master has discovered his attempts to break his rite of conscription and use adjuration to acquire destructive powers. They believe him to have failed, but nonetheless it was a grave violation of their code, serious enough to warrant expelling him from the college. He was given a choice, either make use of himself in the one place that could have him, or under go under go the ritual of Muting.
And so, under duress, Karlus chose to join the Order of Vigilance and start a new chapter in his life amongst the fog haunted forests of Viscelles.
Titles: N/A
Aliases: Rookie
Age: 18
Race/Ethnicty: Human
Continent of Origin: Carthus
Gender: Male
Class/Subclass: Mage, Constitution
Stats
Strength: 8
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 8
Charisma: 12
Physical Attributes
Height: Five feet and seven inches.
Weight: Seven stone and nine pounds.
Appearance Description: Karlus is a waif like youth, naturally thin, small, and pale, these traits have only been accentuated during his recent captivity. His stay in the college dungeons have left him looking positively scrawny and underfed. Even before then his fair skin had been pale from much time spent indoors, now it is practically milk white, if one looks between the fading bruises. A tangled mess of ash blonde hair hangs down to partially cover the delicate features of Karlus's somewhat effeminate face and his pair of strikingly green eyes.
Day To Day Attire: Karlus wears the only clothes he possessed when he arrived at the order - the worn out and tattered uniform of the college of Cambridge and a smoke grey travelling cloak.
Strengths:
- Knowledgeable in many academic subjects, particularly those related to the arcane.
- Moderately powerful mage.
- Moderately skilled healer.
Weaknesses:
- Scrawny, weak, and underfed.
- Little to no martial training.
- Desire for vengeance can lead to unwise decisions.
Psychological Attributes
Erudite * Compassionate * Power-Hungry * Secretive * Vengeful
Sexuality: Unknown
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: There are three distinct forces at work within Karlus that shape his personality, his curiosity and passion for to learning, his defensiveness and weariness of others, and his burning disdain for what he sees as unjust authority. But the outside observer would be hard pressed to uncover these facts. Life in the college taught Karlus how to be inconspicuous, how to escape notice, how to guard his emotions, and hence he rarely displays his true feelings to the world.
Because of his guarded nature, Karlus often comes across distant and reserved when first met, he rarely laughs or smiles. He is most likely to let his defences down around those he sees as being vulnerable and guileless themselves, especially children. In fact, Karlus's inner nature is somewhat child-like itself, compassionate and curious, when he is not warped by his suspicion of others and his desire of power.
Habits:
- Staring out into the middle distance for extended periods of time.
- Avoiding Eye Contact.
- Nail biting.
- Easily flinches.
Hobbies:
- Reading.
- Cloud/Star Watching.
- Nursing small animals back to health.
- Cryptology.
- Journaling.
Fears:
- Tightly enclosed spaces or being restrained.
- His master from the college.
- Muting.
Likes:
- Learning new things.
- Being outside.
- Children and animals.
- Personal Space.
- Hot baths.
Dislikes:
- Being touched.
- Authority figures.
- Feeling vulnerable.
- Telling the truth.
Skills
- Arcana: The knowledge of all things related to magic and its practice.
- History: The knowledge of the past ages.
- Medicine: The knowledge to supplement Karlus's magical healing abilities.
- Perception: The ability to keep watch and notice things.
- Multi-lingual: Languages include Common, Old Speak, Elven and Old Elven.
- Keen memory: The ability to recall details and information with ease.
Magic
Constitution, with an emphasis on healing supplemented by some barrier magic.
Spell list:
- Cure Wounds: On touch healing of physical injuries.
- Detect Poison and Disease: Diagnoses illnesses or poisons.
- Mending: Repairs inanimate objects and broken bones.
- Shield: A protective field that can block an attack.
Possessions
Possessions Generally On Person:
- College Uniform: The worn clothes of a college mage.
- Grey Cloak: A large hooded grey great cloak.
- Broken Nail: A metal nail Karlus has been using trying to use as a lock-pick.
Armor:
- N/A
Pack Contents:
- Wooden Trunk: A wooden trunk containing all of Karlus's worldly goods from the college.
- Spare clothes: A spare set of clothing.
- Research Journal: A leather bound journal containing Karlus's research, mostly written in code.
- Quill and Inkwell: Used for writing.
Magical Items:
- N/A
History
History: Karlus Marsh was born in southern Astoria to peasant family. He remembers them little as he his talent for healing injuries and wounds with a mere touch manifested itself when he was only a young child. He was taken to Cambridge and the college there to be educated as a college trained magician, a responsible servant to the crown and people of Astoria.
As he grew older he grew to hate the gilded cage of his existence. He grew to disdain the path that was set out for him, forced to be bound, forced to serve, not even free to explore their varieties of his innate magic outside of foci he was assigned by his masters. He grew even more to hate the wise fools who believed this was the best way to control their own kind. Those who should rail against the injustice that was done to those of the craft, but instead became the enforcers of that very system. They revelled in their perfection of their discipline and rigour, praised the tightness of the shackles with which they bound themselves.
Even worse than that however were those masters who knew how the colleges restrained them and so instead made themselves feel powerful through their hold over those weaker than them - their students. Karlus's master was one such man. The inner workings of the colleges were also obscured to those outside, those kept there were isolated from the outside world. Abuse could easily be disguised as discipline in such an environment, especially so for those students taken from peasant families, as Karlus had been.
Karlus vowed he would undo it, bring it down. But in order to do that one needed power. Real power, more than healing and simple wards. He needed the power to destroy.
But how does an lowly student of the Constitutional Arts acquire such power under the eagle eyed regime of the masters of the college? Adjuration. The art of reaching beyond the veil to bargain for power beyond one's own abilities. Something that could be pursued by all members of the college if they showed aptitude. Most would seek patronage to enhance their prowess within their focus, but what if one sought other powers instead? What if one used their bargain to gain mastery over more than one kind of magic?
And so Karlus deceived the masters... or at least he believed he had.
They took him at night in his sleep, bound his hands and gagged him. Chained him in a warded cell deep beneath the college. The master has discovered his attempts to break his rite of conscription and use adjuration to acquire destructive powers. They believe him to have failed, but nonetheless it was a grave violation of their code, serious enough to warrant expelling him from the college. He was given a choice, either make use of himself in the one place that could have him, or under go under go the ritual of Muting.
And so, under duress, Karlus chose to join the Order of Vigilance and start a new chapter in his life amongst the fog haunted forests of Viscelles.