Here's my NPC. Taken from the Warcraft universe as you may have guessed, but I've reworked some aspects a little to fit more with the RP.
Name: Redoul Duskfeather
Alias: The Drunken Warlock
Race: Elf
Sex: Male
Class: Warlock
Equipment:
Channelling Staff – a simple staff made of a dark, dull metal. Several small runes are etched into it and emit a feint green glow. More useful for bashing than anything, but it does amplify the energy that passes through it, making spellcasting and summoning much less taxing on his mana.
Flame Resistant Robes – His robes, although a bit filthy and scruffy looking, are enchanted to resist any kind of heat. This of course won’t shield his body from the sheer kinetic force of an explosion for example but it proves quite nifty when dealing with unruly imps.
Flask – filled with an unknown beverage, which he often sips from, yet it never seems to be empty. It doesn’t seem to give him any sort of power-ups or special effects.
Abilities:
Demonologist - Has an extensive knowledge on demons, demon culture, strengths, weaknesses, etc.
Summon Voidwalker – a Voidwalker is a type of demon whose body is mostly composed of dark matter and demonic energy. They are largely amorphous and take a lot of hits to disperse, but don’t deal a whole lot of damage. When summoned they do everything in their power to shield the one whose will they are bound to. Redoul’s bound voidwalker goes by the name of Thul’dok and spends most of his time by his master’s side. When dispersed however he needs about a day to reform and be able to be summoned again.
Summon Imp Swarm – Redoul summons up to five imps – small agile demons whose specialty is to aggravate and distract. They throw small but relatively potent fireballs that could give somebody unprotected a very nasty burn. Their bodies aren’t particularly resistant to damage however, making them relatively easy to kill. Imps are resummonable shortly after they are killed but it does take several minutes.
Rain of Fire – summons a rain of small fireballs like the ones used by imps in an area of about 5 meters in diameter for a duration of 30 seconds.
Shadow Bolt – a concentrated burst of demonic energy that causes wounds akin to burning that spread slowly over time. It causes similar decaying damage to other materials it hits. Very nasty if left unchecked, can be stopped by cutting out the affected area or pouring holy water over it. It takes most of his mana to cast so he rarely resorts to it as he is not the most accurate shot and risks wasting energy.
Fighting Style:
Redoul is not a very coordinated person and finds himself unable to rely on precise strikes like most other spellcasters would. As such, most of his fighting relies on his single area of effect spell and his summoned minions. His voidwalker Thul’dok does most of the close range combat and serves to keep his opponents at a safe distance, while his imps deal out damage and distraction.
When cornered, he will resort to using his staff as a blunt weapon and parrying tool but he is also much more likely to land a hit with a shadow bolt. The shadow bolt doesn’t necessarily guarantee him a victory but it does give you a nasty spreading wound to worry about.
Personality:
The man seems to be perpetually intoxicated, leading to him treating the rest of the world as some kind of joke that promises to have a great punchline but hasn’t gotten there yet. He is mostly a little bit oblivious to his surroundings. His speech, although a little bit slurred betrays a surprising amount of intelligence, but his tone oozes with mockery most of the time. He is generally very friendly and will happily take part in a nice conversation. He will laugh easily, at anything, even if it’s not meant to be funny, as long as he sees the logic in it.
If deprived of alcohol for a longer while he will seem sour, lethargic and even a hint angry. However he will still retain his tendency to laugh at situations only he finds amusing.
Bio:
Redoul was born to a young mage apprentice. She had fallen hopelessly in love with a local gigolo who didn’t care for her much, beyond extracting some coin and a night of pleasure out of her. His mother didn’t really do much raising as she was busy with her studies and pining after his father. He grew up mostly unattended, doing god knows what out in the streets, occasionally coming home to eat and excitedly tell his mother what stupid thing he’d done. He had inherited some of her magical talent but seeing her spend so much time writing mundane papers on the matters of the arcane gradually made him averse to becoming a mage as he grew. He was a bored teen however and as any bored teen does, he turned to the Dark Arts. Being a warlock seemed to suit his fancy and he developed an interest in Demonology. The first demon he ever summoned successfully was Thul’dok, who ended up acting as a babysitter a lot of the time.
One fateful day his land was attacked by a devastating army of undead, carrying with them a plague no healer or mage had ever seen before. The elves managed to fight them off and contain the threat but Redoul’s mother, mobilized to the ranks of the battle mages, perished. Her death hit him harder than he ever thought he could be hit and he began to drown his pain and anger in increasing amounts of alcohol. It turned from a coping mechanism into a habit and he got used to keeping his mind in a comfortable haze. Since then he’s taken to doing mercenary work and odd jobs here and there.
Wish: He wishes to undo the effects of the plague and bring back his mother.
Echo: A tranquil lake with a waterfall above it. The trees around it seem to be stuck in perpetual early autumn, the air is warm and carries a light sweet scent and the sky appears like it’s always sunrise.
Appearance:
Redoul is a relatively tall guy, more wiry than muscular, without a lot of mass on his body. His skin is the unhealthy kind of pale and he looks constantly tired. His face is otherwise quite handsome with a sharp jawline ending in a surprisingly well trimmed goatee, and generally pleasant features. His hair is very long, straw blond in colour and not very well kept. The upper layers of it are pulled back in a ponytail to keep it from getting in his eyes, but he inevitably misses a few strands at the front which makes it not very effective. His eyes are a striking green and emit a feint glow, obscuring any trace of pupils and iris. His ears are very long and end in a point, as elven ears tend to. His brows are long and very expressive.
Redoul carries himself with the grace of…well…a drunken man. He walks with a swing in his stride, has a tendency for wide and dramatic gestures and likes to lean against things when stationary. His lips are nearly always curved up in an absent minded smile.
(Old drawing so it's missing the facial hair. He does have it though.)
Frenzy:
Redoul’s body overloads with demonic energy, which spills out to the surrounding area, causing the same decaying effect as his shadow bolt ability. This usually doesn’t affect anyone standing nearby, unless they are touching him. This essentially means his body is fusing with a powerful demon. He grows up to four meters tall and a set of giant horns and wings sprout from his head and shoulder blades. In this state he is capable of flight and his strength is immensely increased.
Inventory: Phylactery
Alias: The Drunken Warlock
Race: Elf
Sex: Male
Class: Warlock
Equipment:
Channelling Staff – a simple staff made of a dark, dull metal. Several small runes are etched into it and emit a feint green glow. More useful for bashing than anything, but it does amplify the energy that passes through it, making spellcasting and summoning much less taxing on his mana.
Flame Resistant Robes – His robes, although a bit filthy and scruffy looking, are enchanted to resist any kind of heat. This of course won’t shield his body from the sheer kinetic force of an explosion for example but it proves quite nifty when dealing with unruly imps.
Flask – filled with an unknown beverage, which he often sips from, yet it never seems to be empty. It doesn’t seem to give him any sort of power-ups or special effects.
Abilities:
Demonologist - Has an extensive knowledge on demons, demon culture, strengths, weaknesses, etc.
Summon Voidwalker – a Voidwalker is a type of demon whose body is mostly composed of dark matter and demonic energy. They are largely amorphous and take a lot of hits to disperse, but don’t deal a whole lot of damage. When summoned they do everything in their power to shield the one whose will they are bound to. Redoul’s bound voidwalker goes by the name of Thul’dok and spends most of his time by his master’s side. When dispersed however he needs about a day to reform and be able to be summoned again.
Summon Imp Swarm – Redoul summons up to five imps – small agile demons whose specialty is to aggravate and distract. They throw small but relatively potent fireballs that could give somebody unprotected a very nasty burn. Their bodies aren’t particularly resistant to damage however, making them relatively easy to kill. Imps are resummonable shortly after they are killed but it does take several minutes.
Rain of Fire – summons a rain of small fireballs like the ones used by imps in an area of about 5 meters in diameter for a duration of 30 seconds.
Shadow Bolt – a concentrated burst of demonic energy that causes wounds akin to burning that spread slowly over time. It causes similar decaying damage to other materials it hits. Very nasty if left unchecked, can be stopped by cutting out the affected area or pouring holy water over it. It takes most of his mana to cast so he rarely resorts to it as he is not the most accurate shot and risks wasting energy.
Fighting Style:
Redoul is not a very coordinated person and finds himself unable to rely on precise strikes like most other spellcasters would. As such, most of his fighting relies on his single area of effect spell and his summoned minions. His voidwalker Thul’dok does most of the close range combat and serves to keep his opponents at a safe distance, while his imps deal out damage and distraction.
When cornered, he will resort to using his staff as a blunt weapon and parrying tool but he is also much more likely to land a hit with a shadow bolt. The shadow bolt doesn’t necessarily guarantee him a victory but it does give you a nasty spreading wound to worry about.
Personality:
The man seems to be perpetually intoxicated, leading to him treating the rest of the world as some kind of joke that promises to have a great punchline but hasn’t gotten there yet. He is mostly a little bit oblivious to his surroundings. His speech, although a little bit slurred betrays a surprising amount of intelligence, but his tone oozes with mockery most of the time. He is generally very friendly and will happily take part in a nice conversation. He will laugh easily, at anything, even if it’s not meant to be funny, as long as he sees the logic in it.
If deprived of alcohol for a longer while he will seem sour, lethargic and even a hint angry. However he will still retain his tendency to laugh at situations only he finds amusing.
Bio:
Redoul was born to a young mage apprentice. She had fallen hopelessly in love with a local gigolo who didn’t care for her much, beyond extracting some coin and a night of pleasure out of her. His mother didn’t really do much raising as she was busy with her studies and pining after his father. He grew up mostly unattended, doing god knows what out in the streets, occasionally coming home to eat and excitedly tell his mother what stupid thing he’d done. He had inherited some of her magical talent but seeing her spend so much time writing mundane papers on the matters of the arcane gradually made him averse to becoming a mage as he grew. He was a bored teen however and as any bored teen does, he turned to the Dark Arts. Being a warlock seemed to suit his fancy and he developed an interest in Demonology. The first demon he ever summoned successfully was Thul’dok, who ended up acting as a babysitter a lot of the time.
One fateful day his land was attacked by a devastating army of undead, carrying with them a plague no healer or mage had ever seen before. The elves managed to fight them off and contain the threat but Redoul’s mother, mobilized to the ranks of the battle mages, perished. Her death hit him harder than he ever thought he could be hit and he began to drown his pain and anger in increasing amounts of alcohol. It turned from a coping mechanism into a habit and he got used to keeping his mind in a comfortable haze. Since then he’s taken to doing mercenary work and odd jobs here and there.
Wish: He wishes to undo the effects of the plague and bring back his mother.
Echo: A tranquil lake with a waterfall above it. The trees around it seem to be stuck in perpetual early autumn, the air is warm and carries a light sweet scent and the sky appears like it’s always sunrise.
Appearance:
Redoul is a relatively tall guy, more wiry than muscular, without a lot of mass on his body. His skin is the unhealthy kind of pale and he looks constantly tired. His face is otherwise quite handsome with a sharp jawline ending in a surprisingly well trimmed goatee, and generally pleasant features. His hair is very long, straw blond in colour and not very well kept. The upper layers of it are pulled back in a ponytail to keep it from getting in his eyes, but he inevitably misses a few strands at the front which makes it not very effective. His eyes are a striking green and emit a feint glow, obscuring any trace of pupils and iris. His ears are very long and end in a point, as elven ears tend to. His brows are long and very expressive.
Redoul carries himself with the grace of…well…a drunken man. He walks with a swing in his stride, has a tendency for wide and dramatic gestures and likes to lean against things when stationary. His lips are nearly always curved up in an absent minded smile.
(Old drawing so it's missing the facial hair. He does have it though.)
Frenzy:
Redoul’s body overloads with demonic energy, which spills out to the surrounding area, causing the same decaying effect as his shadow bolt ability. This usually doesn’t affect anyone standing nearby, unless they are touching him. This essentially means his body is fusing with a powerful demon. He grows up to four meters tall and a set of giant horns and wings sprout from his head and shoulder blades. In this state he is capable of flight and his strength is immensely increased.
Inventory: Phylactery
