Alan RickmanOther Images:::General::
Five feet, 9 inchesWeight:
150 lbsHair Color:
A branded star on his right hand, occasionally glows an angry red. Squinty eyes, usually covered by his long, thin hair.Items:
Dresses in long robes, usually dark blue or brown, doesn't wear any adornments. Always seen with a staff, three feet long and two inches thick. Made of ebony-black wood, topped with a large pearl.::Character::Personality:
A fiercely intelligent man, and he knows it. Seeming to always be sporting a sneer, he looks down on everyone, no matter their station, wealth or race. He is cold and calculating, not charismatic and not very likeable. This is a fact that he knows and has learned to live with. He always has a plan, an ulterior motive, an incarnation of the fact that nothing in this world is free. An impeccable memory and a devious mind, few trust him and rightly so.
He is not ambitious in the traditional sense. Magic is his greatest passion and hobby, and his ambition is to be the greatest human mage of all time, and in all honesty, he is quite close. As an adviser to the queen, he had the city that he understood better than anyone else running like a well oiled machine. He knows how people think and how they act, and he plans accordingly.Biggest Fear:
Discovery of his most dearly held secret. Snakes are a phobia of his.Talents/Flaws:
A mage without peer, except for a handful of Goblin and Elf magi. He knows how to handle emotion magic, written and spoken magic, as well as a field of magic that few find interest in, Alchemy. His staff works like a wand, a way to concentrate his power with spoken and emotion spells, and these serve to make him even more powerful.
Despite being able to protect himself with magic, when it comes to actual combat he is out of his element. He is no fighter, except with spells. Usually sickly and thin, he avoids strenuous labor, as it tests his rather fragile health.Mage:
Just about all of them, with a specialty for potions and lightning magic. His trademark is a lightning bolt spell cast from the pearl in his staff.History:
Born in the Northeastern Human settlement of Ard Caraigh, his family was poor and struggling. With five children, they found surviving in the already poor logging settlement difficult, especially with a sickly child that Vane was. When he was less than five years old, he was sent to a monastery in Cydilla to study, and allow his parents to raise their other children. Vane found that his lack of physical health and strength could be surpassed by his ability to learn and study. He showed great intelligence since he was a child, lacking in the strength and energy that other children showed, and was usually seen with his nose stuck in a book. As a child, he was constantly bullied and made fun of. Even at that age, his imperious sneer and aloofness showed itself.
As magic began to show in the young man, he recieved an invitation to join the College of Wintry Isle, and so he boarded a ship to the mysterious college dedicated towards the study of magic, and he could honestly say that that was when his life began. At the age of ten, two years after he had joined, it was obvious that he was one of the greatest human prodigies to join their ranks. At the age of fifteen, Vane was already studying very intricate and complex levels of magic, discussing the intricacies of portal creation and fire summoning with the elders of the college. He became a professor there at the age of twenty. Vane felt he belonged at this college, where he could expand on his knowledge and skills and his true calling among his peers.
He became a well known name in magical circles, with his studies on lightning magic, formerly only used by trolls or goblins, as well as his works with alchemy and summoning magic present unprecedented possibilities in magic and science. He made his own staff, enchanting common oak with the most complex dwarven spells, and using a sea-snake pearl, a creature that every seaman knows casts lightning from it's jaws, to top the powerful staff.
However, when his interest turned towards one of the few forbidden arts of magic, necromancy, his relation with the college soured. His studies were enlightening and shocking, but his ability for it had the heads of the college fearful. He was warned never to practice necromancy again, and when he chillingly refused, stating that his studies were too important to be stopped, he was removed from the college. The brand on his hand was a spell that would kill him if he ever practiced the forbidden art again. And so Vane returned to Cydilla, a bitter and rejected man. He found several anxious to sponsor his magical studies and he moved from house to house. He refused to adhere to his sponsor's wants, he was cut off, and he moved on, continuing his more tame studies of Alchemy.
Eventually, he came to be sponsored by the Queen of Cydilla, who to his great relief had no ulterior motives for hiring him. It proved that he was a skilled politician, well able to handle the more mundane tasks of ruling a city like taxes and law making. While he disliked spending time with this boring side of life, it allowed him to continue his research unimpeded, and so he made do with the necessary evil of it.
However, when the city was invaded, he found himself captured in the palace with most of the other advisors and some of royal family. When it became apparent that the invasion was going to last for a while, he presented himself to the King to help him run the place during the occupation. While Dakeyras did not trust the wily mage, he found that keeping the city at peace until he had secured his place in Cydilla was important, and Vane had a talent for just that. And so he ran the city for the invadors, keeping the city running like a well-oiled, if broken machine, once more.
But would it last?O/O's:
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