Name: Rebecca Vazant.
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Sexuality: Asexual
Species: Undead human
Class: Necromancer

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Her flesh is in the earliest stages of decay, but nothing extreme. A massive scar covers the center of her chest, right over her heart.

Weapons and Armor: None

Personal Items: A short wand made of hazelwood.

Short History: Rebecca is from the small desert town of Kalas. She lived there as an apprentice witch, gaining her full title at the age of eighteen. Rebecca was gifted in many aspects of the magical arts, but her true talent was in raising zombies and specters of the dead. She made her living as a sort of medium, letting the dead deliver messages to their loved ones still alive. Then, the Black Fever struck Kalas.

Several weeks into the outbreak, Rebecca developed black blisters on her skin, and she knew what it meant. She also knew that she was unlikely to survive the dreaded disease without drastic measures. She delved into her spellbooks, finally finding an ancient ritual that would allow her to become a lich. Late one night, magical sigils to keep her life force intact decorating her walls, she sliced out her own heart and replaced it with an enchanted stone.

Yet the people of Kalas didn't see her actions as those of someone trying to save her own life. All they saw was a witch diving headfirst into black magic. Rebecca managed to keep herself just ahead of the mob with torches and pitchforks, but she knew she could never go back. Now, she finds herself at the Hallows Inn, hoping to find someplace to stay.


    
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