Name: Cornelius Nerva.

Position: Advisor.

Gender + Age: Male, 67.

Skills: 
Extremely skilled in the arts of magic and sorcery.
Deep understanding of the balancing of power. 
Trained to see things that are really there.
Philosophical and political training. 
Gourmand, taster and knower of the fine things in life..

Inventory: 
The clothes on his body.
His staff. 
An enchanted, walking chest that contains most of his possessions.
His familiarus, or pet… [hider=Leyling]
Even in a world as strange and magic as Umbri a Leyling is a strange sight indeed. It is a small… Animal, about as large as a fist. It is covered in bright blue fur, about an inch long. It has no visible arms, legs, ears or tails. but there are eyes, surprisingly big for such a small creature, and a mouth that has two perfect rows of herbivore teeth (strangely enough) and a smooth tongue.
The presence of teeth is a strange one indeed because the Leylings doesn’t seem to eat anything. Later research has determined that the little blue dust bunnies live off of residual magical energy, which would explain why most of them are attracted to mages and their study halls. They are extremely rare, and even a well-educated man such as Cornelius thought they were only myth until he actually met one.
There is a collection of stories going around the desert about a man who was hungry enough to try and eat 12 Leylings on different days… Let’s just say you shouldn’t.
Cornelius only calls his little friend “Leyling” and the blue menace spends most of its time hidden away within his clothes or (if it feels safe) on his shoulder. During his travels Cornelius fancies himself to have met men and women of every variant of magical ability, but Leyling has never left his side.[/hider] 

Known Biography + Reputation: Very little is known about Cornelius’s life before he was accepted to study magic at the university of Taruuma, but as he was only five years old at the time, it is understandable. 
He was a bright lad and a good student. He quickly learned both how to wield the magical powers, but also how and why he (or anyone else) was able to do so. 
Twenty years later he had finished his studies and was immediately hired by the (now late) count Mertillius the wise, as teacher for his children. Cornelius spent five years in the count’s service and left on good terms.

Cornelius went to the capital of Umbri and, long story short, happened to stumble upon a rather nasty attempted assassination on the current king (Tyros’s father) while he studied the stars from the palace garden. Even though Cornelius himself did surprisingly little in the actual apprehension the king’s gratitude knew no bounds. He received a promise of never ending hospitality. He was granted both a room and a workplace in the palace. As time passed Cornelius and the king became close friends and the mage became a common sight by the king’s side. 
As the crown passed to the next generation, so did Cornelius’s service.

Cornelius is an old man, but his body is still strong and his head clear. Sometimes he likes to pretend he’s senile, stupid or deaf just to see how people would treat him then. He’s gotten quite good at it.

Appearance:
Cornelius is an old man with more silvery grey hair growing out of his face than on his head. His thick beard reaches halfway down his chest. His skin is wrinkled with age, but tanned as he likes to spend his days outside in the warm sun. A couple of alert green eyes peer out from under a pair of bushy eyebrows. 
All of his clothes are colored black and purple, and most people are surprised to see him, a mage, walking around in normal clothes. He doesn’t do robes like so many of his colleagues.

“Robes are for old people and idiots that’ll shit themselves if they can’t get their pants off fast enough.”