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[h2][color=EE4000]Denric[/color][/h2]
[color=848484][i]"I do not fear the shadows. They will learn to fear me."[/i][/color]

[b][color=EE4000]Appearance:[/color][/b] 
[color=848484]A grim man twenty six years of age, his naturally pale skin, heterochromatic eyes of light grey and murky green respectively, and reddish brown hair indicate an uncertain heritage. Standing a few inches below six feet, Denric is lean and toned possessing adequate attributes across the board. He has high cheekbones and prominent collarbones, his chin tapered. His nose is prominent but not obtrusive, while his eyes seem to be set the proper distance apart from each other. Denric’s lips rest neatly between his nose and chin, curving downwards slightly. Indeed, one wouldn’t call him unattractive.[/color]

[b][color=EE4000]Biography:[/color][/b] 
[color=848484]Dropped off at the doorstep of the House of Fire as an infant, Denric’s life was chosen for him before he was even aware of what choice was. The then current Keeper of Flames, Oszrial, saw great power and untapped potential in the babe, taking the small one under his wing. Under the tutelage of the Keeper, Denric learned the secrets of ebon pyromancy, a deadly form of magic used to combat the undead, and how to bend it to his will.

Oszrial watched as his apprentice grew in strength and skill, even as he shunned spending any amount of free time he had in preference of furthering his abilities still. That singular, focused dedication to the Order was exactly what the Keeper was waiting to see. Oszrial was a practitioner of blood magic, and Denric would follow in his footsteps. He taught Denric that while it was often used for great evil, that same power could be utilized to undo such villainy. Along with the practical applications of being able to immensely increase a maegi’s power and versatility on the field of battle, Oszrial believed that it had more secrets yet to be unlocked. The same magic that brought the dead to life could also be their undoing. A sort of nullification effect, that would dispel the magics surrounding the undead. This is what Oszrial sought, and what Denric was to help him find. 

But it wasn’t to be. Years passed, and while Denric became more proficient in blood magic, the two never found the treasure they were searching for. They never had the chance. It didn’t matter what it was. A misplaced piece of parchment, a pair of ears, present but unseen, or perhaps it was simply bad luck. Indeed, it mattered not. Oszrial was caught, and the sandrir rune above his left hip all but confirmed the Order’s suspicions. The Keeper of Flames was summarily removed from his position and executed shortly after. Denric too was investigated, yet they found no rune and no documents incriminating him. Very fortunate indeed. 

Shortly after this incident had come to pass, Denric was appointed as Hunter and let loose into the world. He quickly gained a reputation as a powerful and skilled maegi, doing whatever it took to complete his hunts. This has earned Denric a deal of credibility within the Order, but a strong feeling of distrust from many civilians.[/color]

[b][color=EE4000]Personality:[/color][/b] 
[color=848484]Those that know Denric know him as one who will do anything to stop the undead, compassion be damned. He isn’t one to let things get under his skin, as people are welcome to their opinions. They don’t change fact. Though preferring to show little emotion, he is not soulless. Anger, regret, joy, Denric feels just as any other. His status as a blood mage also encourages him to keep people at arm's length most of the time, lest he end up like Master Oszrial.[/color]
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