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[b]Name:[/b] Valmont Marthar

[b]Age:[/b] 37 

[b]Race:[/b] Drow/Dark Elf

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Sexuality:[/b] Technically Heterosexual, though he has sworn abstinence.

[b]Class:[/b] Black Mage; a practicer of the darker side of magic and arcane arts, including necromancy, profane rituals and spells, sinister alchemy formulas and recipes, and wicked illusion and conjuration spells.

[b]Appearance[/b]
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[b]Weapon(s)[/b]
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•A keen, sharp, jagged edged, Orcish dagger which he keeps sheathed in a hidden slot in his right boot.

•A dual-edged, sharp tipped, well polished, 3 foot short sword with a wide guard. It is also enchanted with a ward of durability and strengthened metal. An Ogre could smash it with a war hammer and it would remain in tact and unscathed.
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[b]Armor:[/b] Padded black leather armor that includes bracers, shin guards, and breast padding that he wears over the long flowing black robe that adorns his gray skinned figure.

[b]Personal Trinkets[/b] 
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•A green jade pendant with a leather cord that is laced with small black beads. The pendant has a crude grinning skull carved into it. He keeps it tucked away beneath his robe top.

•A small gold ring band with a black onyx stone which he wears on his right ring finger.

•A silver ring with a red ruby which he wears on his left ring finger. He stores magical energy within this enchanted ring to draw from when faced with a duel or battle.

•50 gold pieces in a small leather coin pouch he keeps tied to his robe belt.

•A small alchemy recipe handbook.
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[b]Short History[/b]
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[i]Hailing from a small region far to the South, Valmont Marthar has journeyed far and wide from one realm to the next in search of greater power.

Some one argue that his power is already greater than most could wish for.
This however is not satisfactory enough for Valmont, who wants no less than to possess the power of a lesser god at the very least.

For well over a decade now he has journeyed from one reach to the next, and from one coast to the other.
He has trained under and with many different practitioners and masters of the darker magics such as warlocks, witches, dark mages, black alchemists, and dark magician covens.

Even now as a High magician, he is still far from satisfied, and continues his travels in search of ever growing power and mastery over the Arcane arts.

His family and friends long forgotten, Valmont cares only for knowledge and understanding.
His heart has iced over with cold uninterest in forging friends or finding love, and his mind and soul burn with greed for stronger powers.
He cares only for himself and his own future, and no one nor nothing else.

His journeys have him here now, to this strange land.

And to this mysterious tavern and it's rather peculiar owner.

Certain there is much he could learn from this odd realm and it's strange inhabitants. He plans to stay here for a nice long while.[/i]
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