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Name: Ysran Stormreach

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Elf

Class: Occultist

Appearance:
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Notable traits: A deep understanding of the Eldritch and unknown. Not to mention, he knows a secret Occult language. And a ton of money. But I guess that doesn't really mean a whole lot now.

Abilities: Occult magic. For now, Ysran can only cast two spells, Eldritch Blast, a large ball of force and acidic darkness. Basically, a bowling ball made of acid is thrown at you. Really hard. The second spell is called Fishscales. It creates a layer of Scale-like armor over the skin. It looks a little weird, but it works. He's also pretty good at remembering things, as well as overall having good intellect. 

Personality: Could be described as "Neutral Evil" he won't cause destruction and mayhem for the sake of it, but in the pursuit of knowledge and power, no price is to great to pay, even if it means resorting to things others may find "evil," Other than that, he is very curious, and a bit... Sociopathic, to say. His long exposure to the Eldritch have... affected him. It's not enough to be easily noticed, but if you pay close enough attention...

History: Oh boy, here goes. Ysran was born to a pair of successful harbor owners. The owners of Stormreach Harbor. A large and popular harbor, the three were very well off. But like any good protagonist, his parents died at an early age, and the family friends raised Ysran in the ways of finance and business. He went to the best schools money could buy, and his intellect was always prominent. But again, like any good protagonist, he lost interest, and decided to roam the world. Eventually, joining an archeological team, he delved into ruins, where he discovered an old leather-bound tome, detailing the secrets of the Eldritch.

Taking it home, he learned of a secret Occult language, and eventually met others like him. Together they would explore ruins, collect artifacts, and learn of ancient secrets. Upon returning home, Ysran would meet his end from a Sparta kick from a fanatic of the Occult. The harbor owner drowning. How ironic. As the salty ocean water filled his lungs, his senses faded, and everything faded to black.

But that is not where his story ends, however. Ysran sat up, gasping for air, his head swimming with arcane and Occult patterns. He was in some sort of old-timey inn. Exploring the room, he found a mirror, and quickly realized his appearance had completely changed! Asking around, apparently, he'd been here for a couple of days. After walking around town, he'd be directed to some sort of guild. Deciding that he had nothing better to, he joined in. Who knows? It may help him get home.

Other: Ysran carries a Machete, and his spells are committed to memory.

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