[b]Name:[/b] Valmond Anthos

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[b]Age:[/b] 31 Years Old

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

[b]Country of Origin:[/b] A born and raised citizen of Volstryggr.

[b]Occupation:[/b] An alchemist and practicer of the Arcane magics.
He runs a small but very profitable potions and herbs shop named [i]The Black Cauldron[/i]. He sells a wife variety of potions and alchemy agents and ingredients. (If I broke any rules here or tampered with the layout of the Roleplay then I will gladly change/edit this.)


[b]Background[/b] 
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Valmond was raised in Volstryggr solely by his mother, who was an accomplished alchemist and was trained only basically in the Spiritual magics, specifically in the field of healing.
When Valmond turned twenty, his mother passed away from a severe sickness induced fever.
She was too weak to focus on saving herself, and Valmond had only the slimmest training in Magic at the time, and none of his potions or other brewings could draw her from her feverish state.
She would die in her sleep after two weeks of misery at the hands of her ailment.
Now alone and embittered, Valmond sold his mothers' shop and home and all that they owned and months later joined the [i]Vindictus Arcane Institute[/i].
Years passed by and Valmond spent nearly every moment of his time learning and practicing Magic, and he would also spend much of his free time learning alchemy and practing mixing potions, solutions, and other breweries.

Now, eleven years later, Valmond owns a successful business and lives in a decent home, and has not a care in the world.
On the negative end, Valmond is now still as alone and embittered as he was just over a decade ago, he has not a friend or caring person one in his life, and aside from business handlings and interactions, is quite reclusive and is locally known as a grim pariah.
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