Jonathon Johnson Vulduar The Greatest Sorcerer in the Land that nobody has heard of Fire incarnate John the Blacksmith's assistant

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Vulduar is the greatest magic user in all of the realms, kings bow before his godlike might and the plebes give their children to him as sacrifice in exchange for their meager lives. Despite his extraordinary power Vulduar is a patient master and will not unleash his power on even the greatest of fools unless they dare strike him.

In actuality Vulduar is an arrogant,unstable yet powerful individual who would likely have been dead several times over by now if not for his magical abilities. He is prone to dishing out threats and ranting about his sheer power but is strangely reluctant at times to actually deliver on such threats. While he would be at a loathe to admit it Vulduar is actually very soft at times, albeit it is often over-shadowed by his mad persona.

Warlock

True to his boosts and threats Vulduar is a very potent spellcaster thanks to a pact he made with a small legion of imps that results in a very large amount of power allowing him to call forth great torrents of flames to lay waste to all who stand against him. Outside of this Vulduar is a surprisingly good blacksmith.

Despite his raw magical power given by demons Vulduar has a difficult time controlling it which often leads to him being very reluctant to use it, trying to find excuses which may come off as mere arrogance to any who do not know him but a closer look will reveal his uncertainty. He also has a deep personal hatred and terror of sheep.

At the time of the kidnapping, the Founder's Festival was going on. Eye witness reports say that the bandits came bursting out of the castle with the princess in tow, running straight through the festival and out the Western Gate. What did you see? What did you do?

Sericea Primrose

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Cleric

Sericea is a woman that is the picturesque definition of a young cleric with bright expressions and even brighter pink hair. She stands at 5’3” or so, which is about the average height of people from her hometown of Primrose, a large town in the province of Gardenia. She has light skin and blue-green eyes accompanied by the vestments and fashion of her faith. Sericea gives off a cheery disposition and she often finds her presence alone brings jollity to those around her.

Sometimes you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. This can be inferred with Sericea Primrose, despite her “cheerful” and “bubbly” appearance. Sericea is not the person people instantly presume her to be and those who know her understand this quite well. The real Sericea is a conceited, sardonic, self-absorbed, smug, cruel, and bitter young woman; the direct opposite of her appearance and assumed role as a quintessential cleric.

Sericea Primrose hates people. She hates everything that they do and hate the fact she has to deal with them breathing her air and clogging up the world with their pathetic excuse for existence. While Sericea knows the world doesn’t revolve around her, sometimes it appears she thinks it should, often giving snide remarks to others and boasting about her importance in an adventuring party. To those who dismiss her or treat her as she does them they often find themselves regretting their harsh words when they require healing after a taxing experience with a monster. Sericea is prone to ignoring others as recompense for such actions and has done so on several occasions. This, of course, is just one glaring example of uncleric-like behavior from Sericea. On top of being spiteful, she hates impulsiveness and idiocy; especially from those who lack the most basic of perceptive ability. She’s refused to heal people for failing to listen to her suggestions in the midst of a battle, charging in without a plan, and suffering from bad positioning when it came to a rogue wizard’s fire seal.

On top of such inappropriate behavior, Sericea has a much worse personality trait – she’s a sadist. It takes a lot for Sericea to reveal this particular aspect of her personality, but it is there. She likes seeing people in pain so much that she relishes in their own misery, sometimes to the point her expression changes into what Sericea’s immediate family calls “the real Sericea”. She loves seeing people suffering so much that when she breaks into this part of her personality a twisted smile forms on her face, an expression most commonly expected from a necromancer or master of poisons than a cleric. Sericea loves the misfortune of others so much that if she can get away with it she’ll inflict it herself.

White Mage
_{A cleric of the divine faith is like the ancestral wizards that bore white, drawing energy from the holy magicks to protect and condemn others. Sericea is one of the finest clerics in all of Gardenia, though her abilities are often put into check by her particular personality. Other clerics have noted of her aptitude for healing energies of noteworthy praise and most presume she is a capable healer, or at least they do such before needing to rely on her in a fight.}

Cute By Design
_{Sericea is deceptively attractive, to the point that people gravitate toward her and assume she’s a helpless, do-no-wrong, cinnamon bun of a person. They’re wrong but Sericea has used this to her advantage on multiple occasions. Getting free shit because she faked a smile? Making someone drop their guard for personal gain? These are the kind of things Sericea is used to. Though it does come with the side effect of unwanted flirting.}

Bitch in Sheep's Clothing
_{Sericea is partial to being a problematic, sadistic, and bitter person; sometimes to the point of irrationality. She has no patience for people who do things “wrong” or those she believes inept in terms of intelligence or wisdom. Those who see this side of Sericea are likely to not appreciate her.}

Dissonant Serenity
_{Sometimes when pushed over the edge, Sericea relishes in the carnage and suffering of others so much that a gloomy, twisted smile and look appears on her face. Not really the expression you want to see from your cleric when you are bleeding out from a monster's axe.}

Glass Cannon
_{Sericea is not a glacier waif by any means – she’s shorter than others and has a lithe physique that lends toward mobility. A good punch to the stomach will send Sericea reeling and it’s likely that any strong blow in general will send her to the ground with little difficulty.}

Love of Suffering
_{Sericea is a full-blown sadist. She loves seeing people suffer, especially if they are people she has contempt for. Her sister is genuinely terrified of her because of this and has gone out of her way not to irritate her for just this reason.}

Sericea Primrose had never been the royal capital in her entire life – always hearing of the majesty of Gardenia from afar as she began her education as a cleric of Primrose at the age of ten years old. Nine years later she finally had the opportunity to amend this mistake, though it could not have been more poorly timed. Not only did bandits attack during the festival, but the festival was populated with numerous crowds who had come to the capital in droves. Sericea, not being one who cares for crowds, found herself pushed around and tossed from person to person for what seemed like days even though it occurred during in less than an hour. Being a smaller and more feminine presence in the crowds did not help and by the time the princess was kidnapped by bandits Sericea was absolutely livid.

In the aftermath of the event, Sericea thought she would have a degree of freedom with her personal space and allowed to do her business in the capital, however, that was not what happened. When Sericea was recognized as a cleric she was ushered along to the local cathedral where she had the unfortunate responsibility of looking after the injured and dismayed. As one of the few skilled cleric-adventurers that were traveling through the capital she realized she was in a situation that would be unending. She instantly regretted coming to the city, but she did as requested as she began to use her mana reserves to heal the hapless idiots who had been ambushed by the bandits.

Eventually, she was scouted out once again and that’s where her story continues.