[h3][color=gold][centre]Cal[/centre][/color][/h3]

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[color=gold]Name:[/color] Callon ‘Cal’ Morhana

[color=gold]Age:[/color] 28

[color=gold]Gender:[/color] Male

[color=gold]Race:[/color] Human

[color=gold]Backstory: [/color]

Cal was raised in the capital of the Tegary Empire, Erygate, situated in the wild peaks of what was once referred to as the Appalachian Mountains. His father, Regar Morhana, is a legendary battlemage and posterboy for the Mage Councils propaganda in the ongoing war with technology. As a result his father has been away from Cal most of his life, who has instead grown up worshipping posters, rather than the real thing. The boy's mother, Falya, raised him until the age of 8, after which he was taken in by the council and made to endure the punishing training and trials of battlemage school. Falya would go on to serve as a scholar of Conjuration, working in the halls of the Great Gateway that connected every city.

During his education, Cal was no more talented than any of his peers but often was singled out by teachers for “having greatness in his blood”. There were those who were jealous and others who admired him. Cal was never close to anyone, instead allowing himself to get swept up in the praise of those above and the high life of elitism but feeling from time to time, as if something was missing.

It wasn’t until Cal’s father returned from the front lines that the now young man experienced any true conflict. Scarred both mentally and physically, war had left Regar weary and empty, a shadow of the man whom the Council promoted each day. He sought for his son to live a different life, far from the battlefield, one of peace and happiness. He returned to the capital, not only to apologise for his absence but to dissuade him from this path of wickedness.

A fight ensued between the father and son, one so bad that Cal reported his father directly to the council. Though there was no real action taken, Cal was assigned to a special assignment in the city of Sparta, one of great importance to the Empire.

[color=gold]Personality: [/color]

As a result of his upbringing, Cal is young, brash and headstrong. He chooses to fight with might and strength, charging both fearlessly and stupidly into battle. Though a somewhat skilled warrior, he is far from the leader that a battlemage is expected to be.

Growing up without the love and connection of others he has been consumed by ideals of fame and glory, desperate to continue the legacy set before both him and the Empire. Those beneath him should worship the ground he walks on, while those above are deities whose words are absolute law. 

Cal does his best to avoid ever being alone. Despite not being close to anyone, he finds that if others are around he does not have time to think and reflect. As a result, any creeping thoughts of pain and loneliness are easily quashed.

Though the young mage is firm in his belief of all technology being the enemy of all living creatures, he is proud to have been chosen for this special assignment. He will tolerate technology for now. 

[color=gold]Skills: [/color]

- Swordsmanship
- Medium Armour
- Endurance

[color=gold]Weapons: [/color]

- Tome
- Enchanted Sword

[color=gold]Items of Note:[/color]

- Horse
- Rucksack
- Scroll encased in enchantment that opens an emergency portal back home
- 2x Mana potion, 2x health potion
- Several days worth of food rations
- Waterskin
- Small sack of gold coins

[color=gold]Abilities: [/color]

[color=blue][b]Alteration[/b][/color]
- Burden (Touch, Somatic)
- Shield (Self, Verbal)
- Fire Shield (Self, Verbal)
- Open (Touch, Somatic)

[color=red][b]Destruction[/b][/color]
- Disintegrate Weapon (Range, Material)
- Fire Damage (Touch, Somatic)
- Shock Damage (Range, Material)
- Drain Fatigue (Touch, Somatic)
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