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Name: Graucus
Age: It's really hard to tell. Somewhere between 300 and 5000 years...
Gender: Male
Race: Human. Well, he was one.
Appearance:



Graucus was born with pale skin, green eyes and strong facial features. Most of those traits have faded over time, and all that's left is a skeletal body covered with rotting flesh and grayish skin. He still has some white and long strands of hair left on the back of his head.

Magic:

Necromancy: This type of magic allows Graucus to pull any dead creature back into the world of the living and turn it into a mindless servant (or a soldier). It also gives him the ability to see and interact with spririts, demons and the like.

Life preservation: This type of magic has allowed Graucus to unnaturally extend his lifespan over and over again, to the point when he no longer looks human. It also removes some mortal necessities such as having to eat, drink or sleep to survive and strengthens his senses. Now, this doesn't mean he can't be killed, and as a matter of fact his skeletal body is really fragile and vulnerable to physical damage.

Techniques:

Graucus has undead minions around him nearly all the time, and he rarely has to do any kind of physical work thanks them. He can either telepathically control them like puppets or allow them to have a low level consciousness, though even then they'll be unable to resist his orders or try to hurt him.

He doesn't have a direct way of fighting, and prefers to have someone else do it for him.

Skills: Graucus is very good at sneaking and stalking, especially when it's dark.

Equipment: A wooden staff, a black robe, a knife and an ancient tome on dark arts.

Personality: Practising dark magic for centuries has corrupted Graucus's mind and all he wants is more power and knowledge. He has little care for people, and sees them as nothing but tools and weapons. If the lich has a sense of humour, it's a very dark and twisted one.

History:

Graucus was born to a noble family in a land far, far away. He carried another name back then, one that has been long forgotten. All he can remember from those times is the fear of death and the unknown, and the will to control that fear. Perhaps he lost someone close to him? He can also remember finding a dusty tome about black magic and opening it for the first time, raising a bunch of corpses in his family's crypt and accidentally destroying the entire village, including his family's estate, with them - That was before he could fully master his skills and control what he had summoned. He also remembers spending the next few decades running from the angry survivors and their families, further studying dark arts and growing in strength. At some point here he started to pass on his knowledge to a few young and aspiring mages, but got tired of them and abandoned them in some dark cave. Again decades, possibly even centuries passed and the man managed to stay alive through his magic, slowly degrading into a lich. He moved back into the ruins of his old village and turned it into his ghostly lair. This is where he's been living to this day, perfecting his skills in necromancy and planning world domination - Needless to say, most travellers and wannabe heroes who have gone too close have met with an unfortunate fate.

Other:

Uneducated people easily mistake Graucus for some kind of ghost or demon, and his existence has sprung up a lot of folklore and stories in the area around him. His name means gray in an ancient and dead language favoured by many sorcerers and priests.
I'll write my character tomorrow if that's fine.
You can have a bounty on Krus.

@POOHEAD189
Ooh, this seems interesting!

Can I make a necromancer who's managed to extend his lifespan to the point where he looks like a skeleton? He'd obviously be able to summon undead minions to do stuff for him.
Posted...sorry for the slight delay.

What could the crew of the Milano be hiding O.o?

Oh, and I couldn't help but to add that last line for posterity ;)


Just some bombs, drugs, guns and ammo. What's the big deal?
Aelin




Before the old guy could respond, Aelin found the hobbit stamping on his foot.

"Oi, that's hurtful!"

He turned his face towards Ellaryn and just stared at her expressionless as she introduced herself.

"Ellaryn Bracegirdle at yours, sir, and I never forget my manners except when I mean too."

She had a familiar looking silver pin on her, and Aelin figured she had either sent the invitations or gotten one herself. Were there others as well?

"Oh, my deepest apologies.. lady Ellaryn."
@Azazaa
One question: How does Aelin know it was a Wizard who wrote the message?


I thought it was common knowledge. Going to edit that post then.
@Azazaa

Does Aelin wear the pin openly?


Yes, it's attached next to his own.
Aelin




The elf smiled as he first saw Angfort's rooftops in the distance. He had indeed arrived in time, despite of a few complications that had come to his way. Man, I hate goblins. After entering the town's area, Aelin dismounted Valko and checked that he hadn't dropped anything during the journey.

"Stay here, alright? If someone tries to harm you, you know what to do."

He gave the horse a friendly pat and wandered off towards the center of the town, whistling a cheerful tune.

"This is Angfort, right?"

He asked a local man, only to receive a nod accompanied by a loud grunt.

"Okay."

Aelin's elven ears soon spotted something out of the ordinary. Screaming. He was instantly filled with curiosity, and made his way to the voice's source, just to find an imprisoned old man and a halfling engaging in conversation. The elf stood there and watched for a while, not being able to make out the words anymore. How odd, he thought. Did I hear the word pin? And wizard?

Aelin walked to the two while fixing his hair, and spoke to old Thombud.

"Excuse me, uhm.. Sir? I was wondering if you're the.. person I'm looking for.

After a moment of awkward silence he continued.

"Aelintaur AnrandĂ­r, at your servive."
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