Caspian Lee Argo
100 Gold
Starting Spells:
Torrent: A whirlpool of magic water ensnares an enemy, ravaging them in harsh erosion. -10 MP per use
Arc: Caster chains an enemy with an arc of lightning, doing consistent damage with mild output. -10 MP per use
Summon Elemental: Caster call upon nature, granting user to an Elemental type of their choice for three turns. -30 MP per use
Mist of Silence : Caster places a a condensed ball of magic at designated location. When detonated, creates an AoE cloud that silences enemies for a short time. -10 MP per use
Rust: Caster generates mist that weakens enemies' offensive capabilities. -20 MP per use
Inventory/Weaponry/Armor:
Head: N/A
Chest: Leather Jerkin, long black coat the goes down to his ankles
Pants: Leather Leggings
Greaves: N/A
Feet: Leather Boots
x1 Chocolate Milk
x1 MP Healing Item (I'll edit this later)
Rope
Torch
Caspian and his closed friends in his crew were playing a game of cards in a corner near exit if the Flaming Dagger Inn & Tavern. Caspian and his crew had docked on the coasts of NordHawk 3 days before. After sailing away from Imperial Ward, he had planed to dock near the coast of Akterion to see the fabled Sanctuary. But after hearing word of the Festival going on in Zorrodawn, Caspian could not pass up the offer to drink and dance in celebration.
Caspian placed his cards down on the wooden table, facing upward so everyone sitting at the table could see, "Well my friends, Royal Flush" Caspian said with a hint of laughter in his voice. Every one of his crew member folded in exasperation, throwing there cards on the table, Caspian laughed, taking all the gold that was bet. "Aye Caspian, Is ye sure ya not chetin" asked Caspian's Elven First Mate, " Well I would never, I'm just goo at the game my friend" Caspian replied, laughing loudly. Caspian and his crew all laughed, his Dwarf Ship Right Axses, taking a large swig of his Mead, "Well Captain, after the festival were are we of to next". "Well Ax we will be...". Caspian was interrupted by a group of hooded figures walked into the Tavern. Caspian was not one to judge, but if Caspian ever saw a hooded figure walking toward him he would not hesitate to pull out his crossbow and end his sorry life right there. Caspian and his group continued to watch them suspiciously as they passed.
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