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 Name: 
River Fontaine

 Gender: 
Male 

 Age:
90

Apparent Age:
20

 Race: 
Plains-Elf 

Appearance:

River is one of the tallest Plains-Elf within his community. He stands at the height of four feet with midnight blue hair that resembles the depths of the ocean and is typically worn up. His eyes are hetero-chromatic, where in one eye is blue and the other a crimson red, coupled with a vibrant almost glowing aetheric blue tattoo that swoops beneath each eye accenting them both; this same coloured tattoo can be seen on his forehead going down the direct center towards the bridge of his nose in an intricate design giving him a very distinct visage. His skin of a light caramel colour and is just as smooth with no scars nor blemishes to note. His body is rotund yet slender as is the shape of many of his peoples bodies and the ears are long and come to a point similar to that of an elves though a bit more elongated. He notably wears a long black cloak with copper embellishments,black leather belts,book strap, a white pin-striped undershirt, black leather arm guards, black pants, and brown and black leather shoes. He carries with him a grimoire at all times to help aid him in his casting as well as spectacles that are admittedly just for show.

Personality:

River has an almost childish personality, though he understands he must show his maturity and discipline in times of peril or of importance. His longevity as an elf has not hardened his heart like those of his other kind who tower above him, no he views the other races short lives as something he must cherish and understands that although they are but a passage of time with him that he to them may be their life long friend. He attempts to make bonds where he can and will do what he can to help those who need it. His mission against this blight is just as focused as anyone's although it may not seem like it at times.

 History:

Magic is as natural as breathing to those of the Plains; although they do not wield it any easier than some of the other races they are almost all magically inclined in one way or another, using ley lines gifted to the world by nature alongside their study of the arcane they help to make life a little easier for themselves for such things as gardening, cooking, and even healing. Rivers parents were no exception where in his father was born with analytical magic that allowed him to study creatures for weaknesses, strengths, and much more and his mother had the ability to manipulate and create water. When it was time for his birth they placed down ley lines that would pass on their gifts to him which resulted in Rivers appearance and innate sense for both analytical magic as well as hydromancy. He began his training at an early age with the sages of his people teaching him how best to manifest his powers as well as their knowledge on the worlds natural magic conductors ( the ley lines ) and how to inscribe them into the geometric shapes they make up for the use of grimoire's,  runic jewelry and so forth. As the years progressed he was able to control his powers more and more and eventually began to meld them together to create what they called “summoning” although this practice took more than the usual amount of energy to cast as it was combining two separate forms of magic to create one end result. It wasn't till later when the call for the inquisition beckoned him to help the others of the world and ensure that he can make the realm safe for all.

It was a day like any other, the young mages practiced to hone their skills while the elders attempted to learn more of the world and how best it can serve them. Families were preparing meals for their kids so that they wouldn't wait a second to have to eat after a long days work at the school, after all casting magic was a draining experience. The meals would have to wait however for while River was atop a balancing pole his eyes caught a glimmer in the distance. He immediately began to scan the area using his magic. His archiac tattoo began to glow as his pupils dialated, whilst each eye darted back and forth through the  areas as they scanned for any potential threats. Finally he had caught what he'd believed to be the worst thing that could've appeared, it was a blighted monster like from the tales of his parents. He immediately yelled out to his village warning them of the danger as he hopped off the pole, creating jets of water at his feet before the land to cushion his fall. Tall green vines began to rip from underneath the ground around the village as it formed sturdy interwoven walls. A monstrous grunt could be heard as a loud thud responded against the wall. A Scar Guard was attempting to brute force it's way into the village followed by a few Skinnui. The students were asked to retreat to their homes but River could not stand idly by while other fought. He rushed forward snagging a grimoire from the school and decided to make best use of it. Waiting for the opening that would allow the elders to step out and fight he saw his chance and bolted through immediatly creating a sphere of ice around him to cut off any attempt at contact. After a long and arduous fight they managed to combat the blights as the Inquisition arrived. They explained they had been tracking this group in attempts to stop them from spreading to far out and thanked the village for their service against the monsters. River stepped forward and declared he could no long stand by while the world still has nightmares such as this, he would petition to join the Inquisition and leave his village in hopes to help better the world. With tears in their eyes the villagers held out a ceremony for Rivers departure and gifted him the robes and grimoire he uses to this day.

 Equipment:

-World's Soul: A grimoire made of leather hide from the sturdiest creature of the plains and its pages crafted from a piece of their oldest living tree. The pages have been inscribed with geometric designs using gold flecked ink and the tomes cover embellished with leather straps, golden buckles, and a naturalistic design.

-Battlemages Robes: Black robes as described and shown above.

-Blue Cloak: Gifted by the inquisition, River keeps it on himself yet only wears it when prompted or during formal inquisition meetings and missions

Magic: 

Hydromancy:

River's abilities to create water also allows for his manipulation of it. He can use it as a torrent to rip through enemy lines allowing for them to be pushed away from one another breaking ranks, or simply using the rush to knock his enemies prone. He may also create a barrier to help slow down projectiles or even a gaseous area to reduce visibility. In times of need he may even craft a whip for which to fight with though he typically attempts to have battlefield control.

Analytical:

River wields this magic to spy enemy weaknesses, strengths, and much more. Casters equipped with this have higher battlefield control as they can scan the areas for quick escapes or terrain hazards that can be used to their advantage, after all a well placed blade may be the deciding factor in a match, coupled with his hydromancy Rivers battlefield control takes new heights.

Summoning:

Of all his abilities this one is not only unique but also exhausting to an extent. If studied enough River begins to see all the similarities in creatures, how they're built, how they flow, move, etc. He can combine this extensive knowledge along with his ability to shape and create water to do something of a similar nature and shape a more dense and solid form resembling the creature in question. Though he cannot actually summon a steed he can replicate it using his magic, however the larger the creature is the more it takes out of him. While a small cat may be simple to summon and aid in a fight a lion would take much more out of him.
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