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Description

Name: Feolond Sacredstone

Alias: The Grand Sage, Master of Magics

Age: 240

Gender: Male

Eye Color: Steely Blue

Hair Color: Bleak White

Skin Tone: Palid

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Personality

Feolond is old, even for a dwarven man, yet still seems to have some youthful attributes. He laughs easily, and is quick to joke with friends. He smiles often, and is comforting to say the least. However, his age makes his sentences seem to drag on forever, and his movements are shakey at best. His often is seen with a walking stick, even when simply walking around inside. His attitude towards battles is often placid, as he doesnt see much of the action, and has trouble keeping up with the younger fellows.

Equipment

Typhoon Stave: The name comes from the style the wood cruves and twists naturally. It is covered lightly in cloth to make it easier on the hands. It allows Feolond move around easier, as well as helping him with his spellcasting.

Dark Iron Runic Cloak: Made from a special fabric that mimics iron in durability and toughness, the cloak covers most of Feolond's body, as well as hoods his head. It allows for casting of more dangerous spells without the chance of self-harm. It is resistant to most elements, but not immune. The symbols on the hem of the cloak spell out it's properties.

Spell Types Mastered (Memorized 90% of spells.)
Elemental( Fire, water, ice, lightning, wind, ect)
Darkness/Shadow
Light/Luminus
Illusion
Alteration

Schooled (50% of spells known)
Restoration/Healing
Conjuration
Necromancy
Mysticism

Unheard of(Less than 5% known)
Dracomancy
Chronomancy
Nature( Druid and Shamanistic)
Mojo(Much like the magic of "Luck" and "Good Will".

History

Feolond made his life that of a Schollar. He loved the magic arts, and never wanted to botch on any tiny bit of knowledge he could. Constantly learning ever since he was old enough to, he soon mastered several different kinds of magics, and learned to use plenty others. He dedicated everything he ever had and loved to magic. He still cared for others, simply was too busy using the magical arts to have time for them.

He spent his entire life on study magics, becoming more powerful in each one, untill he got to the title of archsage. Yet his love for magica drove him to bounds beyond that. He figured he could extend his own life, and the life of others, cure the sick, aid the wounded. All of these things could be brought on by magic. He would know the capability of the spell down to how much mana each one specfically cost, and how much damage it could inflict on a person.

He didnt teach himself though. He had a mentor, supposed decendant for Merlin himself. He taught the dwarf everything he knew and more. Yet in the end, his mentor turned out to be a fraud, simply being a dark sorcerer whom wanted an aid in destroying the royal family. He had to strike him down with his own hands. It seemed to affect Feolond greatly, as he became a hermit shortly after, having little to no contact with the outside world.

Feolond Sacredstone's Story