GENERAL INFO
Full name: - Was- Trenton Emryson, became Emris
Alias/Nicknames: - Emris
Gender: - M
Age: - Many centuries now
Job/Profession: - Shaman



APPEARANCE
Height: - 6'0"
Weight: - 200 lbs
Build: - Athletic
Eye Color: - Deep Blue, Red when he enhances (side effects)
Hair Color: - Black (White when enhanced)
Handedness: - Ambidextrous
Skin Shade/Color: - White
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: - Many mental scars from the counil's torture. He also has many Celtic tattoos because he was a practicing Shaman in that time.

MENTALITY
Sexuality/Preference: - Women
Relationship/Marital status: - Single
Family/relatives: - in the past
Sanity: - Crazy as hell
Friends: - None
Likes: - Magic of all kinds, alchemy, earth, blades, staves
Dislikes: - arrogance, ignorance, hippocracy
Hobbies: - practicing magic
Personality: – Emris, is simply a hard worker. He dedicated his life to magic and no matter how many times he teleported himself half way through a wall, or into the middle of a lake, he wouldn't give up. Being born with a gift of Arcane is one thing. But earning that power is another. He believes everyone shuld be made equal, and that the reason his powers are justified is because he worked for them.
STYLES OF MAGIC
Prefered:
Conjuring Magic
Space Time Magic
Enchantment Magic

Less used:
Arcane Magic



HISTORY
Relationship Status: – Not really known
Family: – Dead
Known Languages: – Draconic, Old English, Celtic, Latin
Personal History/Background: -
Emris is now his name, his spirit name. His old name was lost years ago. That was because that man died. A life for a life, and Emris was born from the shattered fragments of the soul of the broken man. A demon in human form giving this young wizard, born with The Arcane unusually long life, months became years, years became decades. Three decades spent training in the arts of magic, learning to use Enhancement magic to strengthen his own muscles on command, and his bones to become bludgeons of steel. Conjuration, to summon his various Warloch's tools and his many...pets... And last Space-Time magic. And this is where our friends past becomes present. The man before the beast, Emris, had watched as his wife be murdered. Using his Space-time magic, he went back seconds, and stopped this event from ever occurring.

That's when The Magic Council took him in. They condemned him for changing fate, chained to a wall like a beast. Being tortured to tell them what else he had done to change fate with his abilities to travel time. The penetrated his mind, using his darkest fears. They broke him. That man died. Emris came to life, in a burst of energy, he conjured his ingredients onto his body, giving him more energy and making his bones and muscles exert the force of a mountain. He ripped a hole in space before the very council. With his enhancements however, he was too fast for them. He lept in, going into a wormhole that would take him God knows where.