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PHYSICALITY
Description A dark skinned elvish figure steps into the tavern of the world only to clench onto his staff and turn his gaze to the Quasit that remains sitting upon his shoulder. “Bail, tell me something, why in the Nine Hells did you guide me to this place?”
Appearance
Hair: Short straight white hair.
Facial Hair: None.
Eyes: Silver.
Build: Light and would remind one of what a scholar would look like except with a little more muscle.
Skin Tone: Ebony.
Height: 5’7”
Weight: 212 pounds.
Name Ulviir Ithravyr
Nickname None.
TitleNone.
Race Drow.
Age 100 years old.
Gender Male.
Sexual Orientation What I like is none of your concern. Just know that if I would have stayed in the Underdark I would have been flayed alive for what I enjoy.
ClassWizard
Specialization Generalist.
MENTALITY
Personality
Moral Alignment Lawful Evil
MotivationSearching the world for interesting new magical artifacts and learning all I can about the natural world and what it has to offer. Oddly enough, besides all of that, just keeping alive and having a good time is just as fine.
FearsAnyone finding out his secrets and being sacrificed to Lolth
LikesLong nights of pouring over old and dusty tomes and drinking fine brandy and smoking. Of course I have a social life.
DislikesThat accursed day star that sits above.
BACKGROUND
Group Affiliation
Faction None.
Marital Status Single.
Relatives More than I wish to count or even talk about.
Origin Underdark born.
Social RankFormer House Wizard
Occupation None.
Blood Pact None.
Bio/History
Appearance: This small looking demonic imp called a Quasit sits upon his masters shoulder just to snicker and whisper dark intentions in Ulviir’s ear in hopes that the drow will act on them.
Name: Slave
Coloring:Dark Grey
Eyes: None.