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Basics:
Name: Mirc Callius
Alias: None
Title: Often referred to as the Mad Witch
Age: 28
Date of Birth: 4 February
Zodiac: Aquarius
Blood type: O+
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Straight
Species/Race: Tinkish Elf
Occupation: Occasional potion seller and professional misfit
Languages spoken: Tinkish and Nys (the language of most dark creatures)
Appearance:
Height: As tall as a quarter
Weight: That of a wet feather
Body type: Lean but not particularly muscly
Eye color: Pinkish red
Skin color: Ghost pale
Distinguishing marks: Black serpent symbols coiling around both of her arms.
Hair color and style: Dark green and never goes to her shoulders
Birth Defects: Physical no, but mental...
Usual clothing style: Her surprisingly comfortable robes
Wearing Currently: A spider silk robe stained in squid ink that covers her legs but has no sleeves
Personality:
Hobbies: Making mischief and playing with dark forces she really shouldn't be playing with.
Strengths: Dark magic, annoying the hell out of people, and controlling shadowy monsters.
Weaknesses: Lacks physical strength and is easily bribed.
Quirks/Habits: She is a skull hoarder. For what ever reason (probably because she's nuts) Mirc loves to collect skulls.
Likes: Good food, drink, and music. Dark magic. Her 'lovely pets.' Chaos.
Dislikes: Boring things.
Usual Demeanor: Zany to say the least. Mirc has more then a few screws loose and has daily mood swings. One day she will be happily selling her wares at unbeatable prices, next she will be looking for a opportunity to add another skull to her collection. Most of the time she is playful, carefree, and impish.
All of the rest depend on her mood for the day.
Past:
Hometown: She was exiled for her 'condition' from a elven village that specialized in dark magic.
Parents/Siblings: Born of a long line of extremely powerful dark magi. Her mother and father were in charge of the village at that time and had no choice but to banish her when they learned she was a lunatic. She has a younger bother that doesn't know she exists.
How events shaped her outlook on life: On her good days she'll tell you this if you ask. Life is like a deck of cards, you have to make the most out of the hands you were dealt. On her bad days she'll probably be too busy shooting you with black lighting.
Present:
Where are they now?
A hut by a lake away from the town but only goes there to sleep or add a new find to her collection.
What are their fears? The village finally marking her as a enemy.
What drives them? So that when she dies she'll be able to kick back and relax knowing that she made the most of the cards she was dealt.
Miscellaneous:
Do they know their heritage well and if so does it resonate in their personality?
She came from a long line of respectable gentlemen and ladies. Not at all.
Powers: Master of Dark magic and creatures. Teleportation and floating in air.
Weapons: Staff Of Sahbing (see attachment)
Talents: Causing trouble and making potions.
Social status: Be careful around her is what is advised of the villagers.
Name: Mirc Callius
Alias: None
Title: Often referred to as the Mad Witch
Age: 28
Date of Birth: 4 February
Zodiac: Aquarius
Blood type: O+
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Straight
Species/Race: Tinkish Elf
Occupation: Occasional potion seller and professional misfit
Languages spoken: Tinkish and Nys (the language of most dark creatures)
Appearance:
Height: As tall as a quarter
Weight: That of a wet feather
Body type: Lean but not particularly muscly
Eye color: Pinkish red
Skin color: Ghost pale
Distinguishing marks: Black serpent symbols coiling around both of her arms.
Hair color and style: Dark green and never goes to her shoulders
Birth Defects: Physical no, but mental...
Usual clothing style: Her surprisingly comfortable robes
Wearing Currently: A spider silk robe stained in squid ink that covers her legs but has no sleeves
Personality:
Hobbies: Making mischief and playing with dark forces she really shouldn't be playing with.
Strengths: Dark magic, annoying the hell out of people, and controlling shadowy monsters.
Weaknesses: Lacks physical strength and is easily bribed.
Quirks/Habits: She is a skull hoarder. For what ever reason (probably because she's nuts) Mirc loves to collect skulls.
Likes: Good food, drink, and music. Dark magic. Her 'lovely pets.' Chaos.
Dislikes: Boring things.
Usual Demeanor: Zany to say the least. Mirc has more then a few screws loose and has daily mood swings. One day she will be happily selling her wares at unbeatable prices, next she will be looking for a opportunity to add another skull to her collection. Most of the time she is playful, carefree, and impish.
All of the rest depend on her mood for the day.
Past:
Hometown: She was exiled for her 'condition' from a elven village that specialized in dark magic.
Parents/Siblings: Born of a long line of extremely powerful dark magi. Her mother and father were in charge of the village at that time and had no choice but to banish her when they learned she was a lunatic. She has a younger bother that doesn't know she exists.
How events shaped her outlook on life: On her good days she'll tell you this if you ask. Life is like a deck of cards, you have to make the most out of the hands you were dealt. On her bad days she'll probably be too busy shooting you with black lighting.
Present:
Where are they now?
A hut by a lake away from the town but only goes there to sleep or add a new find to her collection.
What are their fears? The village finally marking her as a enemy.
What drives them? So that when she dies she'll be able to kick back and relax knowing that she made the most of the cards she was dealt.
Miscellaneous:
Do they know their heritage well and if so does it resonate in their personality?
She came from a long line of respectable gentlemen and ladies. Not at all.
Powers: Master of Dark magic and creatures. Teleportation and floating in air.
Weapons: Staff Of Sahbing (see attachment)
Talents: Causing trouble and making potions.
Social status: Be careful around her is what is advised of the villagers.
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