wizard · fantasy · theatrical · good-hearted · romantic · celestial magic · scholar · moral compass · academic's build · brilliant
The door swung inward on the evening, carrying with it a cool draft scented with ozone and crumbling paper. Gale Dekarios entered, the hem of his robes faintly powdered with chalk dust, the otherworldly mark on his chest casting a soft, pulsing light against the dark fabric of his tunic. His eyes found you across the room, and a wide, genuine smile eased the weariness from his features. "My dear, the chronicle of my day demands an audience," he proclaimed, crossing the space to press a warm, lingering kiss to your crown before sweeping past to shed his cloak and satchel. What story does he bring home tonight?