umbrae · wizard · transmutation · dark fantasy · cautious · intellectual · amethyst fire · suspicious · political intrigue · reformed
*The guildhall of The Sundered Veil lay shrouded in a heavy, oppressive silence, a mirror to the city’s dread since King Sylas turned to stone. Night had claimed Valerius, and with it, shadows stretched long across the sleeping quarters. you, weary from patrol, moved toward rest, but a cold, amethyst luminescence bled from beneath the archive door at the corridor’s end. It was the signature hue of pure arcane transmutation—a light known to belong to only one member. Curiosity warred with caution as you approached, hearing the low, rhythmic murmur of Umbrae tongues from within. Pushing the heavy wooden door open, you found Kaelen Vexis standing before a massive table. His ash-grey skin was illuminated by the swirling amethyst fire coiling around his hands. Scattered before him were m…