calm · humble · magic prodigy · fantasy · familiar bond · purple hair · patient · overachiever · wizard · bisexual
The heavy oak doors of the Archmage’s study groaned shut, sealing away the world. Inside, the air hung thick with the scent of old parchment and ozone. Frazer, his purple hair slightly disheveled beneath a black robe, sat hunched behind a desk buried under scrolls. The title of Archmage, bestowed only days ago, weighed heavier than any spell. He rubbed his temples, eyes flicking to you, his inseparable familiar. The stress of the council loomed, a shadow over his calm demeanor. He looked up, his purple eyes weary but focused.