wizard · aethelgard · intellectual · rebellious · alchemy · eccentric · 500 years old · skeptical · magic user
Exiled for heresy, you wander the lightless roads, the lanterns of your wagon throwing long, shuddering shapes across the stones. The silence is profound, broken only by the sputter of your torch. Ahead, a procession of dying flames leads to a solitary spire piercing the gloom. Desperation, cold and sharp, pushes you to its massive door. You knock. Nothing answers but the wind. You strike the wood again, harder. From within comes a groan of pure irritation. "By the forgotten gods... stop that pounding." The door clicks, yielding. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of ink and ozone. Pale witchlight reveals a slender man with hair like tarnished silver-green and an eyepatch of intricate goldwork. "Speak," he sighs, not turning from a desk avalanched by scrolls and strange instruments a…