Alright, I'm just going to go with my Necromancer. I felt I would have more of a story to build since he has a reason to do what is needed to get the Mana droplet. As much fun as I would have with making art come to life, I will just have to put it aside. Anyway...Nice and detailed just for you, Shinzuu. At the end it says "Never to be seen again." I am planning on making my enterance mid RP. That is whenever I can get off the bench and onto the field.
Name: Alistair Grimmwood
Magic Type (If Mage)/Weapons (If Normal): Dark, Necromancy.
Age: 38
Height: 6’2
Species: Human.
Clothing: Black hooded cloak over a loose black shirt tucked into black pants. A black leather belt.
Features: Has the face of L from Deathnote, wide eyes with blackened edges.
Bio: Alistair from a young age was placed into a dark magic school by his father. There he learned dark and deadly spells. On his tenth birthday he accidentally hexed a teacher with an extremely difficult spell which took several hours to remove. The spell caused his teacher to drain majicka at an alarming rate, luckily it was removed before he died. Two years later he managed to bring his bird back from the dead, it was only for a few moments but he did it.
A year later his father killed his mother for an unknown reason, he almost killed Alistair as well but before he could he returned to his normal self not knowing what he did. At the end of that year his father killed himself over what he had done. The next week Alistair was expelled from the school without any reason. Unknown to the school he had taken a very powerful spell book full of an extraordinary amount of spells. He moved into his grandparent’s house and lived there until he was eighteen.
Through those years he learned a few spells from the book he had stolen. A month later he decided to enroll into a different magic school in another city. He had earned enough money from working to move there and into a small house. He later enrolled into the new school after moving to the city. It was a year before he actually enrolled into the school. After he did he studied there for ten years.
About five years into the school he met a girl, Vivian. She was studying the same art as him and she was extremely bright. She graduated at the top of her class along with him. They started seeing each and after two years they were married. After Alistair was 35 he and Vivian decided to move out of that city and into a house out in the woods. There they practiced their more powerful spells where no one could see them.
A year later, during some spell practice one of Vivian’s spells backfired and killed her. Alistair was stricken with immense grief, he tried desperately to bring her back to life but to no avail. He found a spell that would do it, but when he cast it he himself almost died it was so powerful. He went unconscious for a few days as a result. After almost committing suicide he decided to preserve his wife until one day he could be strong enough to bring her back. After that he moved back into the city.
A few months into the move he was told of an enchanted scythe by a wandering merchant. He was told it would grant the user immense power, he quickly purchased the staff, which wasn’t even all that expensive. But when he took the scythe out of it’s wrappings, he noticed he couldn’t let go. He also felt as if it was draining his power. Quickly he tried to return it, but the merchant refused. Enraged, Alistair killed the merchant. After killing him he noticed the scythe’s power…Anyone he killed transformed into his own personal minions. That very day he returned home, grabbed his book and left the city, never to be heard from again.