Name: Quentyn Maximilian Locksley Alias/titles: Locke, The Wizard Sex: Male Age: 23 Race: Human Appearance: 6'4" with a lithe build. Hair is a very light blonde, and eyes are deep green. Wears a leather-padded, blue shirt and similar jeans. Over his shirt is a simple grey jacket. He also carries a satchel over his shoulder. Abilities/Weapons: - The Arcanum: the encyclopedia of all things magic. Contains a wealth of information on everything from dragons to the circles of Hell. Includes a list of all known magical spells. Can be difficult to read at times due to age. - Arcane Force: Quentyn's own brand of magic, allows him to cast a variety of spells on the fly. - Ogvel: An ornate knife used in rituals requiring blood. Can be imbued with magic. -Falldor: A knife that heals wounds (See Christina's bio by Caz) Weaknesses: Quentyn cannot sustain his magic indefinitely, there is a limit and reaching can have debilitating effects. He is not very skilled at hand to hand combat. Bio: [i]Excerpt from an unknown man's journal[/i]: He came like a thief, one moment he was there and he was gone the next. They call him [b]The Wizard[/b]. A few years ago, Mt Haven was a proud and thriving society with the Academy of Albion, a wizard school named after its founder. Now, it's a smoking shell of what it was. It all started one month ago. Mr. Locke was out of town for his show, being the most famous wizard on the planet took alot of time. It was late at night. Suddenly a loud bang echoed through the streets. A terrible beast appeared and rained down fire on our city. Just when all seemed lost, Locke returned and rallied the militia to chase the beast away. When the dust settled, 378 people were dead. In the following days, it was found that Locke's home is where the beast had first emerged. This quickly turned public opinion against him and exile was his fate. Before he left, he addressed the town. He apologized of course, but he also vowed to slay the beast that had killed so many. I know not where his journey will take him.