Race: Atronachi

Age, Gender and Element: 19 // Male // Void

Faction: N/A

Appearance: Standing at 6”2 Sam has blackened eyes, no pupils and no whites, instead they just stand with a flat black made of seemingly nothingness. Sam’s horns begin at each temples on his head, slowly growing larger as they ring around the the side of his head, creating a sort of crown of hardened horns. His markings run down from his shoulders into the centre of his chest, creating some sort of crude star like shape. His markings pulse with that same void of nothingness, that his eyes contain.  He can usually be seen wearing a large trench coat as too cover most of his body, as well as a hoodie and a crude mask seemingly made out of driftwood.

Background: Born as the youngest out of his six other siblings, his early life was nothing special as he was born into a family of sailors. He grew up around the coast, grew up with the water, learnt to stay away from the sirens song, and learnt how to fish. He was always of stable mind and a rather intelligent boy, with a knack for magic, far superior than his brother or his father. Although it was a moment in his teenager life, when on a trip to catch fish did “it” happen. They all stood on board, going out to sea in order to catch larger fish, trips like these were dangerous as many beasts lurked in those deeper waters, but they still pushed on. How foolish they were. About a week into their trip during a storm, did the sound of wailing hit their ears, but it was not one from a viro, no this was the wail of a beast, what beast they did not know. All they knew was by the way it shook their boat, it was big. The wailing and the storm continued on, as tendrils rose from the water, latching to the bottom of the boat, rattling it. Under the water, two huge orbs, each the size of the boat alone rose from the water. From that deck, Sam only saw horrors that tainted his mind, that scarred him there and then. A beast of indescribable horror, a mass of tentacles and death starred them down. And with one roar the boat was ripped into shreds, throwing all of its inhabitants into the water. There under the water, his lungs filling with water, while faced with the two red eyes of death did something awaken in Sam. As his mind went blank, his powers seemed to awaken. Days later he found himself washed up on shore, the sea still calling to him.

Birth magi: Tendrils of Cthulhu: Four tendrils of pure chaotic void sprout from his back, each rather weak on it’s own (STR 1) however they all have the capability to attack, grab/hold things, or even use simple tools. Sam can control these individually or all at once (For a combined STR of 6). These tendrils can extend to a max range of 10 meters in any direction and can be used for easy travel, such as climbing up buildings or springing Sam in any direction. These tendrils can be destroyed by holy magic, however they still have the ability to grow back, in areas of darkness they grow back significantly quicker than in brighter areas. They also have physical attributes being able to clash with weaponry, destroy minor structures, or even be blocked by physical objects.

Profession: Apprentice Enchanter 

Stats: LVL 1
STR 4 #
DEX 5 #
PER 5 #
VIT 3 #
INT 7 #
EMO 3 #
SAU 8 + #1

Inventory: N/A

Perks: N/A

Known skills:

Skill slots:
Level 1: 1

Known spells: Ripple, Sentry Portal

Spell slots:
Level 1: 1