Verily, a gift to mortals is the Divine Power. No magic nor enchantment can be without thine [Aon] will. I am the Divine Power and I am every thing that is needed. Behold! I am the gift. Ye whom serves me shall recieve thine gift. None other can ye take power from. Ye whom follows the King of Darkness shall never stand.
Name:AOR
Race: Elf
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Gender:Male
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Appearance: He is tall and slender, and very quiet. His has a rugged face compared to other of his kind. He is intricatly detailed with tatoos and scars.
Bio: Lived in the northern regions where the cold makes it barren, but not cold enough for snow. The mountains that outline the region cut the plains from necessary water and expose them to only the hottest portion of the sun. Here lies a villiage for which it is was legend to be a prison for the most derranged, psychotic, and publically unwanted. However with the fall of the government that once supported this villiage, a jail break ensued. In the course of the chaos, it was recorded that all gaurds and convicts were killed...save one.