Okay, I'll join. Time for Shammeh to dig back to his roots and pull out the evil within.
Name(full):Jashobeam Shammeh Agee
Age:Unkown, though he looks to be about a hundred and two
Race:Unkown
Weapon:His staff
Occupation:Dark/Fire mage
Personality:Mysterious and self-centered, with a streak of sadism. Doesn't care about anyone accept for number one. Is driven purely by instinct and impulse, he seeks to obtain power and to amass wealth. Enjoys inflicting pain and revels in peoples suffering but generally doesn't terrorize on a large scale to avoid unwanted attetion from previous aquaintances.
Physical appearance: Dressed in black rags, covered in patches and pockets. He has runes engraved on everything he owns, and several charms dangling about his person. He wears a shroud over his face at all times, along with what appears to be horns sticking out the top of his head. He has a very hunched over disposition and a circular disk with a swirl ingraved in it slung across his bent back at all times. A heavy limp in one leg is evident, so he supports himself with his staff, which is very twisted and bent, with a sharp and heavy end, resembling his sole. His wrists and forearms look like they could snap without a moments notice, and are wrapped in bandages. What skin you can see is pasty white and resembling in no small amount the flesh of the dead.
Description: A powerful mage specializing in pyromancy, telekiniesis and necromancy. He enjoys burning his victims to a crisp, and will most often use fire magic at the expense of his other spells, even though he is a much more talented dark mage, simply because it's more fun. While not as physically frail as he leads people to believe he's not exactly a hand-to-hand specialist. Being an old combat veteran his experiance and instincts help keep him alive in a close combat situation, but he doesn't have the stamina or speed to keep up with a hardened warrior. He is not exactly the fastest person on the face of the earth, with a heavy limp and twisted physique he moves quite lethargically unless there is an immediate threat nearby. Doesn't have any kind of respect for authority, can be bought if the price is right, doesn't suffer fools at all, speaks in a wierd accent and known to drink heavily when the oppurtunity presents itself.
Backstory:An enormously talented and experianced wizard fallen off the path of rightousness. He used to be a famous fire mage, skilled at pyromancy and telkinesis, well know and loved by his peers, if a little mysterious and misunderstood, until one day a dark figure arrived at the gates of town. The dark wanderer challanged each and every mage in the town individually, starting with the weakest and working his way up, killing them one by one. By the time he had reach Jashobeam there were very few people left. The two mages battled for two days and nights strait, until the town was in ruins and the citizens all dead or reanimated by the strangers terriable magics. Recognizing the stranger's true identity as Norklash, the infamous necromancer who had devestated entire countries, Shammeh used a last desperate tactic to defeat his enemy. He fought off waves of dark magic to reach his enemy and in a completely unanicipated move, grabbed his opponents in both hands and immolated him in white flames. Such was the fierce intensity of this spell that there was nothing the most feared necromancer on the planet could do, so in desperation he
transfered his soul into the Fire mage's body, where it was to remain in the back of Jashobeams subconsious forever.
Over time Norklash has corrupted Shammeh's soul to the point where they have become as one. Filled with this evil Jasobeam has roamed the world for many hundreds of years now, the evil necromantic powers keeping his body half alive, if not fully intact, and he's begining to enjoy it.
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