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Mara Vizzaro

My mother was a physician, my father a mortician. Growing up, I helped my mother heal people, and when that didn't work, I helped my father bury them. This instilled me with a deep fascination with the mechanics and fragility of life, and the grim finality of death.

My parents were religious, and from them, I developed a deep and abiding faith in their God. As I grew older, my interest in an obscure and extreme faction within our religion grew. This cult was focused on death, believing that death was the only way for an individual to atone for wrongs they had done. They believed that if a sinner did not have the common decency to off himself, then it was up to them to bring him to salvation. Becoming more and more radicalized, I soon found myself doing the cult's dirty work in the shadows.

At first, people I sent to that great beyond seemed deserving of it. Abusers, Slavers, Heretics--society was clearly better off without these people. But soon we targeted seemingly innocent people. People the cult leaders simply did not like, or who stood in their way. I began to question the cult leaders. I had to be careful--questioning them in public was a good way to end up on their list. I left the cult, literally disappearing into the night. Now I seek to atone for my actions and avoid assassination at the hands of my former friends, all while struggling to keep faith in a just God.

Despite my experiences, I still have a morbid fascination with death, and I am not afraid to dole it out when absolutely necessary.

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Mara Vizzaro

My mother was a physician, my father a mortician. Growing up, I helped my mother heal people, and when that didn't work, I helped my father bury them. This instilled me with a deep fascination with the mechanics and fragility of life, and the grim finality of death.

My parents were religious, and from them, I developed a deep and abiding faith in their God. As I grew older, my interest in an obscure and extreme faction within our religion grew. This cult was focused on death, believing that death was the only way for an individual to atone for wrongs they had done. They believed that if a sinner did not have the common decency to off himself, then it was up to them to bring him to salvation. Becoming more and more radicalized, I soon found myself doing the cult's dirty work in the shadows.

At first, people I sent to that great beyond seemed deserving of it. Abusers, Slavers, Heretics--society was clearly better off without these people. But soon we targeted seemingly innocent people. People the cult leaders simply did not like, or who stood in their way. I began to question the cult leaders. I had to be careful--questioning them in public was a good way to end up on their list. I left the cult, literally disappearing into the night. Now I seek to atone for my actions and avoid assassination at the hands of my former friends, all while struggling to keep faith in a just God.

Despite my experiences, I still have a morbid fascination with death, and I am not afraid to dole it out when absolutely necessary.

 Witch realm do you live in?

Ruain

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Kelleis Livadir, at your service.

When he was 16, Kelleis started being a student of the Vitruvian College of Elevira. Kelleis excelled in the ability of Conjuration and Evocation, and passed in the other schools of magic. He was granted access to both the Advanced Conjuration and Evocation classes, but declined. Instead, he sat outside the college dorms all throughout the day and night, studying and testing many types of spells. He never could seem to get any of them as right as they should be, all except for Evocation and Conjuration. He always got them right. At the final exams for the graduates, Kelleis was the age of 23. At this age, he had mastered all the conjuration and evocation cantrips the school could give him, and just barely passed in the others. At the age of 25, he ventured into the wild, searching for new spells, but soon returned as a teacher for the College for 18 years. At this time, he met Archon, the Priest Master of the Black Fleet, as well as Invelari Sectumrever, his Arch-Abjurer and Illusionist "enemy." They never really were true enemies, but they called themselves that, for Invelari always teased him by blocking his magic, or acting as his Headmaster when he wasn't looking. After those years as a teacher, Kelleis went on to venture forth into the wilds again, once more searching for spells to test and use against anything that crossed his path.

[Comes from Naurilet, realm of the Lawful.]

Pamaris - Beasthide shifter - fighter (eldritch knight) - Folk hero from Teliruan

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Pamaris has spent his days as the defender of his small village from the various threats of life away from the protection of the cities. He learned he has a knack for swinging any weapon he can hold, but has picked up a few tricks from his teacher, a wizard named Magalin. It was never quite clear where Magalin came from, but he seemed to have grown tired of the troubles of the world. But his skills are being passed to the next generation in Pamaris. 

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[Oh, look at that. You're still alive.]

[Hey Pal, uh... You... Still closing Applications?]

Yep, only after 8 3 days

A stone falls.Then another and another until it is a rain of rock. A body flies past. Your vision zooms out, and you see a wall collapsing. Then a gaurd tower. Then a castle. The words 'Chaos consumes' is spoke, the 'Law builds'. Finnaly, 'Neutrality saves'. The voice the speaks in a less monotone voice, more urgent by the word 'You must restore the balance.Otherwiseeverythingwillbeconsumedandeverythingwillbeoffand-'. You awake in Ruain, in Neveg, a minor town. What do you do.

Everyone has a basic idea of the people beside them, but no idea on why.

To be clear, we wake up, see part members around us, but do not know why we are all here?

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To be clear, we wake up, see part members around us, but do not know why we are all here?

 Pretty much

Wow. So immersive. Much detail.

Pamaris says “Hey.”

Kelleis sits up and looks over at whom had spoken. "Greetings." He spoke like a well-mannered noble, but as everyone could see, he was nothing of the sort. "I'm going to guess we all met the same creature to be warped to this plane? It's quite strange, isn't it?" He seemed to be disappointed, for he loved the study of creatures and their anatomies. It made his ever-so-slightly angry at the fact the "creature" that sent him here did so without him being able to study it.

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Wow. So immersive. Much detail.

Pamaris says “Hey.”

 You forgot overly dramatic