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==Thakerus De'Rinc==
Name: Thakerus De'Rinc
Age: 462
Race: High Elf
Class: Mage
Height: 5'6
Weight: 167 lbs.
Eye Color: His eyes unnaturally glow an icy blue.
Skin Color: Pale grey
Diety: Nihilus, the God of Wrath.
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Description: Thakerus's body is but a dim shadow amongst his High Elven Brothers. His skin is one of a rotting corpse. His veins shimmer slightly icy amongst the bitter winters of Azilaeth. His body is fit for combat, and hardened by dark magic. His face is scarred with the reminder of pain. His back is covered in tattoos of the saying in Elvish, "Broken I am, and hollow I have become, I am nothing, I lose nothing".
History: Thakerus was once a normal boy amongst a normal High Elven family in Valujia. His family was once honored by the house of Ukorn, united they were even through the dark times of war. His father held an office of power and quickly rose amongst the houses to try and unify the elven lands once more as it has not in five generations.
While his father's time of office was held, Thakerus would wander the busy streets in search of women, fools to gamble against, and sharpening his skills his mother taught him before her death. His mother was a sweet woman, who unfortunately died through a strange disease unknown to even Elven Magic. Thakerus wanted to prepare himself if the disease would return to his family one day.
He never cared for commitment or even politics, despite his father's intentions. But Thakerus admired his father's bravery in standing against the Elven Lords of the court and his ability to use words as a weapon. A skill Thakerus has inherited. Through these rough times of politics. The Elven Family Quen'os arranged for his father to be assassinated. They quickly kidnapped Thakerus, and made sure he would never return to Valujia.
Along the world he traveled, him and his captors reached the icy Fortress of Am'andanum where he was stranded and left to die. Over the years he grew to the liking of the Dwarves and the snow, but he knew he would return. With the ice torturing his body from the harsh cold, his magic grew weaker from lack of strength.
But through weakness he found power. He stretched his magic across the mountains and prayed to the Nahilus for a single wish. Help grant him the power to destroy those who are unjust, and in return take his life when his purpose was fulfilled. Now, he roams Norrik in search of the assassin, the Elven House of Quen'os. He has stripped of his family name and pride.
"My heart is cold, but my hate burns forever.." Thakerus.
Xul Nikkal
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