Name: Morvos Solra
Race: Human
Class: Dread Fighter
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Appearance: Morvos is a tall young man with short dark purple hair and small storm-grey eyes. His armor looks like a mesh of leather and metal plate of specific design (that design being his own.) Strangely the armor has no helmet to it, being replace by a headband with the symbol of his mother's Family. Only bits and pieces are seen however, due to the fact that his hair covers most of it. His armor is of polished steel and the studded leather is red in some places and black in other places. He is usually seen with an axe on his back, as well as a black book with silver trim chained onto his hip. The final feature is the weathered and battle-scarred black cloak on his back.

Personality: Out in the open, Morvos has a cold, but somewhat friendly attitude towards other, most likely due to his mercenary life style. Although on the battlefield this personality quickly deteriorates to a ruthless I'm gonna live no matter what.


History: Morvos is the noble son of Nefitar, The Empress of Flame, and has lived a life dictated by his mother. Everyday was planned out for him and he started hating that he couldn't do what he wanted. once when he became ten however, his mother planned out a ritual that gave someone immense knowledge in the dark arts. Naturally see saw that only her son can survive the process. Needless to say the ritual was a success, but the process changed him. His natural brown hair turned purple, his hazel eyes turned storm-grey, and for some reason he is no afraid of anything anymore (or the ritual was so terrible that nothing else can scare him.) More years passed by as his mother planned out his days, throwing in lessons of combat as well as on his new powers. Once he became 18 though, Morvos escaped the palace to pursue  his own life and to make his own decisions. Once when he got away from the empire he became a mercenary for hire, earning him money and the freedom he desired.