Classic Villain

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Male

273

142kg

216cm

Pastel pink

Straight, often slicked back with gel with an off-centre part. Chin length.

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Pink with whitish/yellowish pupils

Light Elf

Pale white

Lightly muscled

Quint’s eyes have a faint glow to them; something that only occurs in true Masters of the Arcane. They glow brighter the more magic he uses.

His general expression doesn't change much, but his eyebrows do. Watch them, and it's easy to figure out what he's feeling.

Quint can't stand dark rooms without windows or clear, open exits He will start to panic if he's in one. He also has frequent nightmares. This is due to a past trauma.

Quint's only real motives are knowledge and power. Power means more knowledge, and vice versa.

He is emotionally unstable and quick to anger. His emotional maturity seems to be stunted; while he can control himself and his actions, he doesn't care at all how they effect others.

He believes himself superior to all beings, including the Gods.

However, unlike most of his species, he doesn't believe Light Elves to be superior to other races. If anything, he considers them to be much worse due to their ridiculous hoarding of knowledge and concentrated power without using it, and great revere of their patron God and the rest of the Pantheon.

Quint his highly adept in any arcane field he dips his toes in, including, but not limited to: Alchemy, elemental spells, time manipulation, potion craft, and kinesis.

Botany (especially when it comes to dangerous plants)

He also enjoys hurting people a great deal more than he should, especially arsony.

Choleric

Arcane Madness. He has an unhealthily high magic content in his DNA, making him unstable and power hungry. Some believe him to be a “gift” from a particularly malevolent God, others believe he could destroy the Gods if he pleased.

Quint doesn't buy into the practice of worshipping the Euthorian Pantheon, but he begrudgingly acknowledges their existence.

He doesn't particularly care for politics.

He does as he pleases. Technically, his main source of income is tobacco.

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Mint cakes. They're small, soft, disc-shaped pastries with a very minty taste and thin layer of chocolate frosting. Sometimes they have whipped cream on top, and when eaten as a desert (instead of a snack) they often are covered in a light berry syrup.

His Staff

Staff

Sludg-pantherions, a hybrid species of sludgbies and pantherions. They're strong, highly intelligent, easily befriended, will eat anything, and are very hard to kill. He finds them useful and aesthetically pleasing.

He does as he pleases. Technically, his main source of income is tobacco.

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He went to an Arcane school in his home city for a few years, but eventually destroyed it.

He was born and raised in the High City, where he rebelled against and hated his mothers, peers, and elders.

Eventually, he headed East over the great mountains, and began to wreak havoc there.

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