Quindymion

Human / Sorcerer

Submitted character story

Defining moment:
For years, stories of young apprentices going off to the city to hone their magic filled Quindymion with dreams of grandeur and excitement. When his powers finally manifested, he was able to spend the last 2 years doing odd jobs with his abilities to gather enough coin to pay his tuition and begin tutelage at the mage’s college. 
After about 2 weeks of his studies it was clear he was a promising sorcerer, and the staff noticed. One night, while asleep in his dorm he heard shouts and screaming coming from
The halls, after rushing to see the cause of the commotion he was only able to see fire, the kind thrown from staffs and hands than by natural means, followed by blackness as he was struck from behind. He awoke in a dungeon, and however long he was there, a week, 2 months, had all blurred together as he could only remember intense pain throughout his body and in his skull while magic flooded through him unwillingly for days until finally, that’s right she had helped him escape. Who was she? Is she still…

Archetype: You're the The Ember Who Remembers. He carries magic born in flame, sharpened by strangers who broke him first.

Personality: Can't stop helping strangers