Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 27
Height: Below adventurers average- 5’7”
Weight: He is a lean man with an athletic Physique, but nothing to write home about
Eyes: Purple eye coloration, it is almost enchanting to look at, he also appears tired very often but doesn't like to show it
Hair: Black/Brown
Skin: Pale but not overly. Looks like he doesnt get out much or travels often at night
Physical Description: Rissonis is almost never seen without a finely crafted robe. He is often seen straightening it up as he wishes to look his best at all times. He stands a bit shorter than average. He is often seen leaning on his staff. He often seems sleepy and tries to remedy that by falling asleep often. Often times seen in a purple robe, More recently due to a dragon he defeated as he claims "Single-handedly" He wears a green robe made from the flesh of said dragon.
Personality Profile:
General Health: Healthy, Not overly.
Philosophy: "Everything I do, I do to make myself more powerful. I don't much care who I work with or what I do to gain it"
Deity: "I dont talk about religion" (Find out in RP
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Languages: Common
Weapon of Choice: A well placed spell... Or an Unwell placed one... What does it matter if you get in the way?
Habits/Hobbies: Riss always wants to gain power. Pure power. Though every once in a while he will drink himself to sleep... Maybe more than once in a while.
Strengths: He can sling a spell better than those dirty wizards, I tell you what... He is also strong in puns.
Weaknesses: Weak constitution... He cant really take a hit. Also money.
History:
Rissonis was born to a Tavern wench, Spent most of his days with his twin brother, Alatar, who is a few minutes younger than himself. Both of them found themselves playing near taverns until they were old enough to begin a deviant lifestyle of their own. Both first discovered that they had magical abilities at a young age. Rissonis was captivated by the power... Always trying to use it whenever he could, often dragging his brother far out into the woods to practice their spells.
One day they had taken it a bit too far, opening a gaping maw in the middle of a glade. A portal of shadow and terror swallowed them up. Two young boys stuck in darkness for what seemed like an age... Who knows what went on, But when they emerged they knew more power than they could handle... Both of them then set off, without word or warning, leaving their family behind to find adventure and to gain power. Alatar always being dragged along.
Mostly the two found themselves hopping from township to township gaining what coin they could by demonstrating spells or distracting the local guard enough to take what they could get to buy just one more round of ale. Finally ending up on the sword coast, where Riss and his brother explore the local ruins and various places to hone their skills.
Short term Goals: Power first, Coin follows. Riss is looking for a way to separate himself from all the other Magi on the sword coast. Cement himself in history.
Long term goals: Yet to be determined, Riss is largely influenced by the group he travels with, perhaps he will do good with his power, Perhaps he could gain his place in history by destroying... He isnt sure what works best just yet.
Possible Plot Ideas: Rissonis is incredibly unwise, and likely will fall prey to anyone who can promise him Power, or Fame. He has seen a few liches, and wonders if it is even possible for someone like him to make that transformation as he has a natural affinity for Necromancy, though not raising dead as they are "gross" He would likely work with anyone, be it monster or civilized creature that could give him access to magical items or even a natural increase in his own abilities.
