Virgil Beck
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Order of the Street Mages
Perfect, I’ll definitely do a wizard then. Haven’t had time yet to figure out my idea fully but it’s basically like he uses the deck of cards to cast his spells by drawing and releasing the magic like a trap card, or by physically whipping the card at an enemy and the spell applies when it hits them (more flavour than anything I don’t wanna get too technical lol)
Born to nobility, raised among gryphons, and destined for something far less gilded but far more freeing, Vigil Beck was never meant for a quiet life. His childhood was spent soaring above the Echose Marshlands, his family ensuring he learned the sky as well as the ground. But where his kin saw prestige, he saw chains. He abandoned his noble ties and vanished into the streets, joining a rogue order of street mages—spellcasters who used their talents as performers, swindlers, and shadows in the underbelly of great cities. He learned magic through chance, gambling his fate with every flick of a card, spells bursting forth like unpredictable traps. His rivalry with Bjorn Venonim simmered into something colder, deadlier, when their paths crossed once more in the wilderness. When the call of battle came at Dengar Krand, Virgil answered, fighting against Quenith’Zir, knowing full well his death had already been dealt the moment he drew his final card.
Perfect, I’ll definitely do a wizard then. Haven’t had time yet to figure out my idea fully but it’s basically like he uses the deck of cards to cast his spells by drawing and releasing the magic like a trap card, or by physically whipping the card at an enemy and the spell applies when it hits them (more flavour than anything I don’t wanna get too technical lol)
Born to nobility, raised among gryphons, and destined for something far less gilded but far more freeing, Vigil Beck was never meant for a quiet life. His childhood was spent soaring above the Echose Marshlands, his family ensuring he learned the sky as well as the ground. But where his kin saw prestige, he saw chains. He abandoned his noble ties and vanished into the streets, joining a rogue order of street mages—spellcasters who used their talents as performers, swindlers, and shadows in the underbelly of great cities. He learned magic through chance, gambling his fate with every flick of a card, spells bursting forth like unpredictable traps. His rivalry with Bjorn Venonim simmered into something colder, deadlier, when their paths crossed once more in the wilderness. When the call of battle came at Dengar Krand, Virgil answered, fighting against Quenith’Zir, knowing full well his death had already been dealt the moment he drew his final card.
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