Vance rolls his eyes and ignores the instruction, instead opening his grimoire. Shadows seem to stretch and grow and the light waivers, a runic red eye on the front of the grimoire glows and harsh, rasping cackling can be heard at the edge of hearing. "I don't do wards old man" Vance laughs, his...
Vance sat in the circle, despite the less traditional source of his powers he still enjoyed listening to the lessons at the college and while most of the students regarded him with fear or disgust, his eligibility was finally unquestionable so he listened enraptured, a slight smirk drawing the...
The name is Vance Winters, just your friendly neighbourhood mildly insane Warlock Bounty Hunter. Come closer... i don't bite! IRL I'm Damon, a British Tech Support engineer who has been role-playing in his spare time for about two and a half years now. I look forward to seeing most- and fighting...
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