Peri soupirait d'où elle était assise à pattes croisées sur le sol. Elle n'était vraiment pas du genre à attendre pendant que quelqu'un jimmied ouvrir une serrure ou lentement pried briques hors d'un mur.
"Allez, ça prend trop de temps."
Puis une ampoule métaphorique s'est allumée dans son cerveau. Se poussant jusqu'à ses pieds, elle se blottit dans son sac pour quelque chose et murmura une incantation sous son souffle, formant une boule de feu autour de la pointe de son bâton.
"Reculez. Ça va devenir bruyant."
Name: Peridot Longmarch
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Class: Mage
Appearance: Hi.
Personality: Peri can be... impatient, to put it lightly. She has a tendency to rush into situations without bothering to think them through, and for looking for easy and quick solutions to problems. This over-enthusiasm is probably what led to her reading ahead a bit too often, which explains why her magic repertoire basically consists of "small-ish fireball" and "tactical nuclear strike".
Brief Backstory: A fairly unremarkable Meridan student, Peri travels the realm in the hopes of learning how to use magic beyond "set stuff on fire" and "blow stuff up". So far, she has been incredibly unsuccessful. Although she's gotten very good at all things combustion and conflagration.
Equipment:
Wizard's Robes
Basic Staff - white fir
Kitbag containing spell components and adventuring gear
Abilities:
Fireball: Basic Magic Missile spell
Megaton Bomb: Hilariously overpowered destruction spell in the vein of the Dragon Slave and other such giant explosion generators. Likely to result in strain-induced unconsciousness or worse if used. Also has a rather long incantation (somewhere on the order of six minutes) and liable to be as dangerous to the caster as the target except at long range.