Zarxire a été poussé dans ses livres quand il a entendu Sana appeler à l'aide. Il s'est vite tiré dessus et s'est enfui dehors. Il y avait un grand groupe autour de Sana. Zarxire a allumé tout son corps enflammé et chargé pour l'un des plus petits. "Tu as baisé avec le mauvais groupe d'aventuriers!"
En frappant ses griffes dans la poitrine de l'homme, Zarxire l'a élevé et l'a frappé par terre. Il se mit alors à vomir sur lui et à convoquer une boule de feu. "Que ton corps ressente les flammes éternelles de l'enfer!" Zarxire a forcé la bouche du théif à s'ouvrir et a poussé la boule de feu à l'intérieur, faisant brûler la tête de l'homme de l'intérieur. Il a laissé un corps horrible sur le sol alors qu'il se levait, regardant le reste des enfoirés. Je vous laisse tous à mes amis.
Name: Zarxire
Age: 44, but due to Tieflings aging slower he appears 31
Alignment: Neutral Good
Race: Tiefling
Class: Pyromancer
Appearance/Clothing:
Except with the typical Tiefling horns and tail
Skills: Intimidate, Knowledge (Arcana), Knowledge (Geography), Knowledge (History), Knowledge (Nature), Knowledge (Nobility), Knowledge (Planes), Knowledge (Religion), Perception, Sense Motive, SpellCraft, Pyromancy, Survival
Natural Abilities:
Hellfire: "Tieflings are able to fuel their rage into their attacks, leaving burn marks on their foes without ever summoning a flame."
-Adds fire damage to all melee attacks, can only be used when extremely pissed, which is easy for a tiefling.
Spiked Tail: "Some tieflings tails grow in with a sharp serrated edge. These tails are typically thicker and can be used in combat."
-Can use tail to attack
Magic/Spells:
Fireball: Umm, does this need a description.
Flame Pillar: A giant pillar of flame erupts from the ground, encasing the targeted area in the fires of hell
Blaze Storm: Flames exude from the user, coating the area around him in flames
Fire in the Body: The user coats himself in fire, lashing out at all those around him
Fire in the Mind: This spell makes all of the user's allies feel his burning rage, causing his partners to become more passionate in the fight
Fire in the Soul: The user takes on the form of a 20 ft. flaming beast, although this is an illusion and those with high intelligence or those he has told of this skill are un-affected.
Fire in the Blood (Passive): Whenever the user takes fire damage, he takes no damage and heals for 1/4 of the damage he would have been dealt.
Additional Information: He hates it if someone touches his horns
Weapons: No weapons
Possessions: A long fire-retardant robe and cloak, and fire-proof boots of his design. Backpack full of books he hasn't finished yet.
Personality: Typically a very level-headed and calm person, Zarxire has spent many years training to learn everything he could. Though in the heat of battle, he loses all sense of focus and lashes out at everything that stands in his way until everything that defies him is dead.
History: Born to a small Tiefling community, Zarxire was a rather happy and average child. The day he turned 10, raiders destroyed his town. They were seeking to eliminate the "demon scum". All he remembers of this horrifying massacre were the flames boiling around him before he passed out. Luckily, the raiders thought him dead and passed him over, Zarxire woke up with nothing but burning ashes remaining of his town. After wandering in the wilds, learning all about it and how to survive in it, he finally came across a wizard's home on the edge of the woods. Due to him being young, his tails and horns had not grown in yet, so the wizard thought he was human and adopted the boy. Zarxire learned everything he could about magic, religion, the planes his kind originated from, and everything he could about the people, their culture, and their land. He would walk around the village that was not far from the wizard's house and would study the people, learning how they ticked. Sadly, as he grew older the only magic he could learn was fire magic which hinted at his origins. but when his horns started to grown in, it was obvious. The wizard sold him out the the militia, and Zarxire fled back into the woods, taking all the books he could with him. He built his own shelter, studied the books he had scavenged as well as a couple he had bought at markets if he could hide his horns and tail. Zarxire swore to fight against any and all injustice, whether it was dealt be demon, monster, human, or royalty. One day, he saw the notices for The Convent and saw it as his chance to prove himself. By helping a holy church, it would prove that he wasn't just some malicious demon. Not to mention that but his knowledge of the world would be very beneficial to the group. So Zarxire packed his books and made his way to the Village of Gorlton’s Apothecary immediately, wondering who he would be teamed up with.