Name:
Albion Vronkash

Position:
Herald Mage

Age:
15

Physical Description:
5' 8", 110 lbs., Black Hair down to his waist w/ strips of white about 2 fingers wide and 2 fingers apart, Grey Eyes, skin as white as a ghost (mostly due to his hiding in a dark cave in the Forest of Sorrows). There is a scar running from just under his right, eye near his nose, down to the rounded part of his jawbone on the same side of his face. There is a matching scar on the left side, much like a mirror image.

Personality/Attitude:
Since his exile into the Forest of Sorrows, he has lived as a hermit. Believing that he is going crazy because of his double-sight and his hearing voices, he awaits his doom. Before the onset of his gifts, he was strong-willed and strong-minded....never letting anything get the better of him, especially not his older brother's pranks. At the moment his attitude is one of a person that suffers from constant pain...in other words...leave me alone or fix me!

Brief History:
Up until his 14th birthing day, Albion was a happy person. Even though his older brother's favorite past time was pulling practical jokes on him, which only lead to making Albion always on the alert (almost paranoid), he never let that get in the way of being around others. Being the second child born to his mother and father, he grew up in the clan that his people were adopted into after having fled there farm from bandits. Living on the outskirts of the Forest of Sorrows, there was always the fear that more bandits would show up. Last season he lost his dad to bandits trying to flea the Forest and attempting to gather food along the way. On the eve of his 14th birthday, he collapsed in the middle of the celebration with a sudden onslaught of pain burning through his veins and voices pounding in his head. The healer of the clan promptly declared him to be possessed of evil spirits and marked him for exile. Chased out of the clan's camp, bleeding from both cheeks, his head full of mind-splitting noise, and his veins burning as if full of liquid fire...he payed no attention as he ran straight into the Forest of Sorrows. He had no idea how far he ran until he opened his eyes just in time to see a wall loom up out of the dark...which he ran into and saw no more for a long time.
Goals:
To get his life, especially his vision and mind back under control. He seems to be always hearing conversations going on around him, but there is nobody there, and all of those double-images he keeps seeing around everything.

Gifts:
Mind-Speech = strong enough to reach from one side of Valdemar to the other (north to south or east to west). This has caused him to pick up on coversations from everywhere....

Magic = has not found any real talent other than seeing outlines of color around people (and seeing strange ghostly rivers flowing across the land).

Companion/Bondbird:
Lestat, male stallion. By Companion standards, he is roughly the same age as Albion.

Your name:
Will

Your Email/YahooID:
william.moore@veridian.com