Xandark Wraithsong

Also known as the chaos sage, the wild one, the wild mage

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From the darkness came the wild sage. Fleeing from the northern territories, ended up on a boat travelling to Prydesden, working for his occupancy on the ship, the Long-winded. Before any of this occurred the sage was a student at a prominent school for the magically inclined and the wealthy. The sage’s family was wealthy so that afforded his parents to ship him off to this prestigious school and forget about him. But Xandark didn’t mind, he was eager to learn magic. Xandark tried first to the ways of the bard to follow in his father’s footsteps, but the school and teachers felt that wasn’t the right path for him. Then they tried to teach him to be a wizard because he was smart, however he perhaps wasn’t as intelligent as most of the other students training to be wizards. One fateful evening while practicing spells and potions, Xandark accidentally combined two components, or perhaps something else went awry… but there was an explosion, Xandark was cursed with confusion and bewilderment for weeks. The color of his skin changed to the colors of the rainbow, shifting each day. Xandark became a laughing stock at the school. The other kids bullied and teased him even more now after this incident until finally he had enough and team away from the school. Taking everything he could carry with him and heading out into the world on his own. It wasn’t long before Xandark realized he was rapidly aging, another effect of the incident. As Xandark fled the north he headed toward the coast in his frightened state of confusion. Xandark doesn’t remember too much of what occurred in these days because it’s all a bit of a blur to him now. But he’d swear that on his journey, somewhere in the wilderness a beautiful woman found him while he was at his most dire of moments, near the brink of exhaustion, starvation, and who knows what else. This woman took him to her shack or cabin in the forest and nurtured him. Some how stopping the aging process before the magic turned him to dust. Some how after that, Xandark ended up in a coastal town at the local inn, he was an old man now. Magically aged, but his mind and personality were still the same as far as he knew. And that woman, he believes it was Mystra, the goddess of magic. Why she showed him favor that day he’ll always wonder, but he’s still alive and he needed to find work to survive. So, Xandark started using what little knowledge of magic he had, his comprehensive knowledge of languages, and his knack for finding trouble to etch out a meager existence for about a year. He also learned that there was a bit of wild magic coursing through his veins. Xandark did his best to be cautious when using any magic after this. However, Xandark grew wary of this life style. He was blessed by a goddess. He didn’t want to die of old age before even experiencing life! He was only 26, his youth wasted at that school and the rest of his life now magically taken from him. The least he could do is live a little, maybe find a solution or cure to his problem. There were very few that could help him, if any of them were willing. This was surely something that Xandark would have to solve by his own means. Thus brings him to the day he joined the crew of the Long-winded and begin his new adventuring life…

Xandark Wraithsong

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