Demos of the Rock

Demos was a quiet man. Mostly occupied by his studies of magic. He was known to be the most knowledgeable man about magical spells in the Rocky Hills of Aradia. He had experience in a variety of fields within magic, but since his meeting with the yellow wizard, he has only focused on destruction. 

Demos was a quiet, and didn't have many friends. Perhaps that was what made him devoted to the few he had. Especially, Vigdis was a close friend of his. They were companions since childhood, and travelled together across the land, exploring the vast world. On one quest, they met a lonely wizard. Long beard, and a stellar staff, bright and yellow, matching his wizard hat. Devos immediately knew they were in danger. The wizard had dark magic Demos had never known before. Ancient spells even for him. The old man was too powerful for the two companions. He quickly overpowered them. Demos can still remember him laughing. That deep, menacing sound. With a snap of his fingers, he destroyed Vigids. Demos would never see her again. He then broke both arms and legs of Demos, and left him to die. The kindness of a stranger, the only reason he is alive today, but it left him broken. Both body and mind.

Yes, Demos was a quiet man. But Demos is not quiet anymore. He is enraged. And he is not a man anymore, but something  else, something more. Consumed by hatred, consumed by flames. Always searching for an old man, with a shining, bright staff.

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