Nexus1237

"The only reason I dwell in this diverse realm is one word… curiosity."

Birth
A boy was born into a petty family of merchants, with two siblings along the cold shores of Frostmarch. Given his first name, Cal, he attended journeys and small voyages to learn about the trade his parents had practiced.

Purpose
When Cal reached the age of ten, he began pondering on the thought of his true purpose. Magic was always what interested him the most, he wanted to be a scholar of sorts, as well as a mage.

In early adolescence, Cal’s parents managed to put him in a college where he would begin tutoring. Cal began to study the arcane, and the basics of magic.

He struggled, but eventually caught on to it. It was at the age of sixteen, when he had his first taste of magic. He had managed to conjure a flame for up to thirty seconds. The spell made him feel powerful, yet thirsty for the knowledge he could gain. He wanted to learn, and he wanted to utilize these spells to learn more.

He was put in apprenticeship the year after. Alas, he finally had a well experienced mage to teach him. During these times he picked up quite a few spells, building his knowledge in magic. At the age of twenty five, he was sent off, bidding his parents farewell.