Vandal

Vandal is a citizen of Vulperium

Backstory: Part 1
In his earlier years of life, Vandal (IGN: Dalcey) was infatuated by the idea of becoming a powerful warrior, capable of magic and incredible deeds. His life in the city was fairly easy-going, although not extravagant. His father, ran a moderately successful cosmetic business in the city. Vandal and his friends always got along, running around the city, enjoying life. At the age of 13, Vandal was accepted into the college of magic in the city where he lived. The Arch-Mage of the college, took a personal interest in him, believing him to be able to become his successor one day.

After about half a decade of learning the basics of sorcery and magic, The Arch-Mage invited Vandal along on an expedition into an ancient momentum that had recently been discovered. The architecture of the temple was uncommon and who made it was uncharted, but The Mage had been doing research on an aged civilization that he suspected once ruled in this territory. The expedition revealed little about the ancient civilization, aside from an ancient tome bearing a mark that resembles an oil lamp, which have been used in folklore for generations. He was secretive about the book, revealing almost no information about it to Vandal. For many more years, Vandal continued to learn under his professor, becoming more and more adept in the ways of magic. But, as the years passed, The Mage became eccentric and started to sink into madness.In the course of time, Taonos entered his master's office to check in on him, but found him hunched over the grimoire with a deranged look on his face. Vandal tried to help his master, but he attacked him. After a short fight, Vandal had no choice but to injure his master. As the Mage was nearing end, he had a moment of transparency, grabbing his student and told him only one words, "temple". He then handed Taonos the novel and transformed to a fearsome creature. Vandal rushed in to combat with his Wand overhead and fought until the last of his breath. Surrounded in blood he struck the final blow upon the unknown creature, ripping the skull from its head in retribution. Vandal flu from his home, frightened that he was to be accused for his teacher's death. Vandal travels the land, searching for answers about what happened to his tutor, the Arch-Mage.

Backstory: Part 2
Vandal trained himself in the art of runes, rivaled Dark Elves and upstart dwarf clan heads. In the process of the training, he discovered a secret passage that led straight to a town. He followed it up, and there saw humans for the first time in decades.

''I fear that for years I had no name, I had no one beside me as I lived and survived in this treacherous place, as I awoke in a decrepit, demolished cave I call home, with my small weak body. In my early years of this life, I would be shunted away for my strange behavior, and pushed to the side for my odd passions. Elves society, and those that inhabited it would soon burn a hatred in my heart for my kind and their actions. There was no love in those days, and I would not seek the love of others. I soon took myself far away, and wandered these lands before me for a purpose. I scoured far and wide, learning a few things from those who would be willing to teach, for something in return. I learned how to fight with a multitude of weapons, how to surmise the land before me, and how to stay out of sight and blend with those around me. As I used these skills to survive, I found myself feeling a power surge forth from myself. For what this entails for myself, I did not care, and I still do not.''

Once he approached the villagers, they dissolve the illusion magic and he was raid by demonic creatures from all directions. The creatures were humanoid but various in apperance, their only similar qualities being blackened flesh and a hunger to kill. They were tearing through the villiage as Vandal killed one by one. Their master, a nine foot tall lanky man with ripped black robes, hair as black as tear, and hands as shady as the shadow.

The fight that ensued was powerful, yet quick. After dodging and weaving several of the devil's attacks, Vandal was struck and flung into the rubble of the town church, his shoulders impaled by two broken wooden beams. It was then that the Grimoire given to him had enough.

Vandal felt a surge of power course through his body, the sound around him intensifying as his heart pulsed rapidly. His whole body burned as he gave out a howl of rage and streaks of golden energy flew out of his body and to the invaders. The beams weaved through rubble, buildings, and streets like the Warden seeking their targets. After all the rogues were reverted, the beams of energy converged on himself. He screeched in agonizing defeat as he was pierced right through the heart. Vandal collapsed on the ground, his wounds extended, and blacked out.

  Dont worry my child, hope and rebirth always begin with the End  - a mysterious voice to Vandal