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The Wizards Guild of Devardec |
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Land Title: Troublesome – as if! Race: Faery – and all rumours to the contrary are Wrong. Class: Didn’t attend any – probably explains why I can’t read Clan: Faery! Citizenship: Tranos - home of all the sweet and pure… Level: 117 Glevel: 117 Born: 23rd Frostfall 176 which makes me 22! (has 10 fingers, 10 toes and 2 wings – 22 is the maximum count possible) Temple: Well yes, I’ve been removed from a few… none of it my fault you understand. Household: Wisdom and Exploration – obviously I’m in the first category! Personal history: I’ve been the model of good behaviour and a shining example to all around me. I have studied magic enthusiastically, worked tirelessly for my guild and spent my life on good deeds and charity work. Hmm – well ok, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration… but in truth – I never stole anything I didn’t want at the time and I’m a very good and careful dragon owner as the exquisite manners and condition of my beloved Smudge can attestify to. And I do know my way into the guild treasury…(and consider myself a charity) Ooooh Sorry – this was the bit where I was supposed to tell you all of the horrid and terrible things that have happened in my life – oops? Guess I forgot to take part in them…. I did, however, remember to take part in the whole getting fantastic friends and a perfect partner though…and next time I go on a cake shopping trip for a few years, I’m going to take him with me ::nods:: Favourite saying: If you can’t prove it, I didn’t do it! Favourite spell: All of them – but it is my life’s ambition to master the ‘purple spot-making spell’. Favourite drink: Anything alcoholic that someone else is paying for. Favourite food: Cake. Cookies. There are other foodstuffs?
Pet hate: People who limit their achievements with their imagination. Hobbies: Eating Cake; Tidying (other people’s) lockers; Entertaining the baby dragons and teaching them new tricks; turning people into bugs; being spoilt rotten by everyone that knows me.
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