Marcus
Human
}}Strength{0} Dexterity{0} Willpower{3} Magic{3} Cunning{0}
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Post by Marcus on Sept 26, 2012 20:09:35 GMT -5
The sound of soft foot falls could be heard amoung the drops of rain along the path to the stronghold of the mage rebels. Marcus glanced up his hood over his head as he walked to help with the weather as he made his way towards the fort his staff acting as a walking stick as he walked. Marcus had heard about the mage's fighting for freedom almost every mage in Thedas knew about it but most tended to keep to them selves when they were free.
Marcus had heard the rumors when he had still be part of the magister lord council in Tevinter and he had to admit he was slightly curios about the rebels. This was what had made Marcus begin his little journey not that anyone would try and stop the lone wanderer. Marcus finaly reached the fort and sighed when the rain fianaly stoped and Marcus glanced up at the sky as the slowly began to clear.
Marcus slowly approched the door his staff leading it's weilders way as he approced his eyes surveying the area as he walked. He was able to talk the guards into letting him pass not that to two mages needed much convinceing once he showed them a spell proveing he was a mage and not some spy. Marcus began to study the court yard when the Mage's said they would send for someone to show him around.
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