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Name: Chrisa Colds (Possible fake surname)
Age: 21
Race: Human
Occupation: Triumvirate Wizard
Organization: Triumvirate
Allies: Johanna, Owen, Thud, Emiliana, Evananda, Hito, Dain, Kyle, Ulrich, Evananda, Roland, Jeshana, Sariel, Tigen, Aryanna, Cirion
Friends: Valten, Septimus, Aeria
Close Friends/Fancies: Darius (Friend)
Bonds (Love or Very close Friend): N/A
Eye Color: Intense blue
Hair Color: Red
Favored Weapon: Blessed Longsword
School of Specialization: Divination
Spell Circles Known: Cantrips, 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th
Custom Spells: Discern Dreams (3rd Circle), Locate Object (4th Circle), Scry (4th Circle)
Background
"Divination - when mastered - will let you be everywhere at once. You will see be able to see thing leagues away as if they were only inches from your face, and in time you will see the follies of our past mistakes and the potentials of our future choices." -Derin Tallfellow of Neverwinter Wood
Chrisa is effectively an orphan. Whatever choices of those behind her lead her to the doorstep of the wizard Derin. A fledgling wizard at best in his day, but a master on the theories of magic none-the-less, the half-elf took in the small human babe. As her foster father, the man was honest and kind, giving her but five years before he mentioned her sudden adoption. For a child, at least, she took it well for the man was a good man and had never drove her wrong.
It was a happy childhood, filled with playing and helping with chores. Derin made enough coin and knew enough magic to make life in the wood of Neverwinter a relatively easy one. It would not be long though before young Chrisa would marvel at her father's magics and ask him to teach her. And what right did he have to deny her? So, at the age of six, she was being taught the basic theories of weaving magic.
It was not long before Derin realized that Chrisa was not what you'd call a normal child. The pace in which she was able to absorb and even cast the simplest cantrips was nothing less of amazing. She was especially adapted at divination spells, being able to detect magic at the early age of seven. Derin had heard of such spellcasting prodigies, but had never had the experience of meeting one and here she was - but a young child for the molding.
Derin took it upon himself to teach her the best he could and soon realized that she was also magic attuned to those things around her, able to pick out the most mundane-looking magical items. Unsure of where this child came from or who her parents could've possible been to produce such a magic-adapt child, he felt it his responability to teach her the wrong and right of the world as he knew it.
As the woman grew up and studied on her free time, it was not but a decade before before she was beginning to teach him a few new tricks of the trade. It was a good thing for her, as often the teacher learns as much as they teach. By the age of twenty, as sad as it was for the wizard, he gave Chrisa his own books on magic theory and bid her farewell to the world.
With one last piece of advice, "Remember: Magic is nothing without use. You must find purpose in it or it will go to waste. Good or bad - choose, and you will have more courage than those that waste away in research for it's own sake. I will pray, however, you stay on the path of good and have the courage to weather the dark storms," he sent her on her way.
... in time, she found her wandering lead her to Sundren.
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(OOC Note: I will be posting "melodies" or entries about certain aspects of her life. Instead of posting new entries for when things change, the entries will be updated with existing information. Should I find that I reach the character limit, I'll post a second entry and update it as necessary.)

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