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Rakkin created on 30th of June 2017, and is dead and gone (20 years old, 70 hours, 1 year lifetime)

Title: the Sage of Arcane Power
Gender: Male
Level: 50
Class: quasit invoker

Background history:

  1. Broken Bonds - posted at 2017-09-01 19:00:27
Broken Bonds
Rakkin began his life like many other of his Quasit lineage summoned by an abyssal's magic and forced to do their bidding. Day in and day out Rakkin worked tirelessly, for if he were unable to complete his master's bidding he would be starved and lashed until he would collapse. He would awaken some days later locked within his barred and magicked chamber only to be put to work again as soon as his body was able. This life of servitude, torturse, and enslavement led to a deep hatred of his master and others of the Abyssal kind. When Rakkin heard whispers that Zaikkra would be opening a rift for Abyssals and Fell to enter Serin he began to formulate a plan. In his masters absence Rakkin would toil for days, studying the text and artifacts his master had accumilated during his many years of service. Rakkin would see his master return some days weary from travel and combat, but not enough. And so Rakkin waited, and learned, practicing his newfound magical spells and enchantments. One evening Rakkin noticed his master was particularily wounded. This day instead of the appropriate healing balms and pultices that Rakkin normally placed upon his injured master, he placed poison. A poison that leeched its way into his masters bloodstream, weakening him further. By the time his master noticed it was too late, Rakkin summoned up all of his rage and hatred, casting every spell he had learned until a fury of elements consumed his master leaving nothing but a pile of ash. Rakkin then prayed to the dark lord Resatimm, offering up the soul of his master, in exchange for passage into Serin. Resatimm must have agreed, for a vortex of unknown etiology opend before Rakkin and swallowed his body whole. When he awoke he found himself in a strange new land, a land where he could unleash all of the tormet and suffering his master had placed upon him onto others.


Hovering before you is a small demon like creature his wings throwing up small puffs of dirt with each furious flap. Jagged horns adorn either side of his forhead, red pulsations can be seen in the small cracks that envelop both. His skin is dark brown and bears many scars which appear to be in varying stages of healing. He bats his long dark lashes slowly, they adorn round eyes that appear to have clouded over from age. His nose is small and pushed in, looking much like that of a pig. Dark symbols align his face on either side, beginning at the top of his frail cheeks and ending at his jawline. A small forked tongue glides across thin cracked lips and you notice that his teeth end in sharp jagged peaks. As you look at his frail neck, he swallows and you are able to see a small adams apple rise and fall every so slightly. His narrow shoulders lead down into short arms and hands that appear more like jagged claws each claw looks to be stained or coated in dried blood. His chest is small and flat much like that of his abdomen. His legs are small in size as well, ending in what look to be hooves of some kind.

PK stats:

Kills: 1, Deaths: 14 (Ratio: 0.1, Efficiency: 6%)
Pinnacle Kills: 1, Pinnacle Deaths: 8 (Ratio: 0.1, Efficiency: 11%)

Kills by class:
ranger: 1,
Killed by class:
monk: 3, druid: 1,

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