Malchior_920
Legacy Name: Malchior_920

Name: Malchior
Age: 1035 years old
Personality: Wise, omnipotent, impatient
Habits: Meddling, speaking in riddles, people-watching

Background:
Malchior was once the blood and flesh of a black dragon. He was as all drakelings were: mischievous, curious, and bold.

But one day, as Malchior explored the edge of the nearby village, he was stumbled upon by a family of mages. Among this family was a young apprentice.
Enslaving Malchior was to be his final task before becoming a journeyman. But this particular magelet wasn't yet so adept, however, and mangled his spells. One spell rendered Malchior formless, another sent gave him a spirit form as the poor boy thought he needed to see him physically in order to be-spell him. Neither spell was stable and it had unforeseen effects. When the next spell came, Malchior ate it.

The first spell had rendered him physically untouchable. The second spell had rendered him magically untouchable to the dismay of both the boy and his parents. They ran. He stayed, still quite confused. His father and siblings did not know how to help him so they sent him to find the oldest dragon alive.

Ais'linn the Old was very old and very wise. But she was not powerful enough to fix him and told him that no one was. He was an impossibility that no one had thought of and one that no one could replicate on purpose. So she offered to teach him magic, to keep him sane and occupied. Due to her tutelage, Malchior became neither power hungry nor arrogant (well not so much as arrogant as self-assured).

As time passed, he grew accustomed to life as a spirit. It wasn't as if he couldn't touch things if he wanted to. He was quite fascinated by magic and considered it far more interesting than terrorizing nearby villages.

But after some 300 years, Ais'linn finally crossed over to the realm of the Tai'sha, leaving Malchior and her earthly shell behind. Malchior was inconsolable and grieved for another three centuries. It wasn't until he figured out that he could move to other worlds that he started to live again.
Though he did not have the power to enter Tai'sha, he figured that if he did collect enough power. he one day could. With that in mind he set off to do so, traveling vast distances to magical sources.

Present:
He found it quite easy to collect magic but he found it tiring and dull. He had only been lucky enough to witness one mage war which unfortunately ended due to his presence. (No mage wanted to fight with a dragon spirit taking all of their hits after all.) Other ways needed more subtlety and patience: something Malchior had never developed.

So he found a companion. A man who needed the same sustenance and was willing to benefit from a mutual relationship. He found he no longer had to do the work as Severn can actually interact with others without scaring them...much.

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