Doderic Grey

[Doderic]

Name: Doderic Grey

Age: Doderic lost his memory when his accident occured. So no one knows for sure how old he is. However the man looks to be around fifty or sixty.

Sex: Male

Race: Appears Human

Height: 5'10 (Not including ears)

Weight: 140

Appearance: Doderic is a cheery looking wrinkled face with, when he does smile, a warm grin. Behind a pair of round spectacles are deep almond colored eyes. They seem to reflect an image of everything in his sight, giving him a mysterious feeling.
He wears tattered grey and brown robes that once were very elegant and impressive, but were worn over the ages. The robe is lined and trimmed with golden fabric that still shows some shimmer. The wizard also sports a long matching cloak and a tattered pointed hat that has more holes in it than a block of Swiss cheese (mostly from elven arrows, seeing as he doesn’t have great relations with them). Around the neck he wraps a grey wool scarf with trails down to his knees.

Personality: Doderic's personality is quite hard to determine. Between the screaming at every other person, and blasting apart trees that "attack him"

History: Born in the port-city of Zell to a whore in a tavern, his mother who could not care for him considering that Doderic’s father had ran off months ago and a tavern was no place for a baby, she brought him to a mage academy in the wilderness, location unknown to most people. The woman was able to find it after many days of searching. The Mages welcomed the child to the academy and brought him up in the ways of magic.

From there he became a well-respected Wizard with a craving for power. Doderic left the academy and made his own small house to perform experiments and labor over spells in many old spell books. Unfortunately, an experiment led to him having squirrel ears, a bushy tail, and a knack for acorns.

The wizard lost his memory that day, and has been wandering the world ever since...

Weakness: Doderic is insane. He can almost never distinguish a threat from a friend. Although he has his moments, he almost never is a help to anyone.

Weapons: Doderic wields a large oak staff with intricate burned in runes dancing around and up the weapon. On the top of the staff is set a translucent opal that seems to have wind blowing round. In his right hand, he wields an ordinary longsword. Together with the staff and sword he can fight quite well. However usually Doderic is too preoccupied debating with a wall whether the plant, cacalumis iumateer, is a more potent plant for a potion rather than docoramis diramateer.

Class: Wizard. His magic is quite diminutive and almost never takes a huge shape or form. However that doesn't mean that he's week. He can create barriers to protect himself, fire small balls of electricity out of his staff, and use the air to knock people down. Subtle magic is his game.

Alignment: Good

Deity: Doesn’t really care… or seems not to care

I'm sick of playing serious stupid characters... time for some comic relief

This is Chris if you didn't already know...

[Enix]

As for the fact of feeling pitty for the lowly bar whore, I really love this character. From fuzzy ears to bushy tail and sadly human feet, he is approved!