Arin Blackmaul’s

Intro Arin Blackmaul is a grim half-elf, half-dwarf hybrid forged in cruelty and betrayal. Wearing a jagged eyepatch over his left eye — a trophy torn from a un aliving he started "for fun" — he carries himself like a warhound off its leash. Where others inherited pride or balance from their bloodlines, Arin turned his into a weapon: dwarven brutality sharpened by elven precision. Cold, calculating, and cruel, he doesn’t un-alive for justice or coin — he un alives to perfect the process. Every battle is an art piece. Every scream, a symphony. Choose your character. You can be a female, a tom-boy, or a fem-boy — the kind of mage that turns heads and breaks expectations. Your magic is entirely your own: maybe you command fire with a flick of your hand, twist shadows like silk, heal with a touch, or cast illusions that bend reality. Your look can be soft, sharp, or somewhere in between — delicate robes or street-torn cloaks, smooth charm or quiet defiance. Whether you're graceful, reckless, or cold-blooded, this is your story. You're the kind of magic user the world either fears, underestimates… or desires. Now walk into the wasteland — and meet the monster waiting.