Gage

Information

Character Full Name: Gage Witchwood / Ellis Bricktrench

Character In-Game Name: Gage

Nickname(s):

Association(s): Stormwind City and surrounding provinces.

Race: Human

Class: Warlock

Age: 33

Sex: Male

Hair: Black and greasy at the scalp. Tends to curl.

Eyes: Gray

Weight: About 150

Height: About 6"3'

Appearance

Slim but not lanky. Low muscle mass.

Civilian clothing.

Personality

An brooding, overweening, holier(?)-than-thou, wrapped in discreet professionalism. Constantly feels above and beyond others. Incapable of humility, but unresponsive to praise. Often feels above authority, and disregards law somewhat. He doesn't care about the rights of others, and to an extent, doesn't care about his own. Gage looks at most things in a negative light, and anything that doesn't seem to bother him just 'Goes according to plan'. Although he will admit to misanthropic tendencies, Gage deals with his friends on a case by case basis. He singles out the majority of his relationships and never introduces them to each other. Luckily for him, he doesn't make friends very often.

Gage has lately been an uninspired hermit. He casts himself out of the hustle of modern life, and only returns to pluck out what he needs from it. Gage enjoys the sciences, and downplays the arts. Creative achievement doesn't interest him initially, but he eventually finds a use for everything.

History

Gage was born to a family, if you can call a single mother and a crippled boyfriend family, in the the most threadbare section of Westfall. Back then, however, his name was Ellis, a suggestion by some farmer locals. Ellis' carekeepers, being a pair of urban socialites, really couldn't survive in such a harsh environment. Ellis grew up measly, poor, but educated. His mother's lover, a practiced magician, found the boy's fecund mind a perfect medium to share a wealth knowledge. It was a good thing too, because without a pair of working legs, he was facing expulsion from the Bricktrench family ranch. Under Mr.Witchwood's tutelage, the boy managed to make up for his mentor's inability and then some. Mr. Witchwood had one Ace up his sleeve however; the chance of Gage's chance at moving to Dalaran.

Productivity never picked up at the homestead, however. By Ellis's teenage years, he was repairing faulty farming equipment in places as far away as Lakeshire, and soon enough, that's where he would end up. Cocky and rebellious, Ellis would leave his mother and Mr.Witchwood, to open up his business in the boom town of Lakeshire. If leaving his family wasn't enough, his pretentious boast would be. Mr. Witchwood had only recently begun to elaborate on the dangers of 'darker magics', believing the teenaged Ellis to be ready. Ellis believed himself not only ready to learn, but ready to perform. Sensing Mr. Witchwood's resistance to the new lesson, Ellis decided to do his own snooping around. After spending a good deal of his commission (100% actually.) on occultist tomes and dark scriptures, Ellis decided to perform a rite so powerful, that his skill could never be questioned again.

Ellis had mailed a large poster sized parchment to a contact in Lakeshire. He claimed it to be a map, and it was, but the back was something else entirely. A ritual circle complete with sigils and symbols was inked into the map, and Ellis had made the accompanying circle on his bedroom floor. He called for Witchwood, to witness his take on teleportation, a magic regarded as difficult to perform and not extremely safe. As Witchwood wheeled himself to Ellis' room, the young man had already begun the rite. With a flick of a razor, blood leaked from Ellis' palm onto the sigil and in a flash, Ellis was gone.

Ellis reappeared, this time he was standing on a desk in Witchwood's room, right next door. The crackle of dark energies had amplified itself and manifest into a magical disturbance that had already begun to consume the small home. Witchwood, identifying the disturbance as a result of the proximity of the two circles, decided to commit to a sacrifice for his mistake of intercepting Ellis' letter. Witchwood attempted to dampen the fields of energy in both rooms, but was largely unsuccessful. Instead, Witchwood would absorb the flares of magic and would discharge them in an array of magic muffins, fireballs, and sheep. Ellis was unaware of his intentions, and believed Witchwood to have been sucked in by the torrent. The young man's presumptuous confidence flung him headlong into the storm and he believed he could funnel all the energy neatly away, and save his mentor. This only added fuel to the fire and the resulting flares of magic lashed away at the foundations of the house and tore it down, plank by plank. Witchwood, stunned by his student's irresponsibility, was unable to focus on the difficult procedure to siphoning and discharging magic, and was promptly torn apart by the rampant energy.

The wildfire of magic eventually dissipated around Witchwood, and Ellis did not even check for signs of life before escaping. Well, he's been on the run ever since. With Witchwood's possessions, he adopted a new identity, and became Gage Witchwood. Now, as Gage, the runaway warlock, he struggles to escape his inner demons as well any others. He believes he will be hunted down by these ghosts and torn apart, unless he can defend himself. Ever since, he's been living as a vagabond, a novice machinist, and dark wizard.