Pyxis

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Player: flammos200

Character Full Name: Pyxis Erehvan

Character In-Game Name: Pyxis

Nickname(s): Pyx, You there! (By the poor few that get close to her and by random strangers respectively.)

Association(s): Independent. Formerly, the Scryers.

Race: Blood Elf

Class: Warlock

Age: 125

Sex: Female

Hair: Dark red and unruly, reaching down past her shoulders. She does try her best to keep it clean, though.

Eyes: Fellish-Green, with her eyes being glow-less and extremely bloodshot to the point that all the whites are gone.

Weight: 52 Kg.

Height: 1,76 m.

Appearance

Not all that much. She wears whatever she can scavenge, scrounge up, or buy, and thanks to Fel adding to her recklessness, she finds little need for protection. She is modest in her chosen apparel, though. Boots, gloves, a tunic, and shorts are her most frequent garbs, but they vary from time to time, according to climate. She's actually fond of the outfits she puts together.

Other: Her teeth look crowded, pointed and irregular, having been broken a number of times through combat and accidents alike - hey hurt when she eats, for instance. They are the reason for her speech impediment. They are surprisingly clean however, owing to a modest dietary intake of sugar and various natural acids.

Sigils and symbols are scrawled on the sides of her abdomen, thighs, and even one star-like symbol on the sole of her left foot. Oddly enough, they don't look "evil". In fact, they're quite colorful and cheery. In addition, she almost always has a box of crayons with her.

Personality

Pyxis is a hedonist through and through. She finds pleasure and attaining happiness to be the goals of her existence, and will stop at nothing to achieve them. As Fel has practically nullified her sense of morality, she can appear cruel one moment, and oddly kind the next. She is an unpredictable person, all in all. For one, she enjoys drawing on various objects and sometimes people – She's not very good at it, but she tries...

Pyxis delights in Fel Magic because it brings her pleasure and the usual exhilarating high, and she is quite adept at it. It's one of the few things she takes seriously, due to the fact that it benefits her, and helps her achieve her aforementioned goal. She appears blunt or straightforward most of the time, but that is not to say that she is unintelligent - The practice of magic practically forbids that. She treats magic more as an art, however, than a science, and often experiments, or improvises on previously set rituals, in hopes of achieving a heightened effect. She goes about spellcasting, combat and daily life alike with an almost childish enthusiasm, but that's to be expected from someone who just wants a quick and easy path to happiness.

The practice of Fel has instilled in her arrogance and made her reckless however, and she sometimes ends up battered or injured due to this. Pyxis cares little for races and holds a general dislike towards most Alliance races due to their hatred of Fel Magic, but is far more comfortable around Blood Elves and Orcs than any other people. She finds Forsaken eerie, owing in part to how she associates them with the Scourge that sacked Quel'thalas during the Third War.

History

Born in Quel'thalas, as the majority of the Quel'dorei of the time, Pyxis was a jovial, playful child. She had a distinct liking for travel, exploration and copious amounts of sweets, but the former of the two presented very little opportunities for the young girl. Her parents were kind and understanding, if a bit too much on the soft side, coddling her at times.

As Pyxis grew, she expressed a distinct interest in the Arcane, and attended an education on such a path as soon as she was able to. She undertook training and study diligently, but something just didn't seem to click. Despite being fairly good at what she did, she felt unhappy with her direction in life, and ended up working in the candy-making business, as a conjurer of fine pastries, as well as odd jobs, which put her more combat-oriented spells and her physical body to the test.

The years passed quickly for Pyxis and she buried herself in study and work for the majority of them. And for a time, things went well... or at least, until the Scourge came. The Scourge caught the young Pyxis by surprise entirely, and while she barely had time to retreat, she survived through the Siege on Silvermoon, by what could only be called dumb luck.

After the Siege, as the remnants of the broken, battered elves were left without a source of magic to sate their thirst, she tried helping as much as she could with rebuilding, before Kael'thas returned to the Quel'dorei with a new means of staving off their hunger for magic: Draining demons of their energy. Pyxis was quick to adopt this new form of attaining satiation, and found that she delighted in Fel, having become a Blood Elf.

Quickly adopting the mindset that Fel, and the magic that came with it, were the means by which to attain happiness for which she'd been seeking for the entirety of her existence, Pyxis found herself practicing and practicing, growing more and more entranced by the seductive form of power, enough that it became an addiction to cast and consume. She followed the Prince to Outland alongside some of her people not out of a desire to serve, or out of loyalty, but simply out of the fact that he brought to the elves a way to be happy quickly and easily. Of course, her personality was warped by it, but she disregarded the changes she suffered, focusing on the pleasure and enjoyment that it gave her.

Not long after that exodus, she alongside a number of the forces at Kael'thas' disposal were sent to besiege the city of Shattrath, but before combat began, the leader of the Blood Elven troops - Voren'thal the Seer, asked to see the Naaru and pledged the force to the Sha'tar, giving birth to the Scryers. A little disgruntled, Pyxis carried on regardless, and worked with the Scryers for a time.

Pyxis grew to find the Scryers' approach of moderation towards magic a little stifling, and over time, relations between her and the organization became distant, until she was simply no longer part of it. She decided she'd give her own go at making a life for herself, for better or for worse, and she travelled about Outland for the entire duration of the War against the Lich King, not taking part in any major conflicts.

Still practicing her precious Fel-magic and questing for happiness, the warped Pyxis of today wanders the two worlds of Outland and Azeroth, falling into all manners of wacky adventures, some more dangerous than others...

Skills and Abilities

Pyxis takes a junkie's path to Warlockery, and mixes it with wild innovation and often self-destructive pursuits:

Chaos Armor
Combining the three defensive spells: Demon Skin, Demon Armor and Fel Armor, Pyxis calls forth a suit of armor around herself that seems to be made of a resistant, leathery substance with a fleshy aspect. It combines the effects of all three of the spells, but it has the drawback of being Fel-corruptive on the wearer, and it exhudes a pretty easy to trace amount of Fel energy. Sometimes, it's almost like the armor is alive and writhing in agony...
She Who Thirsts
Pyxis' sword is enchanted to loose small amounts of the three Warlock Drain spells on the targets struck with it: Drain Mana, Life and Soul.
Ner'zhul's Black Tendrils
Shadowfury, rather than an explosion of Shadowflame, summons demonic tendrils from the ground, damaging and incapacitating enemies as per the spell description.
Cursed Cultist
Pyxis is able to use Curse, Corruption and Immolation spells on Touch or in Melee strikes.
The Power of Crayons
Pyxis is knowledgeable enough in Inscription to allow her to create glyphs of the spells she uses, allowing her to evoke the spells from the symbols thus produced, just like any other Inscriber.
Eldritch Abominations
The demons Pyxis summons often end up horribly wrong. Whether it's a Fel-guard covered in eyes, or a Succubus that ends up looking like a grotesque, bloated horror, the Warlock's demons seem to be as wildly misshapen as their summoner's own personality. Due to this, they are not quite as effective as those summoned by other Warlocks.