Rasma

Information

Character Full Name: Rasmial Silverstream

Character In-Game Name: Rasma

Nickname(s): Magi, Rasma

ssociation(s): Sin'Sholai

Race: Blood Elf

Class: Mage

Age: 147

Sex: Male

Hair: Light Red

Eyes: Green

Weight: 123 Lbs

Height: 6"5'

Alignment: Neutral, Neutral

Appearance

Loose traveling robes, well worn gloves and boots.

Other: He is an Amnesiac and does not know his real name

Personality

Rasma is generally kind, but can get worked up over some issues, witch will make him lash out with some spite but almost never with violence unless in self defense. He is proud of his heritage, and 'knows' that blood elves are superior to all. Extremely distrusting of every race aside from his kin, aside from the Draenei, whom he knows little about from his studies, how ever he distrusts them regardless. His passion is knowledge and learning is his greatest joy, his favored areas to study and inspect are things related to history and magic, but he also loves to study for the sake of learning even if it is outside his main focus. He Commonly sees his Amnesia is a blessing, seeing how the war effected others of his kind he believes he is lucky for what he may have forgotten, to the point where he does not search out his individual past at all. He freely sustains others of his race with food and drink he conjures, but does accept payment when insisted. And when feeling out matched he is not above running away to better prepare and come back to finish what he started. He will honor things he sees as worth his effort, and will ignore things he feels to waste his time. He cares deeply for his kin, but beyond that there is little he cares for beyond his studies.

History

Rasmial was born long before the wars that would come to ravage the Eastern Kingdoms, he was born to an average elven family, both his parents were both mages, they were loving to him but he never seemed overly affectionate to them, often times only giving affection when he was given it first. He is an only child, and was often distant from other children, preferring his solitude, generally he would spend his time alone, wandering the peaceful forests, here he befriended a small white cat that he named Snow Step.

When he turned ninety, he was sent to an arcane academy, the Academy of the Equinox, send to learn the ways of the Magi. He brought Snow Step with him keeping her with him, in his studies he excelled, learning quickly, at the time of the second war he was still considered a child and was not allowed to participate, but listened to rumors about it, taking an interest in subjects beyond the forests of Quel'Thalas, but his primary focus was still his studies. At the end of the second war he remained in Quel'Thalas, not harboring allegiance to the Alliance over his allegiance to his homeland.

During the Third war when Arthas burst into Quel'Thalas slaughtering his kin Rasmial stood alongside his fellow students defending their homeland from the undead, he managed to destroy several of the minions, the full strength of the group halting a small fraction of the dead legion, they continued to stave off the attacks until the morning the creaking came, then the Academy began to be pelted with corpses more dead marched towards them supported by necromancers, the small Academy collapsed under the assault, many of the elves there slaughtered in short order with the new reinforcements, the building collapsed, crushing a few survivors and injuring more, Rasmial was among the latter. A chunk of stone fell and hit his head, and he was knocked unconscious by the blow, as the building fell it covered him with dust and he was lucky enough to have the larger debris held above his unconscious form.

He awoke hours later in a haze, with no recollection of who he was, or any memories at all for that matter. He was alone, surrounded by debris, blood, and the dead. He pushed his way out of the mess and left with haste, unsure of what was happening. When the Sunwell was lost, it took a heavy toll on him, still unaware of most of what was going on, it nearly drove him over the edge, he was barely able to hold onto his mind. He started going by the name Rasma from fragments of his name that he recalls in image and sound.

In the time since his loss of self, he has taken to studying magic once more, bits of it spurting up in his mind along with other visions and memories that are incomplete or unfocused. He has taken to traveling and studying history around Quel'Thalas, he also has taken to studying the history of Lorederon but not getting much farther beyond there due to the open hostility towards his kind. He enjoys history greatly due to having no history of his own that he knows of it is how he links to his heritage, and the world around him. He has seen hide nor Hair of Snow Step, only recalling faint images of her not knowing what they mean even.