The setting had a vaguely Roman feel. The character awoke in a strange place, surrounded by signs that indicating that they had been involved in a mysterious ritual. Nobody could remember anything about who they had been or any relevant facts about the world. From the initial confusion, I discovered that I was a master of air magic, specializing in lightning. My character, as of yet unnamed, was a Storm Sorcerer. He could wield the power of lightning to destroy his foes. The rest of the group was a motley crew of strange folk, most of whom were made even stranger by the lack of context regarding race and gender.
It took a number of sessions, maybe three or four, for me to even name this rather strange character I had discovered. At that time, the newly named Quintus also underwent a transformation, becoming the newly released Air Elementalist instead of a Storm Sorcerer. The Elementalist was new and I was interested in giving it a crack. Besides, I felt like the Storm Sorcerer was not quite my class. From that, Quintus the Air Mage was finally born.
|I am the Master of Wind and Lightning is my servant!|
|The Elementalist: Simple yet Effective.|