Name: Vistorice Morale (viss-tore-iss more-all)

Country: Craorag

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Magical Specialty: Cryomancy

Appearance: Vistorice takes pride in his Lirimani-like skin, pale as the northern plains of Halyin. His blonde hair almost seems white from afar, and many mistake him as a visitor from another land. Though, it is Craorag; once he reaches eighteen, he'll dye his hair, effectively ending his Lirimani motifs. He is rather average in height, never looking too up or too down when speaking to someone else. He weighs little more than a feather, but that's just about it. Vistorice is a being of softness, delicate glass, and wrinkling silk. He speaks and moves with an ethereal quality. He dresses in the lighter colors of the spectrum, only wearing dark colors on his bad days, which occur often (about twenty-percent of the time). He contrasts himself within these darker hours, when all hell breaks loose and Vistorice becomes cold, bitter, and unlawful. It is all too ironic that he specializes in Cryomancy, for he resembles all qualities of ice. He can be beautiful and forgiving, but taciturn and sharp at the same time. His name even holds the damn word, but who is to say that name is given?

Personality: As said before, Vistorice is a kind soul. His words, however pretentious they may seem, brighten one's day. He is a lovely conversationalist and a diligent student, but he refuses to acknowledge authority. He respects them, sure, but not enough to let them delegate his life. He diplomatically sasses them with a fragile sarcasm, and goes about his day, nicer than before. He doesn't mind being in trouble, but he despises shame. He refers to shame as a state of being; a kind of "hell" that reaches the earthly world. One can tell when he feels ashamed, for he is a different person. On these days- normally, he wakes up like this- he goes simply by Vistor, and he refuses to speak. Those conversations are dumbed down to a simple nod, and his desire to go against authority is diminished to submission. His sense of style, regularly resembling snow and brightness, changes to black. Vistorice and Vistor are still the same person at heart. But, in Vistor's case, the heart is numb and frosted over.

Focus: A bracelet, embroidered with a crystal of an unknown origin. It changes color, from pearl to an obsidian shade, depending on whether or not he is Vistorice or Vistor. It's theorized that he actually has two bracelets, but enchanting more than one object is too much work, is it not?

Other: Vistorice, deep down, dislikes the first king and the hair-dyeing tradition of Craorag. He was a pyromancer, and Vistorice is a cryomancer. Fire melts ice, and that's all that needs to be said.