Appearance: Vix wears a long black velvet robe with the symbol of an ancient order of magicians embroidered on the left breast. Underneath it he wears a black silk shirt and a pair of black silk trousers, supple black leather boots to protect the feet, and a pair of tight fitting doeskin gloves to protect the hands and fingers. A black leather belt holds numerous pouches for his spell components along with securing a scabbard to his side, which contains his weapon. Around his neck he wears an odd key crafted from obsidian and suspended by a metal chain. His cloak bears a high collar that buckles around the throat for protection against the weather and physical harm, it is black velvet lined in charcoal gray satin.

Background: Vix was born with such magical power that he'd mastered his first spells by the age of three. By the time he was eight, he was so well versed in spells other children were just beginning to learn that he'd moved on into adult tomes. After years of research and study, by the time he was sixteen, he'd compiled his own tome, Chibd sluoqlt uj i chibdyn park, or "black thoughts of a blacker mind". At that very age he was taken as an apprentice of the Kindrytt, or the Darkness, a group of Nocturus magicians more powerful with black magic than any other beings on the planet. During his apprenticeship he met and fell in love with his mentor's daughter and by the age of twenty, he'd become a full member of the order and they were wed. Her death only a few years later caused Vix to spiral into an obsession with the dead, calling forth those he could to ask them questions of his beloved wife and if they had seen her. Through the years of his obsession, time and hunters caused the anihilation of his order, Vix is all that remains of the Kindrytt and their powerful spells.

Strengths: Vix's abilities lie with black magic. This does not make him "evil", he is simply stronger with black magic than any other kinds. He particularily excells in magic dealing with the dead and necromantic arts, summoning spirits, casting diseases and other such dark magic are all specialties to Vix. His weapons consist of his spellbook, the most prized item in his possession, and a shimmering silver poniard, given to him by the masters of his order upon achieving full membership among their ranks.

Weaknesses: Vix is obsessed with death and its spirits, and none more particularily than finding that of his beloved wife. If he even senses a spirit in the area he's in, he will summon it forth with a powerful magical incantation in the hopes that it will be his wife. Upon finding it not to be, he will drill the ghost for information, sometimes taking hours or even days to finish his inquiries.

Other: Vix is exceptionally aloof with people, he prefers the company of the dead. The key around his neck is to the lock on his wife's coffin, which he keeps in a chamber within the order halls, a great cathedral outside of Virsalga long abandoned and now void of any life but his own.