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User Name: Alistair the Gray

Character Name: Merlin

Aliases: Marcus Holmes "Mark"

True Love:

Enemies: Cora

Likes:Sleeping, Eating, Working
with magic, cleaning.

Dislikes: chores, people abusing magic, Mr. Gold, Regina, Cora

A little personal history: Being born with an innate skill in magic, Merlin was amazingly talented form a young age. Traveling across the world doing different things and helping many people. He found himself in Camelot about three years before Regina placed the curse. Where he met his best friend King Arthur Pendragon. There he stayed as the court physician assistant and personal squire to Arthur. Wise yet young he helped Arthur with any task feeling it was his duty as a friend and for the good of Camelot. When Arthur found out Merlin was able to use magic, he changed some of the laws passed by his father Uthur, lifting the ban on magic in Camelot however still persecuting those that used it for evil. Merlin was raised to Court Wizard however it was not long lived.

After the curse was cast, Mark felt he was missing something though couldn't tell what, being shunned by his peers, and often treated like he was scum he quickly worked to find himself some place he could feel welcome. He got a job working for The Daily Mirror where he spent most of his time when not attending class. He grew an odd friendship with Archie attending counseling meetings to discuss his "issues" and why people didn't seem to like him very much. He often would go to Granny's Diner where he would normally order a burger with onions and bbq sauce. When he wasn't feeling in the mood for a burger he would normally go to his small apartment and cook for himself, as well as clean obsessively.

During the summer, Mark would normally get multiple jobs besides his job at the Daily Mirror, normally anything changing from year to year. When he was not busy working over the summer he would spend his time reading and writing, though normally just reading, interesting tales of mythical lands where kings ruled. Lands of magic, where the fate of the world rested in the hands of the most unlikely of people. Cocky and arrogant at times, though normally calm and quiet, with a sweet disposition.


Roleplay Sample: He woke from a restless night, levitating above his bed. It had been so long without magic that now he had to learn to control it once again. It was tough, but it was something he would do over the next few months. The feeling of magic around him, as odd as it was in this world and uncertain, it felt good. Rumpelstiltskin and Regina would be gaining their powers back as well as time moved one, and he had to work faster. He did not like either of them, but he could not help that, if they needed his help to get everyone back to the other world, he would gladly lend a hand, as one of the most powerful wizards of the other world he still had some authority in this world. twenty eight years, and he had not aged past twenty,

He cooked himself breakfast using his greatest control of magic to move things but even then things didn't work right, eggs were splattered on the walls and floor before breakfast was finished. The balance here was horrible, but it worked. He was better than a week before, and better still from the week before that. He had slightly more control now, and did not splatter more than seven eggs this time, one less than the day before. He felt he could be the first to remaster the use of magic in this world. He ate in silence, and then went to go to the well, and from there the mines.