[Name:] Ezekiel Marx
[Race:] Warlock
[Gender:] Male
[Age:] 19
[Year at Camp:] First year
[Strengths:]
-Brilliant Alchemist
-Ritualism expert
-Vague fortune telling ability
-Practitioner of pyromancy
[Weaknesses:]
-Physically frail
-Too trusting
-Lacking in spell variety
-Emotionally weak
[Special Skills:] Zeke may not have any groundbreaking abilities but his knowledge of Alchemy and Rituals make him an excellent choice for recovery and healing, his rituals even allow him to communicate with the dead.
[Personality:] Zeke is usually very cold and uncaring, keeping a rather neutral state when communicating with others. He is known to be rather trusting in others for some odd reason as he believes that everybody deserves a strong level of trust and a chance to redeem themselves if that trust is broken.
[Bio:] Zeke was born to a coven of witches and warlockes that hid within the Northern forests of Canada. For years they trained him and his younger sister how to manipulate magic to perform common tasks and how to use alchemy to cure illnesses and to help recover from injuries. Zeke showed great skill with the arts of Alchemy and the practice of Ritualism, the ability to summon spirits and familiars as well as speak with the dead. His excellent use of these two schools made him a prime candidate for Coven Chief if he was able to continue improving his skills and working hard amongst his kind.
However, Zeke found himself bored of his kind's lack of action, which he would find in a small cult of pyromancers that hid just Southwest of his home in a secluded cave. He joined their group and practiced the art of pyromancy alongside ritualism to summon a new branch of familiars, Hell-hounds to be exact. Zeke once again proved his magical superiority in this group quickly becoming a proud and powerful pyromancer, the other members of his group began to call him Ifirit, the name of a powerful fire demon that once waged a war on humanity but was defeated, although he did manage to scorch a great deal of land.
The extreme amount of magical essence in the air drew the attention of ice demons that were hiding away on the far western side of the forest. The ice demons invaded the village where Zeke's family lived and slaughtered the entire coven, draining the very magic from their being before finishing them off. Zeke was practicing a new style of ritualist magic that would allow him to mentally communicate with the dead to prevent others from eavesdropping, however this led to an unexpected result, the souls of the witches and warlockes entered into his mind lying dormant and speaking to him in his dreams.
Zeke returned to the village after midnight and discovered the end result of the attack, finding a few ice demon corpses along the way that confirmed his suspicions on who had invaded the village. Zeke broke down emotionally as he approached his family's house, finding them lined up just outside the front door and drained of any magical essence. After gathering some supplies Zeke started to wander from place to place, offering his services as an alchemist and cleric, hiding his warlock upbringing to prevent any future problems.
[Likes:]
-Tea
-Omelets
-Candy (Specifically suckers)
-Writing in his journal
-Pyromancy
-Experimenting with new recipes (Alchemy)
-Quiet places to relax
-Planning elaborate pranks
[Dislikes:]
-Gum
-Soft drinks
-Loud noises
-Cyromancy
-When his experiments explode
-Necromancy
-Ice demons
[Other Information:] Due to Zeke's practice of ritualism during the ice demon invasion he absorbed the minds of his allied pyromancers, due to this there are times in which Zeke may experience psychotic episodes of extreme emotions (Rage, sorrow, joy, etc).
[Current Events:] As Zeke was working as a cleric in a small fae village he was told of a camp for the troubled youth of every race. Gathering more information Zeke set out to join this camp, looking to hopefully improve his spells and abilities further.
