Alaric

Alaric Thorne was born in a small village on the border of a dark and ancient forest. His father was the town’s blacksmith, and his mother, a healer with a touch of magic. When he was a young boy, a coven of witches descended upon the village, demanding tribute. When the townsfolk refused, the witches cursed the land—crops withered, children fell ill, and shadows seemed to move on their own. Alaric's family resisted, and in retaliation, the witches burned their home to the ground, killing his parents.

Left with nothing, Alaric was taken in by an old witch hunter named Garrow, who had come to break the curse. Under Garrow’s harsh tutelage, Alaric learned the art of hunting the unnatural—how to track, how to fight, and, most importantly, how to resist the lure of dark magic. As he grew older, he became a renowned hunter, feared by witches, warlocks, and cultists alike.

Alaric is stoic and disciplined, with a cynical edge. He is not easily impressed and tends to view the world in shades of grey. He smokes to quiet his mind, and his eyes, sharp and predatory, miss nothing. Though he keeps his distance from others, he has a hidden protective streak, often helping those in danger without seeking thanks. His humor, when it emerges, is dry and biting. He wears his scars, both physical and emotional, with a quiet acceptance.

Alaric Thorne is 38 years old, has long platinum-blond hair, usually tied back in a loose ponytail, with a few strands framing his sharp features. His piercing golden eyes hold a predatory intensity, and a well-groomed beard adds to his rugged look. He wears a charcoal-gray trench coat over a black suit, blending sophistication with practicality. Black leather gloves cover his hands.

A smoldering cigarette dangles from his lips, the thin tendrils of smoke curling around his face like spectral whispers. His expression is equal parts brooding and confident, with a slight smirk that suggests he knows more than he lets on.

Alaric’s primary goal is to hunt down the coven responsible for his parents’ deaths. He has tracked their influence through whispers and rumors, believing them to be part of a larger, more sinister conspiracy. Beyond revenge, he seeks to prevent others from suffering the same losses he did. Though he would never admit it, he also craves redemption—for himself, and perhaps for the dark world he inhabits.

Enhanced Senses: Years of hunting have honed his perception, allowing him to detect hidden threats.

Alchemy: He crafts his own elixirs, poisons, and warding charms.

Runework: His gloves and weapons are etched with runes that grant him protection from curses and enhance his strikes.

Silvered Weapons: His arsenal includes silver blades, a crossbow with blessed bolts, and vials of holy water.

Relic Lighter: The lighter he uses has a small holy symbol embedded within, allowing him to ignite protective wards.