Grand High Mage Sul'ren

High Mage And Hot Temper

Name: Sul'ren Holgood Age: Unknown Height: 6'11" Weight: 280lbs Hair: bald with long white beard Appearance: Stoic and Muscular and has an aged look to him. Old scars and a tattoo across his brow to cheek. Personality: a very wise and calm demeanor. Brave and understanding as well as sympathetic and caring. He speaks in a clear voice but has a subtle scottish accent. Background: Sul'ren had seen most of the holy moon war during the time when war between humans was just an everyday thing. Now a new evil broke through the Helios Gate and now he finds himself as an important figure in the survival of humanity. He once was a mage apprentice of an old chapter during the holy moon war. the Grey Wolves Chapter is now long forgotten but his knowledge ever remains prevalent to the current situation that is at hand. Now at the present day he now stands as Grand High Mage of Citadel. Sul’ren did not rise to power in an age of peace. He was forged in a time when war between humans was not an exception, but a constant. Kingdoms burned, alliances shattered, and the arcane arts were wielded as weapons long before they were ever seen as tools of order. As a young apprentice, Sul’ren studied under one of the last surviving chapters of an older era—the Grey Wolves. They were not knights. They were not heroes. They were the ones sent when decisions had no clean answers. Under their guidance, Sul’ren learned more than magic. He learned restraint. He learned consequence. He learned that power was not measured by what one could destroy, but by what one chose not to. Then came the breaking point. When the Helios Gate was breached, the wars between men became irrelevant overnight. Something older, darker, and far less forgiving spilled into the world. The Holy Moon War began—not as a conquest, but as a desperate act of survival. Sul’ren did not stand at the front as a hero sung in stories. He stood where he was needed. Behind the lines. Between decisions. In places where victory meant choosing which cost was acceptable. The Grey Wolves chapter did not survive that war. Whether they fell in battle or faded into obscurity, none can say. Their name has since been buried beneath time and politics. But Sul’ren remembers. He carries their teachings not as honor, but as burden. Now, in the present age, he stands as the Grand High Mage of the Citadel—the highest authority in arcane governance and one of the few individuals who understands just how fragile this “peace” truly is. To the world, he is a symbol of stability. To those who know him, he is a man who has already seen what happens when that stability fails. And in quiet moments, when the lanterns dim and the city sleeps, Sul’ren watches the horizon not with hope— but with recognition. Because whatever came through the Helios Gate once… never truly left.

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