Ace

You know be you a mage, wizard or a merchant at the end of the day its really about having enough jewels to be able to enjoy life and keep a roof over your head. A piece of advice to you, the reader who kindly has taken the time to look over my tale of my time as a mage/wizard whatever pleases your fancy.

But before i dive in let me be frank here, there are two versions of my tale one where people will say i'am just a humble man looking for a job and a place to settle down all the while using my magic to stop crime. Generally be a nice guy you know?

Yet there is some who tell my tale of me being a low life criminal, a thug for hire who only cares about three things, cash, sex and power. Two tales, one man which one of them is right?

Hmm i guess then i better tell you about myself, i'll start by giving you can example of my dress code you know the mafia right? Not personal i'm sure but i could be wrong either way my dress code is that of a 1950's gangster with a black and white stripped jacket, matching suit trousers, white dinner shirt, black smart lanced up shoes and of course a lovely white fedora with a silk black band around it to sit upon my head.

Why dress like this? Well my mother raised me to be a gentlemen and what with her being a housewife she dedicated her life to raising me up to be the best i could be and the money behind my upbringing all came from my dad a merchant working for a merchant guild named Merchant Hideout . Both lovely people and a pair i keep close to my heart as any child should alas they both lack in the old magic department therefore where did my magic come from? Well My dear dead grandfather a dark mage from my mothers side of the family bless her. As a mage for hire the old man did some crazy things including trying to **** a number of the magic council members for in his words his final big pay day.

Yet lady luck was not on his side for that job and as such he spent the last of his years in the old magical prison sending letters home to his wife telling her everything he had done before he vanished into history. A sad tale but its where my card magic comes from and this magic gives the user the ability to use magical cards to summon the elements, put people to sleep, seal people in cards and a range of other abilities. But i'm sure i am boring you with this right? Get to the point as my dad said so fondly so here is me in a nutshell.

I am white, have dark green coloured eyes, stand about five foot nine and have a medium body build as well who can say no to magical sweets? I am not the prettiest boy in the world but heck in this line of work trying to keep your face from being burnt off, scratched out or even frozen off is hard enough so looking good is the last thing on my mind. But i'm no scruffy middle age guy either here no no at the grand age of twenty five i keep myself clean shaved, clean suit and shoes polished much like any business man should even if sometimes the blood is a bit tricky to get off.

Now i think you can paint a picture of me and if you can't don't worry i know what your after so use your imagination and put yourself in my shoes if you like as now i'm going to start now the tale of me Nicholas Ace being...