Vitiatus Ferrus Salvinius da Ventus, No Longer Iron

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Name: Vitiatus Ferrus(?) Salvinius da Ventus
Age: 93
Gender: Ashman
Species: Ashman
Ethnicity: Formerly Iron, now Bismuth.
Height: 5'5
Occupation: A raider
Residence: Ventus

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Physical Description: His muscled form is bound in gray skin, one of the darkest tones among his people. It is marred with scars and marked by veinlike incrustations of metal. Once only distinguishable from the ash by the characteristic gloss, now it treacherously spans all the colour of the rainbow. Terrified by this change, Vitiatus covers it always with either armour or cloth, desperate not to have anyone notice the difference.
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Personality: "Shocked" would be the best word to sum him up. His change is constantly on his mind, forcing him to re-examine his sense of self and his role in society. He's paralyzed by indecision about what to do. One part of him drives him to hide his new colours out of fear for being ostracized or cast out. Another is desperate to seek help from Bismuth shamans, hoping that they would provide some desperately needed direction. He tries his hardest to act the way he usually does, and not let anyone know what happened, just in case his transformation is temporary and about to pass.

Magic/Abilities:
- A skilled fighter
- It is possible that with his transformation came a gift of magic the Bismuth caste is known for, but he hasn't experimented with it yet.

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History: Vitiatus used to lead a rather unremarkable existence, not different at all from his Iron Caste brothers. He lived on the small isle of Ventus, every now and then conducting raids on the mainland of Le'raana on the ships of the Silver Caste. While unmarried, he was considering making a son.

His life was turned upside down by a shocking event during one of his raids. While fighting the defenders of a small town he was pillaging, he faced a traveling wizard who was passing through. Before retreating through a portal, the wizard hit Vitiatus with a strange spell. The raider thought he shrugged it off, but soon learned the truth as he saw his reflection in the waves. The gray iron incrustations in his ashen flesh turned colourful in an instant.

He acted on an instinct, covering himself with a cloak. Luckily, none of the metal veins were in any visible places, such as the face. He could easily hide his problem with just a change to his wardrobe.

But should he? His transformation left him with quite an existential crisis. Could he just carry on with his life, if he was no longer a true member of the Iron Caste? Was the change permanent? Was he meant to become a shaman of Bismuth now? How should he repair his identity?

Character Limitations: None that I can think of!

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