Vitori the Dreamwalker

Vitori is an Aelinthir mage who became well known for his study of the mysterious Veilstream. During the First Blight, he aided the Alliance in its formation and battles against the demons from The Maw. 

 Before the Second Blight, Vitori helped found the Order of the Blue Rose, an organization of mages who sought freedom to study and practice all forms of magic, even those that had been outlawed. Mages who practiced illegal magic became known as Heretics and were hunted down by Templars. 

Wielding a staff adorned with Arcanium crystals, Vitori is a master of evocation magic. He bends the power of the elements, such as fire, lightning, and ice, to his will.

 Even as a boy, Vitori always felt like an outcast among his fellow elves. He was orphaned at a young age, soon after the Queen of Fey was assassinated. It’s possible that one or both of his parents were once in the queen’s court, but he doesn’t know who they were. Though he considers other members of the Order of the Blue Rose as colleagues, he struggles to make any real friends.

 Using pure mana from the Veilstream to sustain himself, Vitori has lived for hundreds of years longer than any other elf. Unlike a lich, however, his soul was not removed and put into an object. Once his body is destroyed, there will be no coming back without the aid of potent resurrection magic. 

Yet even immortality has its toll. Over centuries of siphoning mana from the Veilstream, Vitori's body rebels. Arcanium crystals—raw, volatile expressions of unspent arcane energy—form across his skin in fractal patches. At first, they were beautiful, glowing with soft blues and silvers, like frost-catching starlight. But they grew.

 Without a regular cleansing ritual—one both painful and draining—these crystals would overtake him, encasing his limbs, chest, and even face until he became a living statue of his own making. The ritual, ancient and secret, leaves him weakened for days, unable to channel his full strength until his body adjusts.

 He does not speak of the pain. But those who know where to look can see the crystal scars beneath the folds of his robes, and understand why the Dreamwalker always walks with just a trace of weariness in his eyes.