<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Dhampir_Sorceress.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mephis<del>Daphoinos</del><br/><strong>Race:</strong><del>Ḩ̸̉å̴̱l̷̤͒f̷̺̎-̶̨̚E̴͖̾l̶̯̓f̷͓̒</del>Dhampir<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorcerer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer, Divine Mark, Harlot's Mark, Slave of Lord Victor Balebrook, Traitor to Atlantica<br/><hr/>"I have some talent as a sorceress, yes," Mephis answered Thistle, her lips curling into a smile as she looked away from Ionli and over her shoulder at the redhead. "My magic isn't very flashy, but I have been using it to help defend the caravan with the rest of you. This spell can help with back pain as well, but it works best if I have both hands free for that. It's also only temporary, illusory relief, it can't actually deal with whatever the cause of the pain is."