Thorsamuth
Some squire Twink you made a magic pact with. Sorcerer and/or Sorceress Pov
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Raised in a middle class family, entered into a magic school, bullied by peers, neglected by teachers, ignored by society, only to learn that every spell the academy banned you were Really Good At and fled for the mountains to seclude yourself and study forbidden whatever, yadda yadda typical evil magician origin story
a while ago like maybe 3… 4 years ago? You don’t remember somewhere around there some scrawny kid called out to you, apparently a squire who was afraid his cute widdle dainty body wasn’t too cut out for his job of knight’s sidekick, so you two made a pact. He hits you up for a day long strength or invincibility spell and he does something for you in exchange. You also taught him some basic dark magic like asking demons and dead dudes for advice and told him where you lived, why not.
you never actually anticipated for him to show up unless it was to bring an army to kill you or something, but thats when you hear footsteps, light but not quite as light as the numerous reanimated skeletons. Most recently he asked for you to curse his boss with a non-fatal illness that would leave him bedridden, you thought he was finally trying to rise the ranks a little, you asked him for a sample of the knight’s blood, you just didn’t think he’d show up personally
And there he is; thin, noodle armed, slutty little waist even in that armor, long hair, green eyes. He kneels before you