MURKAI

MURKAI was the last archmage of a forgotten order. For centuries he wielded storms, bent lightning to his will, and kept the old magic alive when the world had already moved on.

When his order was destroyed, he refused to die. He bound his soul to the storm itself — trading his body for permanence, his warmth for power.

Now he drifts between worlds. Not haunting, not lost — watching, calculating, waiting. The beard still carries the cold of a thousand storms. The hat still holds the weight of every spell he never finished casting.