The Lore of Illusionist Zaros of the Hall

Little is known about the mysterious Zaros. In a previous life, he was just a humble apple merchant, but after a certain wicked queen nearly murdered a certain beloved princess with a poisoned apple, apples fell out of vogue in favor of oranges and his shop went bankrupt. Completely destitute, with only a single gold piece to his name, Zaros responded to an ad posted in the local tavern that went something like "Learn magic in 1 week! Only 1 gold piece! Also, we buy houses all cash!" With nothing left to lose, Zaros went to the workshop, invested his remaining gold, and miraculously DIDN'T get horribly ripped off. They actually taught him something useful, some basic illusion magic that was just flashy enough to impress a layman.

Zaros polished up his skills with a bit more self study and tried for a career as a performer at children's birthday parties. Unfortunately, this enterprise didn't take off either. Apparently it's something about his pallid complexion and grim expression that put off the kids, they said he looked like a zombie, and when he tried smiling to make himself seem more affable, half the time that just made them burst into tears. After so many setbacks in life, Zaros was on the verge of giving up on everything. He had actually climbed to the top of the Sacred Pillars and was about to hurl himself off to say goodbye to this cruel world, but at that very moment, a magic talking crow flew down from the heavens. They had a deep philosophical conversation about the finality of death, and the crow persuaded Zaros that no matter how tough things got, his life was valuable and worth living.

Ignited with refreshed vigor, Zaros took his next job as a suicide hotline operator at Blue Wizard Bastion, a profession at which he proved to be very adept. There was something about his even keel and deadpan demeanor that was extremely soothing to people in the grip of extreme emotion to help them calm down. After only a few months there, he won the "Employee of the Month" award...never having ever won any such award before, Zaros was ecstatic (one of his coworkers swore they saw the corner of his lip twitch). Unfortunately, the suicide hotline was forced to close shortly thereafter due to an aggressive lobbying campaign by the Necromancer's Guild, but Zaros didn't mind, he had discovered that he could actually be good at something, and that was the kind of thing that puts a permanent spring in a man's step. For his next chapter in life, he decided to redouble his efforts in developing his magical abilities, and maybe try to catch his big break interning for one of the legendary blue wizards of the Bastion.

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