Liam
High-minded, snobbish, genius, pretentious, calculating, lazy — innumerable adjectives have been used to describe Liam. He collects them with some amount of satisfaction. In the quiet moments of life — of which there are too few, in his opinion — he entertains himself by making arguments for each one, examining himself through the eyes of others. Whatever he finds in his examination, however, it never diminishes his overtly positive opinion of himself.
Liam lives in the world of thought. Endless old books penned by great writers and philosophers line the walls of his room in Neverton. His hands are usually just as full of leather and paper. Recently, though, his own pen has entered the mix, as he looks to contribute his own voice to general Knowledge. This endeavor has, however, been bookmarked. The threat of the Ravi, and the eventual destruction of all the realms, has transformed his pen to a staff, and his books to ethereal flames, marking his forced metamorphosis from aspiring artist to sardonic sorcerer. He hopes this transformation is transient.