No mages yet? I must rectify that at once!

Name: Elvie Tremorin
Pokemon Species: Jangmo-o
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Level: 1
Class: Warlock

Ability Scores:

STR: 8
DEX: 12
CON: 9
INT: 15
WIS: 12
CHA: 15

Background:

Elvie was always annoyed by his innate weakness, not only evolving much later than other pokemon, but being much weaker until that moment. He would read up on as much as possible, from history, magic, and even psychology, trying to make his knowledge of people and places make up for his lack of power, though he was also frequently found drowning his feelings in the local alehouse.

One night, while especially drunk, Elvie came up the the brilliant plan of making a pact with a god for more power. He had read about how to commune with the legends, and had all the necessary equipment at home already. What could go wrong?

The next morning, he could recall nothing of that night. But a new tattoo on his shoulder reminded him of the pact he had made. Knowing not what he had offered to do, Elvie instantly regretted it, but what was done was done. None of the books had any solutions or ways to get out of such a pact, and so he resigned himself to it. Yet another thing to forget in the bottom of a tankard.

Now he wanders, following the orders of his patron, who staunchly refuses to tell him anything more than necessary, and caring little for others unless they can help him in his quest for knowledge and power, especially that which could help him reverse the pact.

Skill Proficiencies: Deception, Religion, History, Persuasion.