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{Backstory}
A Pledge Mage is a witch/warlock who was chosen at a young age by a Angelical, Fae, or Tartarean being to do their bidding. In turn, they are given abilities, each corresponding to the type of Pledge Mage they are: Tartarean, Fae, or Angelical. They are also a very rare type as greater beings rarely choose mortals to carry out their work and give them something back.
{Types and Powers}
Tartarean: Tartarean witches/warlocks get tiny little red devils (They're quite cute actually) to follow each command they give, and are also handy spies. Both for the mage's patron being, and the Tartarean mage. They can summon lesser demons, manipulate very very very small amounts of hellfire, and can grow black wings in 5 minutes, for up to 3 hours. Growing Infernal wings is very taxing and you can only do it one every month or so.
Fae: Fae witches/warlocks can charmspeak those around them, have a strong resistance against spells that affect their minds and emotions (Charmspeak doesn't work on them too), and have a small amount of control over nature and illusions. For up to 3 hours every month or so, they can sprout translucent fairy wings; the color depends on the aura of the Mage (Ex. If a certain Fae Mage is very regal, powerful, and likes control, they will have purple wings).
Angelical: Angelical witches/warlocks can sense if someone is lying and have control over balls of glowing golden "yarn" (Each celestial mage has one) that they can use to detain/trap someone, or can use to make something 10 times lighter to carry around once you tie the "yarn" around the items. They can heal those around them as well, and with the same rules for the Tartarean and Fae wings, they can sprout beautiful white Angel wings.
WARNING: If you do not obey your patron, you will be stripped of all of your powers and memories of anything relating to them... if you're lucky.



"Thank you." She said, taking them and drank one. "I think so. I was supposed to stay for a little bit though." She said, talking about another doctor's orders.


Alastair smirked. 'Are you saying, what I think you're saying? There is no turning back, Ryan." Then he leaned i..."
"Yes, I know. That's why I'm still a witch hunter. Alastair..." She trailed off, trying out the name on her tongue. "I like it." She said, smiling as if she had discovered something, however small it may be. "It fits you."
