Wizard

Magic & Arcana
With wizards staff and wizened eyes, the wizard stares down the frost dragon. His breath hangs in the air as the snow settles from their last flurry of attacks. Before the wizard is the weave of magic, a glowing fabric of arcane potential. The wizard, with a rapid flick of his staff, picks out a few strands. With a sudden boom,

a violent attack of fire is hurling towards the dragon. Shocked, the dragon retaliates with his icy attack. A thunderous boom of steam erupts from where the two attacks meet. The wizard wipes a bead of sweat from his brow. This is just getting interesting, he thinks to himself.