Name: Pleonexus
Gender: Male
Age: Ancient
Species: Dry Magikoopa
Appearance: Pleonexus looks like a normal Dry Bones, though he is stained a stark white from sun exposure in contrast to the standard grey color most Bones have. Two luminescent amber bullets float eerily where his eyes used to sit in his hollow skull. His long, royal purple robes are tattered and frayed with tears but despite the damage it could be noted that the gold embroidered regalia is of high quality, which is likely why it survived the desert at all. The staff he carries, his favorite artifact, consists of a long iron rod wrapped in leather up until a few inches from the head. The scepter is embedded with a large chunk of cut Citrine, known as the Merchant's Stone, and is Pleonexus' favorite gem for its belief to bring wealth and success. It also acts as the conduit for his main magic spells. On four of his fingers sits gold rings topped with various colored jewels, smaller gem magic conduits, practically fused with the bone from constant contact and abrasion from the desert sands. His voice is high pitched and raspy, echoing from within the empty caverns of his cranium.
Personality: Driven by greed, lust for power, and personal whim, Pleonexus exists solely for himself. His loyalty and favor are easily swayed to the highest bidder, but considering him a lowly minion or thug for hire could be a costly mistake. Though he is willing to offer his services for a price he is fiercely independent and he always comes first. His ultimate goal is to own all the treasure and magical artifacts that the world has to offer. As such, he is exceptionally greedy and as materialistic as they come. He is abrasive, arrogant, and sarcastic, though he is more than capable of adopting a more pleasant personality if it favors him or the situation. Pleonexus possesses a sharp wit and even sharper tongue, his mind and soul perfectly preserved beneath the sand during his lengthy slumber, though his physical form is weak and brittle. He much prefers using other people to get what he wants anyway. After all, why do something yourself when you can have legions of cronies do it for you?
Background: Pleonexus has no recollection of his past from shortly before the point of his death. Long ago, he was sole benefactor and company leader of a grand expedition into Dry Dry Desert in search of the legendary treasure hold rumored to be buried in the sand. Long after he was abandoned by the rest of the crew, Pleonexus wandered the wastes desperately hunting for a sign of his prize to no avail. He collapsed from heat exhaustion and slipped into black unconsciousness, a welcoming cool sensation against the strength sapping heat of the sky. When he awoke it was without any sense of self or judgement of how long had passed, though it must have been some great time as he was nothing but bone buried deep under the sand. He eventually clawed his way to the surface and took in his new, unfamiliar form. His clothing was tattered, sand beaten and sun worn, his bones bleached white from sitting in the sun in the time prior to being buried beneath the dunes. Despite being unable to remember the vast majority of his history, some things apparently transcended death. He had his name, his personality remained unchanged. He knew what he was after and his fixation on that legendary treasure still burned. Somewhere in this hellish realm there was an untold trove of fabulous wealth and if anyone was going to reap its rewards it was Pleonexus, but he needed help. Though his magic remained, and perhaps new power found in death, this was no ordinary undertaking. He would need people; expendable bodies, yes, but more importantly powerful allies. Plus there was a great deal more treasure out there with his name on it, so he set out for civilization with life and purpose renewed.
Gem Magic and Combat: Pleonexus practices an unusual form of magic that characterizes his greed and materialism. Using his gems as focuses, he can channel spells through his jewelry depending on the size, quality, and type of gem. Because of this, he can cast a wide variety of spells from the rainbow of jewelry fused to his bones and especially from the large gem in his staff. Pleo's casting style is found on versatility instead of raw power. Though he is capable of achieving some amazing feats with a large enough gem, it's not practical to lug around too many heavy rocks. He mostly keeps to the rings on his fingers and his staff for casting spells. In addition, he favors supportive magic rather than offensive magic; buffs, debuffs, and status effects as opposed to fireballs and lightning bolts. To summarize, Pleonexus can cast a wide array of supportive magics across many elements and categories, though he lacks raw power, possesses few direct attacks, and couldn't match a specialist in their own domain due to his preference of versatility to strength. Being a spellcaster, he is also weak in close combat. Below the spoiler is a write up on gem magic and Pleo's main spells.
Jewelry: Pleonexus carries his main weapon, a magic staff with a large Citrine gem embedded in the head, as well as the four rings on his fingers.
Citrine: A large, high quality gem, the Merchant's Stone is a deep, earthy amber color (the same as Pleo's eyes) and acts as the conduit for Pleonexus' most common spells. Its element is Earth.
Ruby: Sit's on Pleo's first finger on his right hand. Its element is Fire and produces magic with a red hue. Frequently uses with Amethyst to create electricity.
Sapphire: Sit's on Pleo's first finger on his left hand. Its element is Water and produces magic with a blue hue. He often uses this gem in conjunction with the Merchant's Stone as Water and Earth mesh well.
Amethyst: Sits on Pleo's fourth finger on his right hand. Its element is Air and produces magic with a purple hue. Frequently uses with Ruby to create electricity.
Emerald: Sit's on Pleo's fourth finger on his left hand. The Emerald is used mostly for healing magic, though Pleo rarely heals and mostly uses it to repair himself or his constructs as neither can regenerate naturally.