Editing Campaign:IMPROMPTU GAME/Amethyst Prince of the Sun (section)

=== Background ===
Born to an almost painfully sitcom merchant family (goofy father, srsbzness mother, a stuck-up older sister and hellmonster little brother), Amethyst Prince was born to the name Kurein.  Lacking the salesman's gusto of his father, and the head for dry numbers ("but it doesn't '''do''' anything!") of his mother, he took up Thaumaturgy.  Specifically alchemy, getting enough skill to brew the basics.

Like any teen, he soon found himself naming off the sins of "The Dynasty", one of which being (real or imagined) his mentor holding him back and ignoring him in favor of students from better families.  Still fuming from one of many such confrontations with his mentor about the matter, he figured on settling his temper with a bout of peddling wares.  Striking up conversation with a rather beautiful woman, he found they shared a healthy dislike for the nobility (though he wasn't sure what her specific problem was...).  He proposed striking out on their own, setting up shop somewhere far away and reaping the benefits.  They met moderate success save a few sour deals.

Those few sour deals drove them to hang out away from the roads for a bit, cutting Kurein off from his reagents and thus, business.  Knowing an elemental would be too stupid to handle the reagents properly, and he didn't have the resources to call on a god's favor.  Dabbling with basic demonic Thaumaturgy, it took several nights of attempts before he found success--ohshit.  The demon shattered his binding, and proceeded to maul him.  Until Blossom showed up.  She fought it to a stall, and started...uh...glowing.  Kurein had too, but he wasn't in much position to notice.  Right! Banishment!  Mustering up what was left, he sent the demon back to Malfeas.

They went their ways after that.  Wandering Creation, he found he could perform Thaumaturgy without the need for tools...or even reagents.  100% PROFIT!  Setting up stalls wherever he went, he supplanted the funds siphoned from his family (eight generations of merchanthood) with a minor percentage of the profits made from each stall.  His life really took off when he found that...place, though.  It almost screamed with knowledge.  Hundreds of Old Realm scripts, most written in cipher, all of them signed in a name Kurein rather took a liking to: Amethyst Prince of the Sun.  A few spells were written down, as well as the basics of Sorcery, but ultimately he exhausted all the scripts he could translate.  Time to head out...