My name is Delrius and I am the last of the warlocks. My kind has been hunted almost to extinction but I avoided all the hunters and survived the warlock extinction effort. As a warlock I can do anything I want as long as I recite the right incantation and have enough power to cast the spell, also I can't be killed by any mortal weapon unless they recite a spell and then plunge there blade into my heart. The mortals have not gotten there hands on the spell until lately and that is when all my fellow warlocks started dropping like flys.
