You are Pyat Pree, Warlock of Qarth (Owl)!
“If you grow tired of Xaro’s baubles and trinkets…”
Okay, so maybe your lips are blue. Maybe you look like Uncle Fester’s anorexic, creepier brother. Maybe you locked yourself away in a tower to study magic only to find that you needed someone else with more spirit—and three dragons—to power your abilities. So what? You made chains appear out of nowhere. You cloned yourself several times over. You were able to take control of the snake pit that is Qarth—that is until you got roasted from the aforementioned dragons. Hmmm…I guess that means you should probably get out more.