Erelith

Erelith

Biographical information
Undetermined Unmentioned Nomadic
Physical description
Undetermined Male 6'3" Uncertain Uncertain Uncertain
Political information
Uncertain Diplomat
Out-of-character information
Josh 6/05/2019 Paid Commission


Appearance

Golden metal breaks against the starkness of grey robing, ornate armoring that holds amidst its fireborn constitution that of six molten eyes; four atop spreading wings and letting their light tumble downward from the facemask's heated glow give way to modest garb that one might expect a pilgrim to wear, for its gilt is of crude spirals sewn by the hands of an amateur and yet it drifts and sways as though it held something otherwordly in stitches. Erelith was tall, taller than most commonfolk, yet not a monster by any means, for the diplomat strode as though he was from aristocracy despite the grim visage he bore, each footstep quieter than whomever he accompanied - perhaps a sign of deference.

Skills and Abilities

An accomplished Sorcerer by his own words, Erelith's expertise has rarely been seen, let alone documented. With words as his arsenal, the diplomat has hardly seen fit to fall back to the barbarity of violence. With that said, his appearance is certainly a deterrent for many a cutthroat, and his tongue has felled more than one noble.

Personality

Where most men of charisma find themselves throttled by a noose of their own design, Erelith is yet to fall prey to such an inconvenience. The tall gilded man avoids flattery in lieu of truth, an odd quality for a creature entrusted with the embargo of words and manipulation of many. Softly spoken and astute, Erelith has a keen understanding of desire and what shepherds the minds of most, something he keenly twists to his advantage, whether his victims are aware or not.

Biography & Lore

In his own words, Erelith, was naught but the product of a lowly pair of commoners, and they themselves could seldom supply what it was the young diplomat needed to survive. Thus his goals grew, and he found himself mantled by a gift of the tongue, a gift he discovered could bring both ease and plight to those whom he engaged with. Dancing through courts and committees, the golden-clad envoy soon withdrew from society, and after a considerable absence has found himself amidst peoples of Arethil once more - Though his motives are shrouded.

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