About Arion Hithraen
Name: Arion Hithraen
Str 14, Dex 20 , Con 16 , Int 20 , Wis 14 , Cha 14
Arion's hair was perfectly straight and quite pale in color, very nearly white. He wore it in a simple but practical fashion, the length of it worn down with the sides and bangs gathered thru a small cinch just behind the crown of his head.
Although his well-formed nose was often been buried in his journal, his features held a noble quality with high cheekbones, pale eyebrows, and a handsome cleft to his chin. While not as muscle-bound as some, his shoulders did not sag beneath the weight of his tome, and his precisely tailored long coat suggested a fit, lean build even as his graceful mannerisms hinted at a man of carefully practiced agility.
Senses low-light vision; Perception +15
Melee rapier +14/+9 (1d6+5, 18-20×2)
Equipped/Worn: 16 lbs:
Baldric/ Carried: 1 lbs:
Belt Pouch (#1): 3.5 lbs:
Bag of Holding: 15/25/35/60 lbs:
Capacity — light: 58, medium: 116, heavy: 175
Born into nobility, from a young age Arion was trained as a Magus, showing a particular aptitude for transmutation spells. Unfortunately, his curiosity and skill in languages and decyphering scripts got him in trouble and he was disinherited by his family.
For several decades, the young elf fended for himself, surviving by his wits and working as a bookie. He found it to be distasteful work, particularly since the ventures in which his employers were engaged were not entirely legal.
Near his centennial birthday, Arion came to the attention of Ilmarond's military intelligence network who complimented him on remaining beneath their notice for so long. They offered him a choice: he could languor in prison, or gain a fresh start as a spy.
It was an easy and welcome choice. Arion accepted, trained hard, and recently became elligible for his first assignment as an official intelligence officer as a member of Princess Alissariel Kirmoon's retinue.