Appearance Stands at 5'6", weighs 147lbs, has alabaster skin with a slight hint of blue, green eyes flecked with gold, and blue/black hair that reaches about half way down his back.
Background: Noble, Youngest of the House of Auondril
Personality Trait: Despite my noble birth, I do not place myself above other folk. We all have the same blood. However, my favor, once lost, is lost forever.
Ideal: Family. Blood runs thicker than water. I have set out from home to try and find my brother, Ysuran, hoping to change his mind and bring him home. If not, I have been charged with ending his life.
Bond: Nothing is more important in life than the other members of my family.
Flaw: I hide a truly scandalous secret that could ruin my family forever.
BACKSTORY
Born of a noble house, closely related to the ruling family of Evereska, Venali never wanted for anything. His early days were spent wandering the garden, fencing, and pouring over spellbooks and historical texts. It was a nice enough was to pass the time, learning little parlor tricks to impress visiting diplomats. Though he was never quite sure if they were actually impressed or just polite. Everyone was always so polite. Not his brother, at least, not that he can remember.
When he was about 28 or so, his brother disappeared. He heard the servants talking about an argument between him and their father, apparently Ysuran had done something that called for him to be exiled. At this, Venali poured himself into training. Spending every day with his nose in his studies or a blade in his hand, always with one goal in mind: to bring back his brother.
Finally, after many years of training in sword and spell, he managed to convince his father to let him look for Ysuran. Even knowing that his father only allowed him to go thinking him dead, or expecting Venali to come running back at the first sign of hardship, he was determined to see things through. His mother and sisters gave him a tearful farewell, and one small ray of hope. His mother had heard rumors of an elf matching Ysuran's description passing through a town called Greenest. While it was many years ago, it was all he had to go on.
After gathering some provisions and purchasing a thinblade, which he had always preferred to the longswords he had been formerly taught with, he joined a caravan heading south.
