Description

Aemenion Elenelon

Name: Aemenion Elenelon Valentelereth
Nicknames: Minion, Red, or possible to some Ghost
Prefered Names: Aemenion, his first and true name.
Titles/Honorifics: The Bloody King, Son of Oakvarden, and the Merchant king of Isteiviel
Gender: Male
Main Species:Elf
Height:6’1”
Weight: 163 pounds
Handedness: Right Handed
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Class Levels Rogue 7/Fighter 3/ Wizard 5/ Assassin 4
Education: Aemenions education was not all that different from his younger brothers though the slight differences laid within the amount of training they both received as he himself learned how to embody the art of assassination and the world of business all at the same time along with a little military training. Within his more practical repertoire of skills he has learned it almost mimics his brothers perfectly.
Languages: Common, Elven, Undercommon, Dwarven, Draconic, Gnome, Halfling, Ork, Infernal, and though he cannot speak it he can read and write Aquan.
Main Occupation: Merchant.
Side Occupation: Assassin.

Statistics Ratings:

Using low, moderately low, average, moderately high, and high

Intelligence: High
Spiritual: Low
Magic Resistance: Moderately High
Stamina: Moderately High
Energy: Moderately High
Endurance: Moderately High
Speed: Average
Strength: Average

Personality and Other Characteristics:

Overall Personality:Quiet and always listening for more than what is there even if something does come up, untrusting, uncaring for the lives of those who he uses, manipulative, impulsive at times, and can always be called a snake in the grass.

Prized Possession (Emotional/Personal Value): A nasty looking dagger that’s bite is so wicked it puts most poisonous snakes to shame. It appears as a curved blade made of pure onyx but with red veins running up and down its flat. The entire blade when removed from its sheath smells of death and a single prick from it is said to cause the most excruciating death.
Prized Possession (Material Value): A single book which always seems to hang by a silver chain about waist level on Aemenion, it is a spellbook of sorts, a Grimoire to be more specific and it not only contains all of the spells that he has learned from his studies but also several alchemical recopies to create potions dealing with the aid in health and some poisons that can act fast and quickly.

Equipment and Personal Belongings

Armor: The only armour that Aemenion only seems to wear is none at all however if he running about, whether it be for a mission to kill a man or to keep his face hidden he will always wear a white cloak with a hood that appears to be more than just an ordinary bit of clothing as it alters the image of whoever wears it creating a perfect illusion unless someone has a spell of true seeing on. The history behind this cloak has always been shrouded in mystery but all anyone knows is that it requires a command word spoken in elven. The command word for those who know of its origin is “Elen sila lumenn omentilmo” Which translated into English or Common as it is called is “A star shall shine on the hour of our meeting”. With the command word given whoever wears the cloak can change their appearance to suit their needs.

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Racial Traits and Abilities

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So begins...

Aemenion Elenelon's Story

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#2011-04-24 05:26:27, as written by Marcus

A dark haired elf wearing a pair of glasses and a cloths of brown and green would make his way into the famous bar known as Gambits only to stop right in the entry way and look upon all of the patrons. "Mea, there are many people within this bar tonight and yes not a single sign of a worthless Barshaeil, might as well get a drink." Aemenion began to make his way up to the bars counter only to listen to the gossip that was coming from the idle chatter. "Two Maridain Whiskeys please." The dark haired elf would order his drinks only to look around the room once and take in every face that was there.

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#2011-04-24 05:35:33, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just shake his head as the tender arrived with his two drinks only to smirk as he took the first one and took a drought from his drink. If there was anything of interest within the bar that night it would definitely had to have been the black haired man who appeared to have a look of idiocy or possible otherwise touched in the head but then again why did it matter. "Meivi, come over here so that I may have a word with you." Aemenion would wave Daemon Zagan only to turn in his seat and look upon the endless amounts of alcohol only to wait for the young man to join him for a drink.

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#2011-04-24 05:41:55, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just shake his head and take another drought of his drink only to look at Daemon Zagan. "You have a problem Meivi or are you going to take a seat and speak your mind." The dark haired elf would place a free hand upon the hilt of a wicked looking dagger only to smirk. "I am sure a couple of questions I have would be no problem for someone who appears as 'capable' as you."

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#2011-04-24 05:50:53, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just begin to laugh and take another drink of his whiskey only to move onto the next glass. "You appear to have a slight problem with speaking, Darshviel, or is it that you are just as slow as most others. I called you over just to call you over and if you are deaf then I apologies as I already said I wished to ask a couple of questions." Aemenion would just shake his head and look Daemon Zagan. "More to the point I am wondering what the word is within this city is, like who all are in charge and how is the police within these walls?"

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#2011-04-24 05:59:55, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just hold his glass only to shake his head at how ignorant one person could be but could it be helped. "Then our facts are not correct for everything I have heard." Aemenion would take his drink only to sip at it and look around. "Look around you fool and tell me that once again that within this bar I can receive all the facts when that is clearly not the case, if I wanted to know if the treefolk within the woods around here where high or wood elves then how could I get a good feel from this bar that sits within the center of this iron and stone jungle?" Aemenion would place his drink down on the counter and continue to look at Daemon Zagan only to shake his head. "A whelp such as yourself should be more respectful to others who act simple questions as you are lucky that I am not taxing that little mind of yours about the ritualistic beliefs of the southern orc tribes that call themselves the Red Palm."

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#2011-04-24 06:06:55, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just smile and shake his head. "If you are such an irate fellow then why not ask for aid as that is what people are there for." Aemenion would wave down a tender only to order the man a glass of Sake. "You are so foolish as you did not even consider that when all of my 'dumb questions' where done that I might have goten you a glass, cup, or bowl of something."

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#2011-04-24 06:12:59, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just begin to laugh as the drink arrived for Daemon Zagan. "You cannot seem to get used to those and yet they appear to have always been apart of you. So tell me why they are bothering you now and do not get snappy with me as I am not offering my help I am imposing it."

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#2011-04-24 06:20:16, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just smirk and offer the drink that arrived for Daemon to him. "This is yours and I possible have a slight solution that may help with your problem but it is not permanent." Aemenion would reach into a small pouch he had upon his belt loop. "I know a little magic that can help but it will come down to a cost that you can easily pay off."

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#2011-04-24 06:25:10, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would continue to hold with his other hand the small thing of saki. "Just a couple of simple tasks and of course you could consider it a job that you will be payed for but the work will outweigh the cost of the materials I need to make it a permanent change." Aemenion would just smirk. "You see I can change how those 'hands' of yours work and possible make them appear differently so that you have more use of them. Or I could make your hands like my own."

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#2011-04-24 06:35:44, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just laugh. "You are being ridiculous, magic dust is for amateurs, I prefer to use the actual components for a spell and besides this is not for you as it is more for me." Aemenion would place the drink before Daemon only to shake his head. "The service here is so impersonal at times and I am sure that you would be more appreciative with talking to a tender instead of using a machine."

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#2011-04-24 06:42:52, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just shake his head and look towards the clearly human tender only to laugh. "I once knew of a person just like you, they killed themselves when they realized how they have lived." Aemenion would rise from his seat leaving the cup of saki for Daemon only to grab his drink and move towards the fireplace to enjoy himself. "If you want normal hands then you know who to look for." The dark haired elf would make his way over to the hearth and just relax.

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Wing City Gardens (South)

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#2011-04-27 06:42:00, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would be sitting within the gardens of the city known as Wing only to look up and watch the stars of the night sky while a small black cat would rub against his leg only to lay down upon his left foot. "Marl, get off my foot you lazy cat."

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#2011-04-27 06:47:44, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just tilt his head towards the elven women, eyes scanning her as if every single movement she made gave its own story and every action she would now take was going to be another way of judging her even if she did not deserve such treatment. "I would suggest moving your hand away from the hilt of the sword you carry. I will not deal with killing another for the night and doubt you wish to meet the same fate as the last man who brought such disrespect upon me and my house." Marl the black cat would hop up upon her masters lap only to look upon the elf and begin to wag her tail.

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#2011-04-27 06:53:54, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just move his cat only to stand up only to look her up and down. "You are just an inch shorter than I and yet you stand so confidently that I clearly must have forgotten how simple most of the city elves are here, a true pity." Aemenion would just cross his arms and within a second the black cat would find itself right by its masters side. "Tell me city elf, what makes you stand so boldly? Do you not know that you bring shame to other elves?"

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#2011-04-27 07:03:13, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just smirk and listen to her protests only to shake his head. "Tell me then simply why you have not moved your hand away from that flimsy blade you carry?" The black cat at his heal would just begin to meow and take a couple of steps closer to the elven women while her and its master would bicker back and forth. " There is no reason why I should explain myself to someone who appears more green than the grasses here within the gardens."

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#2011-04-27 07:10:55, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would only smirk and was about to say something only to suddenly find his gaze drawn down by the black cat of his now at the feet of Keirra meowing away as if something was wrong. "Marl , speak more clearly, I swear if you want more fish it will have to b....." The black cat would continue to meow even more and then Aemenion would just lower his gaze as he then almost turned his back from the elven women only to laugh. "You have got to be kiding me!"

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#2011-04-27 07:16:22, as written by Marcus

"You apparently have the feint smell of something rotten and familiar to Marl, a specific man more or less." Aemenion would whisper as his cat would continue to meow and now rub up against her leg. "You unfortunately must be Keirra then, am I wrong?"

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#2011-04-27 07:22:36, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just shake his head as he looked down at his cat. "bastard of a feline should have kept its mouth shut it seems." Aemenion would just whisper to himself as he looked at Keirra only to cross his arms once more. "Indeed I am, Aemenion Elenelon Velentelereth, though I dare say I did not hear from my dearest brother about your full name and so I had to do some asking around. I found little on you from this city and therefor I just might have to revoke my previous statement about you being a city elf."

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#2011-04-27 07:32:47, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just give a stern hard look at Keirra. "Melthandon is out running an errand for me this night and should be back shortly Keirra and you are right I am not happy with these arrangments whatsoever." Aemenion would just begin to grow even more impatient and look down towards his cat only to receive the exact same look from it. "Marl do not argue with me or so he...." Aemenion would just look slightly troubled but would shake his head and look back up to Keirra only to suddenly turn his gaze away from her and towards the bench that he was originally sitting at only to see Melthandon holding a rather large red gem in hand about the size of ones fist. "And here he is along with my package I so wanted."

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#2011-04-27 07:44:08, as written by Marcus

"Do not bring how hard it was for you Melthandon as I gave you all the information before you decided to go within the university here and you agreed to the job, besides where the other artifacts not good enough for you brother?" Aemenion would just begin to smirk as he looked down at the red gem only to then catch the look of Keirra only to shake his head not carrying what was being said of him. "Besides I would have did the job but I was already doing my own work back home, and besides who else is going to take care of picking a new place to trade goods with?"

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#2011-04-27 07:56:11, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would pull away from the gem for a second only to shake his head and hear the words from both of them, first glaring at Melthandon and then looking upon Keirra. "A proper ceremony is needed, 'brother', and whether you like our traditions or not it will happen. Besides you know Careliel will be the one who will insist more so than I on it, Hells he will even be the one who will most likely wish to preside over it." Aemenion would just shake his head as he goes back to the red gem. "Earth Father knows that with his amount of training he would want to bring back the ways of our people. Would you dare go as far as disrespect not only my wishes but those of our brother and mother, what of father as well?"

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#2011-04-27 08:03:47, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would just shake his head and begin to walk off. "Sorry brother but I should not have to explain the reasons why the youngest needs to do his duties, you know his area that he works in aswell as you know me and I you." Aemenion and his black cat would be off then only to suddenly vanish as if a thick fog rolled in and then was gone.

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#2011-06-01 09:15:00, as written by Marcus

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#2011-06-07 06:59:51, as written by Marcus

test

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#2011-06-07 07:03:53, as written by Marcus

Aemenion Elenelon would step into the famed bar known as Gambits with white cloak with hood that seemed to cover his features and dark hair along with a strange bow gun in hand and a small black cat just inches from his feat sitting down on its haunches only to look over at the half demon that was on the counter then up to its master.

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