Rovvigen

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Rovvigen Aniket
Rovvigen, as rendered by Tisket.
"You were given this life because
you are strong enough to live it."
Race Halfling
Culture Paradis
Class Wizard
Profession Seer and Prophet
Religion Follower of Jastev
Affiliation(s) Order of the Sphere and Scythe
Silvergate Inn
In-a-Word www.sphereandscythe.com
Disposition Playful; dedicated to his art.
Demeanor Friendly; a stranger to none.
Greatest Strength Loyalty, Devotion.
Greatest Weakness Too Trusting, Easily Deceived
Hobbies Master Cobbler
Knitter Extraordinaire
Master Painter
Loyalties The Sphere and Scythe
Spouse High Lord Beloran

Rovvigen Aniket is a Halfling Wizard who calls Wehnimer's Landing home. He is a founding member and Elder Seer of The Order of the Sphere and Scythe. He is also an officer of Silvergate Inn, serving as House Seer. Rovvigen is a Master in the Order of Voln, a news correspondent for TownCrier, and a member of the Wizard Guild.

Appearance

Flames dance around Rovvigen wreathing him in a torrent of violent energy.
You see House Seer Rovvigen Aniket the Officer of Silvergate Inn.
He appears to be a Paradis Halfling.
He is average height. He appears to be young and sprightly. He has silver-flecked blue-green eyes and mocha-freckled, lightly tanned skin. He has short, tousled silvery white hair highlighted in shades of red. He has a perfectly symmetrical, delicately featured face, a small, button nose and thin, lithely muscled arms and wrists. A scythe-shaped birthmark is centered on his right brow bone. He has a shimmering pearly white gloss brushed onto his nicely manicured fingernails.
He has an enruned silver hoop in his lip, a fire elemental tattoo on his neck, a lustrous ivory sliver in his right eyebrow, a silver-traced red flame tattoo on his arm, and a twisting silver-traced red flame tattoo on his wrist.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a helical lor crosier capped with a silver scythe encased in a crystal sphere in his right hand.
He is wearing a flame-etched silver-linked bracelet, a carved fireleaf totem, a silver-stitched flame red spidersilk bag, a translucent silver-hearted crystal, a tailored red silk overcoat, a sphere encased silver scythe, a crystal and agate-inlaid case, an embroidered white leather rucksack, some fiery red flowing robes embroidered with wisps of silver flames, a silver sphere-incised signet, a thick matte eonake ring etched with whorls of silver-inlaid flames, a twisted golvern wedding band swirled with dragon's-tear rubies, a kelyn-clasped keyring, and a silvery white silk sack.

Beginnings

The story of Rovvigen's life doesn't start with his birth, but rather his finding; the finding of Rovvigen. As the story goes, in Imaerasta in the year 5084, an elven water mage by the name of Caeliss rode forth from his tower in Wehnimer’s Landing with his dutiful page Mikalmas. Caeliss was on the trail of an ancient tome of ice spells and had recently seen clues indicating they might be found in the library of a rich merchant in Icemule. Caeliss and Mikalmas set forth on a bright winter’s day, comfortably shielded by warm furs and confident in their magics; fearing little by way of beast or man.

The journey was largely uneventful until they neared White Ice Lake when the smell of smoke alerted them to a nearby camp.

Considering the length of travel ahead, the pair decided to break for a rest, and left the trail in an effort to hail the nearby camp and perhaps gain permission to sit and rest, and to share in a hot meal.

However, their calls were met with silence and the smell of smoke continued to intensify, when Caeliss quickly suspected something amiss. Riding forth toward the camp, he readied a defensive spell and warned Mikalmas to be on guard. But as they neared and the camp was revealed, it was soon evident that they were past the point of risk, for the camp had been razed and no soul stirred. The two were met by ashes sifting through the cold winter air, and the sight of burnt goods and a broken wagon. Littering the campsite were the hacked and burned bodies of several travelers, many childlike in size, yet garbed in armor and adult wear. Caeliss realized this had been a Halfling troupe, most likely travelling from Icemule.

As Caeliss dismounted and began to explore the wreckage of the sacked camp, he heard a small sound. Tilting his head to the side he heard a faint cry and realized he was hearing a cry of distress. Quickly searching the area, he discovered a large basket, while covered in ash, had not been disturbed by whatever bandit or brigand had destroyed this small caravan. Tipping over the wicker dome they discovered a wee babe, covered in blankets wearing a locket engraved with the name "Aniket".

Spouse

A portrait of Beloran the Woundtender rendered by Tisket

High Lord Beloran the Woundtender, an Aelotoi of the Mrae'ni Clan.

He is average height. He appears to be in the spring of life. He has piercing emerald eyes and fair skin. He has very short, touseled sandy blonde hair highlighted in golden hues. He has a pair of shimmering gold-veined deep emerald green wings. He has a tattoo of elaborate intertwining gold vines upon his forearm, and a gold-inked filigree Mrae'Ni tattoo on his neck.



Rovvigen's Most Prized Divination Tools

a translucent silver-hearted crystal
Finvale's Crystals
Ovoid in shape, the crystal is translucent with tiny bubbles trapped just beneath its surface, while at its heart a crystalline structure of silver spreads its branching arms outward in all directions. Rolling and flitting in sinuous patterns that at times ascends the metallic enigma, and at other times descends it, is a miasmic mist that undulates in and out of barely recognizable patterns. A simple chain has been attached to the device, its metal seemingly dull in comparison to the rest.

an ora-framed leather wolf mask
Scrying mask
Images of stars and willow leaves have been incised along the strips of pale grey ora that cover and shape the exterior of the wolf mask. The leather beneath is tanned to a fine, supple softness and dyed chocolate brown. Two disks, each half mistwood and half ebony, hang on a leather thong to rest just above the right eye. A black and silver sigil has been painted on the brow. A few bloodstains mar the bottom edge of the mask.

History