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|culture= Paradis
|culture= Paradis
|class= Wizard
|class= Wizard
|profession= Seer and Prophet
|profession= [[Seer]] and Prophet
|religion= Follower of Jastev
|religion= Follower of Jastev
|affiliations=[[Order of the Sphere and Scythe]]<br>[[Silvergate Inn]]<br>
|affiliations=[[Order of the Sphere and Scythe]]<br>[[Silvergate Inn]]<br>
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|fears=
|fears=
|loyalties= [[The Sphere and Scythe]]
|loyalties= [[Order of the Sphere and Scythe | The Sphere and Scythe]]
|friend=
|friend= [[Dirvy]], [[Kayse]], [[Balley]]
|spouse= High Lord Beloran
|spouse= Grand Lord Beloran
|loved=
|loved=
|instance= Prime
|town= Wehnimer's Landing
|town2= Icemule Trace
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'''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 [[::Category:TownCrier|TownCrier]], and a member of the [[Wizard Guild]].
'''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 Raffles tracker & Live Event Correspondent, as well as, a Liaison for Cooperative Houses of Elanthia [[CHE]] & Player Run Organizations
[[MHO]] for [[::Category:TownCrier|TownCrier]], and a Master of the [[Wizard Guild]].


===Appearance===
===Appearance===
[[File:rovvigen85.jpg|200px|thumb|left|A portrait of Rovvigen the Seer rendered by Stormyrain]]
Flames dance around Rovvigen wreathing him in a torrent of violent energy.<br>
Flames dance around Rovvigen wreathing him in a torrent of violent energy.<br>
You see House Seer Rovvigen Aniket the Officer of Silvergate Inn.<br>
You see House Seer Rovvigen Aniket the Officer of Silvergate Inn.<br>
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He is holding a helical lor crosier capped with a silver scythe encased in a crystal sphere in his right hand.<br>
He is holding a helical lor crosier capped with a silver scythe encased in a crystal sphere in his right hand.<br>
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.<br>
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.<br>

===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".<br>


===Spouse===
===Spouse===
[[File:Beloran.jpg|200px|thumb|left|A portrait of Beloran the Woundtender rendered by Tisket]]
[[File:Beloran.jpg|200px|thumb|left|A portrait of Beloran the Woundtender rendered by Tisket]]


High Lord Beloran the Woundtender, an Aelotoi of the Mrae'ni Clan.
Grand 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 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.
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{| role="presentation" class="wikitable mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"
| <strong>Tales of First Loves</strong>
|-
|''This story is written by Zailon Britbane taken from the log from Tales of First Loves.''

Tales of First Loves was our final installment in the storytelling series out of six. It was presented in Koaratos of 5117
Written by: Sentinel Advisor Zailon Britbane
Edited by: Elder Seer Rovvigen Aniket

Sentinel Zailon looks distracted, before snapping out of his daydream, turning to face you, suddenly aware of your presence.

Zailon says, “Sorry, right. I grew distracted. Well, I met Elder Sentinel Advisor Dirvy years back, you see, I stumbled into
Icemule, wounded and without any herbs left.”

Zailon says, “Right, nevermind. That isn’t what you’re asking about, is it? Another time, I suppose. Tales of First Loves, yes? I remember it well, a very important day for me. Let me paint the story for you.”

Zailon makes a gesture for you to sit down, as he recants the story.

You follow the group down a pathway, ending in the courtyard of the famous Silvergate Inn and take note of a small gathering already in progress. You make your way towards the back, so as not to disrupt the stories in progress.

You note Sentinel Zailon Scampering back from a nearby cart, clutching a slice of watermelon, with a mischievous grin on his face. You decide not to point it out, after all, it’s only watermelon.

Turning from your distraction you note a couple holding hands, coming down the walkway, the leaves swirling behind them with a sense of playfulness, almost escorting the happy couple down into the Inn.

Prophet Rovvigen steps up and begins his announcement, “Today, we host Tales of First loves. We will be discussing the people we’ve met along our long journey, and remembering fondly those who stand out among the rest. “

Sentinel Zailon steps up in front of the gathering and looks toward Dirvy, clearly a man besotted, he begins, “We met some time ago, back in Icemule. I remember I was headed for the rift.”

“Much to my surprise, the town had acquired an Empath; unheard of for quite some time.”

Zailon smiles at Dirvy, “It was a relief to know I could come back from the rift and find healing again, rather than seeking out every herb in existence. And through time, I found not only a healer, but a friend. For a number of years, that’s all there was to it. I was too blind to see what was so plain to everyone else.”

Zailon continues, “After years of indecision, or simple foolishness, I woke up enough to see what was before me, and thankfully, she didn’t turn me away. “

Zailon turns to Dirvy and says, “Thank you for coming on this journey with me.”

Dirvy responds, “How could I have ever said no to you?”

Zailon passes Dirvy a shimmering silk gift cloth.

Dirvy asks, “Shall I open this now?”

Zailon nods to Dirvy.

Dirvy opened the gift cloth and within she found Zailon’s onyx neckchain bearing a glowing pentagram.”

Dirvy responds, “But this is your favorite!”

​And without hesitation Zailon replied, “You are my favorite. I wanted you to have something of importance from me.”

Dirvy softly replied, “I have you, what could be more important?”

And with that Dirvy and Zailon kissed, sealing the event, a public acknowledgement of what was to come. Stories were shared, and hearts were touched and this led us down the path to a wedding on a grand scale, but that is a story for another day.

Prophet Rovvigen stepped before the crowd, prepared to tell his tale of love

Rovvigen says, “This is the story of how Beloran and I got married.”

Rovvigen begins his tale, “Beloran and I met a year and a half ago, in Wehnimer’s Landing. I noticed his vibrant green wings, causing him to stand out from the crowd. It was love at first sight. He gave me a tour of the landing, and we ended up at this beautiful little café.”

Rovvigen gazes outward, lost in memory, “That night be took me on a picnic amongst the stars and told me to make a wish. I made my wish and he asked me what I had wished for, and I could only reply, if I tell you, then it won’t come true.”

Smiling to himself, Rovvigen continues to address the crowd.

Rovvigen says, “That night, I had wished we would have a beautiful wedding, and as of last year we were married, holding two ceremonies to celebrate our nuptials. “

Rovvigen remembers, “Our first time was at the Trine Festival, we held a handfasting after the Halfling tradition, tying a cord about our wrists to show our eternal bond. Our second ceremony was held at the Ice Caverns. “

Zailon leans against Dirvy, listening to Rovvigen’s tale of love found. Nodding quietly to himself, you note that he has donned a rather ostentatious feathered hat and he is now walking with a cane. You begin wonder about his wardrobe choices and find that his story is winding down.

Zailon resumes his focus, “And that is the Tale of First Loves. Dirvy and I couldn’t have gotten a proper start if not for Prophet Rovvigen. We owe him much for that day.”

Zailon nods in acknowledgement and gazes out, resuming his watch over the caravan as you proceed to your next destination.
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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.
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.


===Achievements===
[[Category:Wehnimer's Landing Player Characters]]

[[Category: Adventurers]]
Became [[Argent Aspis]] "Frost King" in 5117 during Winterfest 5117.


Rovvigen and Beloran Capped simultaneously reaching Level 100 on Wednesday, November 7, 5118


Became a Guild Master of the [[Wizard Guild]] in November 28, 5118


Featured in the [[Elanthian Vogue: Eorgaen 5118]] as a Contributor to the Arts along with 4 other individuals.
<br>
[[ File:EV Arts Group 2018.jpg| 500px | thumb | center | Contribution to the Arts, as portrayed by Tisket]]

Pictured from left to right: Luxelle Machtes Ashrim, Rovvigen Aniket, Naamit DMVMD-Braggiani, Nehor, Lynaera Ariamiel

=='''Rovvigen's History'''==

===[[Eyes of the Dawn]] 5116===

==Hobbies & Friends==
[[File:groshandrovvi.jpg|200px|thumb|left|A portrait of Groshk and Rovvigen fishing rendered by Stormyrain]]
Hanging out with friends.

Tracking raffles for various events and keeping up with merchant appearances.

[[Category: Divination]]

Latest revision as of 17:26, 10 August 2022

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
Best Friend Dirvy, Kayse, Balley
Spouse Grand 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 Raffles tracker & Live Event Correspondent, as well as, a Liaison for Cooperative Houses of Elanthia CHE & Player Run Organizations MHO for [[::Category:TownCrier|TownCrier]], and a Master of the Wizard Guild.

Appearance

A portrait of Rovvigen the Seer rendered by Stormyrain

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

Grand 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.

Achievements

Became Argent Aspis "Frost King" in 5117 during Winterfest 5117.


Rovvigen and Beloran Capped simultaneously reaching Level 100 on Wednesday, November 7, 5118


Became a Guild Master of the Wizard Guild in November 28, 5118


Featured in the Elanthian Vogue: Eorgaen 5118 as a Contributor to the Arts along with 4 other individuals.

Contribution to the Arts, as portrayed by Tisket

Pictured from left to right: Luxelle Machtes Ashrim, Rovvigen Aniket, Naamit DMVMD-Braggiani, Nehor, Lynaera Ariamiel

Rovvigen's History

Eyes of the Dawn 5116

Hobbies & Friends

A portrait of Groshk and Rovvigen fishing rendered by Stormyrain

Hanging out with friends.

Tracking raffles for various events and keeping up with merchant appearances.