Amaruior Heirakaunt
Human • Archmage • Lawful Neutral
Age: 41
Gender: Male
Languages: Common, Draconic, Elvish, Loross
Occupation: Arcanist
Location: ruined Netherese enclaves • arcane libraries • mage academies
Adventure Hooks: seeks an laborers to investigate a recently uncovered Netherese ruin • offers magical expertise in exchange for access to an ancient archive • requests aid in recovering an artifact he believes predates the fall of Netheril
Appearance.
Amaruior has olive skin, smooth raven-black hair that falls well past his shoulders, and sharp amber eyes that rarely miss the smallest detail. Layered robes of deep sapphire and muted silver drape elegantly around him, embroidered with geometric patterns unfamiliar to modern tailors. Delicate tattoos glowing with pale golden arcane energy trace intricate lines across his face and disappear beneath his robes, pulsing softly whenever he channels magic.
Personality.
Calm, articulate, and intensely observant, Amaruior approaches the modern world with equal parts fascination and bewilderment. He asks surprisingly mundane questions about customs, language, and everyday conveniences while treating legendary historical figures as though they were merely names from recent politics. Although immensely knowledgeable, he rarely assumes his old ways are inherently superior, instead viewing the present as another age worthy of study.
Backstory.
Born during the final decades of the Netherese Empire, Amaruior served as a promising arcanist researching magical preservation. When catastrophe struck, he sealed himself inside an experimental stasis chamber beneath a secluded laboratory, expecting to awaken only weeks later. Instead, he emerged into a world where his homeland had become myth, its language forgotten, and its greatest achievements reduced to scattered ruins and speculation.
Motivations.
Amaruior wishes to preserve an authentic account of Netherese culture before legends distort it beyond recognition. At the same time, he hopes to understand how magic and civilization evolved during the centuries he unknowingly slept through.
Flaws.
He often assumes long-standing institutions or traditions are only temporary because, from his perspective, even kingdoms seem fleeting. Amaruior also struggles with feelings of isolation, finding it difficult to form lasting connections with people whose lives pass in what feels like the blink of an eye.
Secrets.
He secretly keeps a list of modern words and expressions that he accidentally misused in conversation, reviewing them each evening so he can avoid repeating the mistakes. Whenever he visits a new settlement, he quietly purchases a small local trinket or keepsake, hoping that surrounding himself with pieces of the present will help him feel less like a relic of the past.