Férius

Prince Férius Aryon of Thalorian was an elven sorcerer played by Chris. He was wrongfully accused of murdering a member of the elven council and was forced into exile alongside his lover and mentor, Sylvacae. As a result of the false accusations and separation from Sylvacae, Férius vowed to regain his rightful place as the leader of the elven race and take the crown for his own no matter what the cost.

Character History

Férius Aryon is the firstborn son of the royal family of the elves. He was born during difficult political times and was raised like every prince is raised: one day to become king. It was not long before he began demonstrating small feats of magic that were beyond his control. His father saw is son’s natural feats of magic as a promising tool and soon sought a mentor to help him reach his full potential as a sorcerer. He chose a close friend of the family, Sylvacae Lauraen, to help with this task. A childhood friend of the king, she served as a member of the royal council and is arguably the most accomplished elven sorcerer within their clan.

His training went well and Férius quickly learned how to become the master of his magic. Eventually, he craved the power that came with learning more complex spells and would spend long hours with Sylvacae perfecting the use of his magic. It was during this time that his familiar, a black Egyptian mongoose he named Sikil had found him. Despite his mentor being more than a hundred years his senior, he found himself drawn to her and they were caught up in a tryst they were forced to keep secret from everyone.

This worked for several years, until his sister, Aérelìa, discovered Férius and Sylvacae one afternoon in the prince’s bedchambers. She threatened to relay the news to their father, but Sylvacae had obtained some information of her own. She knew of an affair Aérelìa was having with a younger member of the council named Kaerl and she also knew that this news would not bode well with the king. All three agreed never to speak of what they knew, but the two siblings’ relationship was forever tarnished.

Perhaps a decade passed with both prince and princess honoring each other’s secret. During this time the rival siblings grew even farther apart and Sylvacae and Aérelìa developed a deep resentment for one another. However, Férius and Sylvacae grew much closer. That is, until everything was forced to change. In the middle of the night on a summer not terribly long ago, Sylvacae burst into Férius’ bedchambers short of breath and with a look of urgency upon her face. This is the face forever burned into Férius’ memory as the face of the woman he loves.

Férius pushed aside the books he was reading, nearly knocking over several candles in the process. “What is wrong?” He asked as he stood up and went to the door to hold Sylvacae. “Kaerl is dead,” She replied. “They found his body in your sister’s chambers. She is speaking with the king - your father - now. I fear she suspects either you or me of his murder.” Férius was taken aback. “How can this be?” “He was found with no marks on his body and no signs of struggle, clearly the work of some sort of evil magic.” “But she could not know that I have not travelled that path! Never have I practiced one of the dark spells in front of her. Never…” “I know that, Férius, but is there truly a way for her to know?” The prince sighed heavily and raised a hand to his eyes, deep in thought. “No, she could not know for certain. Regardless of how I have hidden it from her, she could not know for sure.” “There are no other suspects, my love. No one is as powerful as I in this kingdom. None who could have gotten into the princess’ bedchambers.” Férius lowered his hand from his furrowed brow and looked into her eyes. “You had nothing to do with this, did you? Promise me, Sylvacea, that you did not kill Kaerl.” “I am as innocent as you are in this deed.” Férius kissed her swiftly. “Innocent we may be, but we must leave, both of us. Tonight. My sister has no reason to keep our love a secret if hers is dead. She will tell my father everything and you will be charged with the murder. She will make certain of that. And he will obey her. She always was his favorite.” There was an obvious tone of resentment in his voice before he slipped into the silence required by deep thought. After a moment, Sylvacae broke the silence. “The guards, Férius. They are coming.” Noticing that her lover said nothing, she shouted at him, “Férius!” This seemed to break him from his trance. “Where will we go?” He asked. “I am not sure where you will go. However, I must attend to some business before I can find you again.” “Find me? Where are you--?” Férius looked to Sylvacae. “How can you be so calm amidst such chaos?” “I haven’t the time to explain, my love. I will find you. I know not when that day will come, but wherever your journey takes you, I promise that we will be reunited.” She kissed him and as the sound of the approaching guards grew louder and louder, Férius looked to the door. When he turned back to look at Sylvacae, she was nowhere in sight. She had disappeared completely and the guards were near. As they burst into the room, Férius reacted on instinct alone, throwing reason and logic to the wind. He raised his hands and felt magic flow from his body to the guards. He killed three of his own kind in a fraction of a second and without consciously willing himself to do so. The feeling of that kind of power flowing through him sent chills up his spine and all he knew was that he craved more… Férius went to the chest and removed the item given to him by Sylvacae, which he carefully hid in a pocket. Then, like his love, he disappeared silently into the night.

Férius has not seen Sylvacae or his homeland since that night, nearly seven years ago. She is the only person to whom Férius feels he is indebted and remains the only person he cares for. He despises most of his elven clan, especially those people in positions of power, for they are the closest to his father. He disregards his mother completely and views his father as an enemy and the main person standing between him and the throne. He would kill his sister, given the chance. In fact, he has his eye on a group of powerful individuals seeking conquest, much like himself, who require a royal sacrifice in order to join their ranks. He views his sister as a means of accomplishing this task. He has killed many more people since that night and has immersed himself fully in schemes of usurping the throne from his father for reasons of both revenge and power. He has learned to trust no one and to feel no sympathy for those fell by his hand for getting in his way. He will do anything in order to find Sylvacea or to steal his father’s throne…Anything.

Personality

Several interesting aspects of Ferius’ personality should be mentioned. Being raised as prince of the elves, he still retains a sense of honor (at least in one aspect). He dislikes attacking from behind or participating in any sort of ambush. He prefers to allow his combatants a chance for a fair, face-to-face fight (mostly because this way, they can see that it is him attacking them). He is also very vindictive and will stop at nothing to correct any small slight made against him, no matter what the cost. He will hold a grudge until the day after the end of time.

Merits & Flaws

• Blessing of Venus
• Clear Thinker
• Perceptive
• Silver Tongued
• Compulsive
• Distinctive Style
• Enemies
• Hatred
• Past Troubles
• Vindictive
• Warrior Honour

Trivia

• Chris fucking loves Férius.
• Férius is the reason for Chris' black soul. Chris used to be lawful/good...now he's neutral/evil.
• Férius had a charisma of 26, a Bluff modifier of 40, a Diplomacy modifier of 34, and an Intimidate modifier of 25.
• By the end of the campaign, Férius had eight Kick-Ass Evil Points.
• He killed his sister and unborn niece/nephew.
• His sister deserved it.