Aelius

Aelius, a siren like the ones that like i water but on land with flowing silver locks, stands shrouded in the cloak of twilight. His piercing gaze pierces the veil of secrets, and his presence commands attention. In his ornate hand he holds a staff crowned with a skull, while a choker with a radiant blue gem accents his neck. The whispers of an ancient lineage and untold powers flow through his veins, making him a paragon of mysticism in a world brimming with arcane wonders.