Aetyleus the Elder

"Kobolds are the true threat to humanity, you'll see."

General Introduction
Aetyleus the Elder is profoundly skilled in use of Transmutation and Evocation, as well as demonstrating a moderate proficiency in the other schools of Arcane Magic. Rightfully bearing the title of Archmage, Aetyleus conducts himself in the utmost disciplined and professional manner regarding his practition at all times. Establishing himself as a subject-matter expert of Magical Studies and Alchemy, Aetyleus often provides lectures, demonstrations, and council for the more disciplined and mature magi of Dalaran and Grand Alliance under the strict guidelines and watchful eye of the Kirin Tor and other magical authorities.

Physical Description
Typically adorned in the formal and traditional wears of the older generations of magi consisting of long flowing robes and pointed hats, Aetyleus' pale complexion could probably be used as a mirror to those who got close enough. Eyes laid sunken within their sockets and dull in appearance, the elder stood a measly five-foot seven-inches with a slight hunch. Noticeable to those familiar with the man, Aetyleus walked with a slight limp in his left leg, having to rely heavily upon his staff for quick mobility. His forehead was decorated with deep wrinkles when he spoke and gestured, rising and falling like the tide of the sea.

His attire was rich in vibrant color and crafted from artisan Stormwindian tailors with the finest fabrics available. Lined heavily with pockets, Aetyleus keeps many of his personal keepsakes, trinkets, and other reagents stowed away on his person for if their need should ever arise. It would be an incredibly uncommon sight to see the elder wizard without his signature pointed hat as it was one of his most prized articles of clothing. On his left ring finger, were one would normally wear a wedding band, instead rested an old bronze Kirin Tor Signet Ring, a parterd gift from dear friend and Magocracy Senator from times since passed.

Youthful Days
550 K.C.: Aetyleus was born in the year 550 King's Calendar along the banks of Lake Everstill near the small mountainous town of Lakeshire in the Redridge province 43 years before the opening of the Dark Portal to a small and poor wheat-farming family. At the age of two he was sent off to live with his Uncle in the neighboring region of Elwynn Forest. Raised as a stable-hand on his rather neglectful Uncle's small ranch near the bustling trade-hub of Sunnyglade, Aetyleus would often find himself lulled by the astonishing fabled feats and achievements of the nearby Magi of the Tower of Azora told by travelers making their way East.

564 K.C.: At the age of fourteen the young boy decided hay, mud, and chilly nights in the stables was no longer the lifestyle that best suited his youthful aspirations. With the aid of the cover of darkness Aetyleus escaped off into the night never to return home again.