Aramus
a satyr on the brink

satyr wilder

Mortal Seeming: Aaron ("Ara" as he is known to his few friends) is rather tall, rising just over six feet. His shaggy brown hair is close-cropped, offset by brilliant, emerald green eyes. If one looks closely, curly brown hair is visibile sneeking out from under his ragged jeans. Unbeknownst to most mortals, his satyr fur is visible in his mortal seeming.

Fae Mien: Ara wears no clothing but a loose, unbuttoned green vest. When one looks at him, it is immediately apparent that he has seen better days. One horn has been cut clean off right above the base. He has several deep scars running across his chest and upper arms and several patches of fur that are missing from his legs. His age seems to be somewhere around nineteen or twenty but the far away look in his eyes betrays his long years in the Dreaming.

About Aramus: Ara has always been an adventurous spirit. Just after his saining at the age of sixteen, he followed his mentor into the Dreaming. Unfortunately for Ara, his wanderlust got the best of him and he soon left the Silver Path for the wild and exotic vistas of the Near Dreaming. With no guide to lead him to safety and shelter, Ara quickly lost his way. He never saw his mentor again. Ten years later, Ara emerged from the Dreaming, a different person. The adventurous spirit of youth has been forced into slumber by the hard pseudo-reality of the Dreaming. His experiences while wandering, first in the Near Dreaming, and then into the Deep Dreaming, and once into the nightmare of the Far Dreaming, changed Ara from a joyous young childer to a jaded wilder with no joy of life. The horrors he witnessed and suffered under have robbed him of any pleasure in life. Banality slowly seeks to Undo him and unless his joy of life is somehow awoken, he may not be long for this life.