Andrik Krage, Suel Wizard of the Schnai

Andrik Krage stands an impressive 6’1” in height, but seems much taller at a distance because of his exceedingly thin frame.

His angular eighteen year old face would be piercing if he was not seemingly blind; his milky white eyes hide a keen intellect that is often only displayed by mild expressions of a raised right eyebrow or sly half-grin forming in the right corner of his lips.

Andrik wears a new robe of heavy grey cotton cloth which falls nearly to his feet over a bleached white tunic and trousers of fine linen. Over his shoulders Andrik wears a heavy hooded mantle of grey cotton; the hood’s silken trim decorated in various holy writings and symbols belonging to the faith of Wee Jas.

Over his right shoulder and across his chest to his left hip beneath his cloak is a well oiled leather satchel that is wrapped tightly to prevent moisture from entering. Along the straps of this satchel are numerous tiny pouches and oddities that only a user of arcane magic would carry.

In contrast to the fine clothes Andrik wears is the piece of driftwood he clings to and uses as both walking stick and staff for combat. While long and slender enough, this particular piece of wood might serve well as kindling for a fire than as a staff for striking; it simply seems too fragile to serve that purpose.

Many might think Andrik is a priest of Wee Jas…and in truth, he has considered embracing his chosen deity more closely; but for now he is only a very knowledgeable lay worshiper of her faith more akin to a scholar or scribe that might be found in her temples.

Andrik was born in 568 in a gutter of the Schnai capital of Soull. His mother, a jarl's daughter, gave birth to him following the assassination of her whole family and then sucumbed to the assassin's poison herself. The babe, named Andrik by the sea reaver Djom, who found him was taken to the king as no other living relative survived, his father having died during raids into the Bone March months earlier.

King Orvung found a wet nurse Hortha, but the poison that was still in the infant's body caused excruciating pain and a cleric of Wee Jas was called to see after Andrik. Thinking the priestess of Death and Magic would simply look after the babe until he had passed the king was surprised when she asked to take Andrik back to the temple and look after him.

King Orvung was more than happy to clean his hands of the whole affair and exiled the sea reaver and Andrik's wet nurse at the same time. No one else guessed that the priestess of Wee Jas, Vara, was actually an agent of the Scarlet Brotherhood and recognized Andrik as a long lost scion of Lendore. His bloodline highly sought out by the scarlet monks.

She quickly arranged passage to the shrouded lands of the Scarlet Sign far to the south and after disposing of Djom and the wet nurse Hortha, Andrik was on his way to the lands of the Scarlet Brotherhood.

At first Andrik lived the life as only one of the most pure of Suel blood can live among the monks. But at the age of eight when he was to begin his martial training his outward purity seemed to only mock the monks by his woefully inadequate physical strength and constitution. Even the secondary caste that excelled at stealth and espionage seemed beyond his abilities.

Andrik was turned over to the least caste to be trained at the magical arts. He quickly excelled and in most cases surpassed the magical understanding of his tutors. But as he expanded his knowledge of the world around him he became appalled at the history of the Brotherhood and the various programs and missions that they were undertaking.

During this time, news came to Andrik that his “mother” Vara had been slain during unknown actions within the Kingdom of Keoland…the news hardly meant anything to Andrik who felt he only owed the woman his religious faith in Wee Jas.

In 586 Andrik was finally given an assignment by the Brotherhood outside of a library or spell chamber: he was to travel to the city of Sasserine to assist an older wizard in a task assigned by Elder Brother Hammandaturian. It would seem that fate had other plans for Andrik however.

The ship was attacked and sunk by tritons in Jeklea Bay. One of the tritons was a priest that scanned the wreckage for survivors and spared Andrik determining he was not evil. The triton priest even went so far as to help the struggling mage to a piece of floating wreckage and out of curiosity ask about his past.

Andrik was eventually rescued by a patrol ship from Fort Fendawar an outpost of Sasserine that brought him to that cities docks. Andrik quickly found out that there was an operating embassy of the Scarlet Sign and it wouldn't be long before they would look for any survivors from his ship. Learning of Cauldron not far to the south he set off with the next merchant caravan in his best hope for freedom from the Scarlet Brotherhood.