Arathain, son of Cúthalion, is a silent wanderer newly come to the wild vales of Pax Dei, cloaked in weathered grey and bearing the keen-eyed watchfulness of one long accustomed to shadowed paths and hidden perils. Of mixed elven and mortal blood, orphaned by ancient sorrows, he speaks little of his past, yet his sure hands yearn to master forge and hammer, leather and timber, while in battle he seeks ever the forefront—clad in mail or plate, wielding great blade, axe, maul, or bow with a grim and steadfast resolve.