Alion Sariande

Also known as Imperator Alion the First. Alion is the last scion of the Sariande line, an off-shoot of the exiled royal line of the Chosen, the Sariande's were marginalized for their decision to not worship demons. Alion believes himself to be the legitimate monarch of both Empires, as he comes from the elder line and has not abdicated by worshiping demons.

Childhood
The Sariande family were isolated from the rest of the Chosen by their decision to not worship demons. Though they were not outlaws, they were outcasts from society and built up an independent culture. But life was not easy for the Sariande family, they were in decline by the time Alion came into adulthood. After the disappearance of Volztod the Black, Alion feared that with instability in the ranks of the royal family and Cassus Blackhand nearing the throne, it was time to leave his birthplace behind and return to the home of his ancestors.

Flight
Alion moved through several countries, seeking to get some sense of the world and what is in it before he felt himself ready to become the Emperor. But his flight was not all discovery, upon learning of his escape Lyqul sent demons after the isolated heir. Surrounded by fiends, Alion thought he saw his end before a gleaming knight, surrounded by a host of the heavens came to his aid, the Enlightened Josaphus as he called himself saw an injustice, and expressed interest in protecting Alion from the predations of the Lower Planes. The two traveled for quite some time before Alion decided in earnest to head towards his birthright.

Arival
Upon landing in the Empire, he spent two years in disguise at the College of Magic before Selach found him and asked for his assistance in creating the Glass and Steel Brotherhood. The plan was to establish Alion before asking one of Tisax's daughters for their hand in marriage, granting unity between their two people.

Appearance and Fashion
A handsome and regal elf in the full cusp of adulthood, Alion Sariande has the dark blue eyes and pale blond hair of the elven elite. Though his easy smile and respectable demeanor do not extend to his eyes, which are usually narrowed in suspicion and paranoia. He is usually dressed in plainly decorated robes of extraordinary craftsmanship, keeping his arms bare. When he does dress in the garb of his office, it is an older, more archaic fashion, using designs that have much more in common with religious wear than the more popular hunting and dancing styled clothing of the modern elven noble. His left arm, the dominant, is marked with rich dark blue tattoos that stand out on his sun tanned skin, they state, in the complicated pictographs of elven calligraphy, the birth of The Pentarchy from ice and the phrase "From Ice to Life and from Ice Eternity".