Amanellus (ah-mah-NELL-oos)

A Resident

Amanellus (a.k.a. Amen)

Amanellus was born to the island winds and sunburnt fields of the western Mediterranean, his earliest memories filled with sea salt, reeds, and the clatter of chains. Enslaved young and sold to a Roman household, he was eventually gifted to Lucius as an attendant—an offering for loyalty or perhaps just convenience. Yet in Lucius he found neither cruelty nor indulgence, only a steady quietness that watched but never commanded more than needed. In time, trust grew. When Lucius freed him, Amanellus chose not to leave. Their journeys eastward were filled with silence, shared meals, and the comforting presence of someone who had always seemed to understand the weight of unspoken things. When they found Velkorim, Amanellus was the first to kneel beside him, fingers gentle, voice low. He saw in the nomad not weakness, but resistance—a kind of fire he remembered from his own youth. He was the last to step into the fog, unsure of what he was leaving behind, and the first to cry when Tír na nÓg gave them back their youth. In this new realm, Amanellus gathers color—wildflowers, lichen, mineral dust—and crushes them into pigments and perfumes. His satchel always smells faintly of lavender and iron. He speaks little, but sings when he works, and the melodies wind through their home like threads. He still wears the anklet he crafted from his broken collar.

Current Location

Pacaluna

Species

Duine

Ethnicity

Sicagic

Realm

Tír na nÓg

Professions

Feirmeoir

Spouses

Lucius Severianus (Cathbhráithre)

Velkorim (Cathbhráithre)

Siblings

Children

Sex

Male

Sexuality

Omnephilic

Other Affiliations

Amanellus (ah-mah-NELL-oos)

A Resident

Amanellus (a.k.a. Amen)

Relationships

Amanellus

Lucius Severianus

Amanellus

Velkorim