Arion the Wanderer

Arion's Arms:
Or, goutty de sang,
on a pile throughout azure, a trident Or

Arion's Badge:
Gules, a trident within a orle Or

Motto: Areté

Associations:

Barony of Dragon's Laire

Persona

I am Arion, called the Wanderer, a 4th century BC anachronism in the SCA culture. I was born to a Greek mother and Celt father in the Greek trading colony of Olbia in the Scythian lands north of the Euxine Sea. My father traded gold and silver torcs between his homeland of Alesia in Gaul, along the great mother river, the Danuvius, all the way to Scythia. When I reached an age where my father thought me useful, he taught me his trade. After he died, I traveled south of the great mountains into the fertile lands north of Rome. This trip changed my life for the better. When I was trading with the Senones in the Po river valley, Roman "ambasadors" killed a Senone chieftian. As a matter of honor, the Senone tribesmen lead by Brennus, traveled to Rome and sacked the city. It fell except for the fortified Capitoline Hill. After seven months of raids in the country side and multiple failed attempts to capture the Capitoline Hill brought us to an impasse, the Romans agreed to give us 14 talents of gold to leave. My share of this bounty allows me to travel and trade as I will.

I have traveled the world, meeting sages and Kings. I've learned the god's names among the foreign peoples and their rites of worship. At Sais, the temple priests told me of Egypt's history back thousands of years, and of how Poseidon's anger destroyed the Minoan civilization. I have seen more than Odysseus and live to tell the tales.