This looks like it could be a lot of fun. Below is my proposed character. My goal was to create the kind of character you find yourself trusting when everything tells you that you shouldn't, while providing an element of fun still maintaining the dark atmosphere. While his affectations might make him seem invulnerable, he is quite mortal, and he knows it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Name: Davte Rilal (abandoned) Age: 350 Gender: M Nickname: Davanteaux Race: High Elf Skills: As an experienced bard, Davanteaux has mastered a variety of musical instruments in a multitude of genres. While the first century of his life was devoted to traditional anthems and dances of the High Elves, Davanteaux's profane lyrics and atonal compositions drew great controversy in traditional Elven culture. Since that period of his life, he has learned the styles and tropes found in many lands among all known races. In his life of traveling, Davanteaux is practiced in the art of tact and making himself difficult to find. Within the last fifty years, Davanteaux has familiarized himself with the culinary arts. His breakfasts are well-loved. Profession: Bard; Wanderer Religion: As a worshipper of Icthus, Davanteaux considers his profession as a bard to be a life-long religious pilgrimage. The exact reasoning behind this decision is ambiguous. Equipment: Davanteaux travels light and unarmored, adorned in clothes just slightly more fashionable than practical. His tunic and fine silk pants remain clean and untattered in spite of his lifestyle. In the medium-sized pack slung over his shoulder, he keeps all items necessary for his survival. In the pouches on the outside of the pack, he keeps nine different spices in small containers collected from his travels. In the main compartment, spare clothing and bedding are meticulously organized with his musical instruments so that all items are easily accessible at any given moment. The instruments he keeps provide him with the largest diversity in sound, being a lute and bow, a drum with sticks, and a metal horn with a sliding action and clicking valves. Among his vestment is hidden a small dagger, which he shows freely when using it as a kitchen knife while cooking. Personality: Davanteaux's general manner could lead to the interpretation that he is insane. Cordial and warm, he is very welcoming to all regardless of their reaction to him. While most are put at ease by this introduction, his endless praise of the new world and celebration of all elements thereof is highly upsetting to most listeners. At first he is merely tolerated, but his aggressive friendliness, artistic and culinary skill, and familiarity with social obligations allow him to maneuver himself in almost any group. After a seemingly arbitrary period of time, he will suddenly disappear, only to arrive in another place to start his process over again. In very rare moments, it is possible for the skilled to see a flash of bitter fury come across his face, which instantly dissolves into his usual laughing smile, leaving a doubt that it ever happened. Backstory: Davte Rilal was born into a musician's caste, resigning himself to entertain nobility in a mundane and static environment. While he did exactly what was expected of him, he received a standard and satisfactory fare and the affections of a few uninteresting courtiers. His only solace was in the time he spent in the libraries, where the old knowledge was kept. Eventually, after discovering the doctrines and philosophy of Icthus, Davte isolated himself from society for weeks. Reemerging as Davanteaux, his new habits (although enticing to some) were far too scandalous for the conservative court. Widely considered to have lost his mind, he was ostracized and nearly censured. Before an arrest could be made, Davanteaux disappeared. After abandoning High Elven society at the age of 100, Davanteaux spent the next 100 years learning the ways of as many cultures as possible. In this time, in played in many noble courts and in front of peasantry. His crafted lyrics were inoffensive and specifically appealing to the crowd for which he played. A constant theme in his music of this period was the promise of a greater future, and the rebirth of the ingenuity of all races. At the time of Worldbane, he found himself entertaining a Human King. As the kingdom was invaded, his knights slaughtered, and his towns burned, Davanteaux played an overture. The kingdom had been eliminated within a week, but his was not among the corpses. In the remaining days of chaos, he was seen amidst several armies leading their musicians in ushering forces to battle. He shouted noble words of duty and honor as the soldiers marched directly to their deaths. Once again, his was not among the corpses. These activities would become legends passed around by the scant survivors, and forgotten over the decades. For the next 150 years, Davanteaux's activities began to seem erratic and inconsistent as he traveled among the settlements. His name and deeds of this period are most often preserved in conversations in the public houses over ale. Additional Info: Although hardly famous, Davanteaux has a reputation as an almost mythical character in multiple regions. He is known to restore virility, convince entire villages to worship death, save children from starving using grass, cuckold nobleman, pacify rebels, and kidnap the unmarried. Of course, his general tendencies and enigmatic nature lend themselves to gross embellishment. Edit: Expanded background as per request.