Deimos - Your favorite Bards Favorite Bard - +5 to Performance just in case you were wondering - After dinner, I can serenade you and we can slip into something with lower armor class

I don’t remember much of my mother…. For as long as I can remember it’s always been my Father and I, even during the times when my father and alcohol teamed against me. From a young age my Dad always showed me my place in life and it was a pretty low place, it wasn’t the lowest place at least the dirt and soil still laid beneath me. “Everyone has a place in life” I thought. Working as a traveling merchant I saw many walks of life, those who were lower than my place and those that are above my place… Yes, that’s where I belong that’s meant to be me it doesn’t fit them Im more deserving than the likes of them. Our travels brought us to Widdern a merchant town. Seeing all the treasures I’ve never laid my eyes on, this Lyre caught my eye I needed to have it but I didn’t have enough coin so I took it into my own hands to take what was mine after being caught and thrown in jail at least they let me keep the Lyre weeks passed facing the thought of not getting out one day the cell door opened “ Deimos your free, get out” I thought it would be my father but no I was met by Diplomats join us or rot away in a cell and following that they brought me to Krog and I’ve been here a full calendar year. I hope my dad doesn’t miss me too much.
 
 
This is rightfully mine….. This is what I deserve. No! Its owed to me and I will use every pawn in my disposal until its me (The King) and only me standing at the top of the mountain -Deimos

Age

18

Gender

Male

Height

5'11