B Phrygian
Chronicler B Phrygian
Ominous Gregorian-style chants proceed his entrance; scholars and religious recognize them as common Liturgical components of worship to Bahamut, the dragon god. A lover of poetry, he delights in expressing his thoughts in lyrical lines of rhyme.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
His slender build makes him an excellent musician and skilled at anything requiring detailed coordination.
Facial Features
Bright red eyes and a glistening black beak
Identifying Characteristics
His colored feathers are the result of tattoos of the regions of his skin that produce them. He often changes the color partway through a feather's growth, giving it a multi-colored appearance.
Special abilities
Mimicry and perfect memory
Apparel & Accessories
He wears a flashy robe that matches his feathers' coloration
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Born to Master of the Flock of Amethyst in the catacombs of the Cathedral of Bahamut, B Phrygian identifies strongly with the Gregorian chants used by the priests. Shortly after his birth, his druid brother Swallow's Call left to wander the woods, observing all there was in nature. Master helped run the Thieves Guild with his wife, Dagger Unsheathing. The guards of Amethyst killed Master in a raid on the guild and imprisoned his wife.
Alone on the streets, he was chanting as he picked the pocket of a regal elf. The elf caught him, but recognized his musical inclinations and brought him back to his massive tower - this was the Lore Master of the Dragon Riders. Going by no other name, the Lore Master devotes himself to the gathering of information in the massive library found in the Dragon Rider's Tower. Under his tutelage, B Phrygian trained to be the Chronicler of the Dragon Riders.
Due to his unique memory and mimicry abilities, B makes an exceptional chronicler for the Lore Master. He religiously keeps a journal and transcribes messages back to the Lore Master, acting as his perfect eyes and ears in the world. B mimics the Lore Master's behavior and philosophies so closely he is essentially an extension of his will.
B had been gathering rumors and books for the Lore Master when he received orders to rendezvous with 3 young Dragon Riders as they begin their exploits.
Education
Raised to be the Chronicler of the Dragon Riders by the Lore Master, B Phrygian has been trained in musical arts and observation. He has experienced many festivals to learn more songs, and has poured over the vast libraries of the Dragon Riders, maintained by the Lore Master.
Employment
Chronicler of the Dragon Riders
Intellectual Characteristics
He cannot invent anything new, but can reproduce anything that he has seen with absolute fidelity.
Curious, he always is seeking out new experiences and knowledge - much more than most of his Kenku brethren. He learned this from the Lore Master, whom he imitates. This allows him to be much more competent at communication with other races than his brethren, as he has a much larger repertoire of stored information.
Morality & Philosophy
All races must be protected, peace through strength and knowledge. The Dragon Riders' history must be preserved for future generations in order to maintain balance in the world.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Chronicle and protect the Dragon Riders and their reputation
Savvies & Ineptitudes
Musical skills
Cannot think of new solutions
Likes & Dislikes
Likes: Books, especially poetry, arcana, and history volumes, and music, especially chants
Dislikes: Romance novels, new dangers, unfamiliar words
Vices & Personality flaws
Addicted to tattoo artistry
Hygiene
Extremely clean, he preens his feathers at least twice a day
Social
Religious Views
The Dragon Riders are Bahamut's arm of peace and justice, and cannot rely on his intervention - they are his intervention.
Mannerisms
Eloquent until he has to use phrases from something other than spoken poetry
Hobbies & Pets
Listening to music
Reading and listening to poetry - finding someone with a good voice to read his favorite poems
Speech
Poetry, overheard phrases
Gifted loner with a perfect memory and perfect pitch tasked with chronicling the adventures of the young dragon riders
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Alignment
Lawful Good
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Chronicler
Age
16 Years Old
Date of Birth
Day of Justice: Grimjaws Day, the 4th day of Justitia, 3500 AR
Birthplace
Amethyst
Children
Current Residence
Dragon Rider Tower
Gender
Male
Eyes
Red
Hair
Black, Red, and Teal feathers
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Black
Height
6'2"
Weight
150 lbs
To The Lore Master
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Dragon Riders Verse 2
The riders went looking for clues,
Searching for Rivena,
But their wishes did not come true.
Hopes dashed, but then a
Spark of possibility,
The Hag of the Quag, the infamous,
Might use her abilities
To actually help us
A bribe she would need,
A mushroom, guarded by black dragon,
Or mage aconite indeed,
Made by the illusive fairy dragons.
Deeming the crystal forest the wiser choice,
The riders set off on their quest,
Flail Snails beseiged us, ruining our poise
Luckily the riders are the very best.
Snails defeated, the search continued
Through the bizarre field of crystal.
The party's sense of dispair renewed
When no sign of the fairy dragons appeared at all
A stroke of luck, and a tasty fruit
Let us see the trail to their den
Psychedelic effects having taken full root
We stumbled into their home all of a sudden
Glittering and shimmering, humming and singing,
We saw the fairy dragons fly through the night
They wished to know what prizes we were bringing
To trade for their mage aconite
Fruit and song we gifted them
And we left with the stones, so instrumental.
Our troubles with the crystal forest were not over then
For suddenly appeared two Air Elementals
Howling and swirling through the air,
Too late to take cover, Welphina was hurled asunder
Her lifeless form filled us with despair,
But Caradoc summoned a healing spirit, and she opened her eyes with wonder
Dragon Riders Verse 1
Dragon riders numbered three,
Summoned in great haste,
With companions meant to be,
Arrived at the farm, no time to waste
Three ogres grim plundered there,
Family lives in danger,
Boyan strategized with great care,
As we’re joined by a stranger
Flowing hair and mind most odd,
Walking forward, oh so brave,
All of us into battle trod,
In order a family to save
Dragons bold struck with their breath,
Others cast their magic strong,
The ogres quickly met with death,
A daring rescue worthy of song
Fetid stink rose off their bodies,
Dragging them back into the Quag we went,
In which we heard discordant melodies,
Smoke billowing that would not relent
Up North past the Fey Tree we followed the trail
Careful not to anger it
To the Green Chasm we did prevail
Where we were met by a hostile Spirit
Rivena by name,
And an army of Ogres gathered
It is she who is to blame
For the monsters she's tethered
Facing certain doom we ran
Quickly through the swamp we traveled
Eluding her forces was our plan
Until around us the Quag unraveled
Safely we return to warn you,
Have no fear, the riders will defeat her
For their hearts and spirits true
Cannot permit to stand any evildoer
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