Morthos Art

Once upon a time, 32 years ago in fact, a Tiefling  was born in a shabby, worn down cottage on one of the darkest allys in Neverwinter. The Mother of this boy, a professional seer, often came home late, drunken and smelling terribly of drunken humans. Therefore, the boy took care of himself. He scouted through the streets during the day and climbed on roofs in the dark of the night. He was happy with his small life, maybe because he liked it that way, maybe because he knew no better. And he enjoyed nothing more than the sounds of notes being intervoven into the most beautiful harmonies by minstrels and bards throughout the city. Yet one thing pushed its way to the forefront of his mind: he was utterly alone. Upon this realisation he began wondering. Were people always as singled? It did not appear so, many of them seemed to even have fixed groups. When he tried to ask his mother, she started yelling at him. There was no time for such foolish thoughts, who would need others? But when he left the still shouting woman behind in their cottage, he noticed she too was crying. The next day a new thought arose: humans, elves and dwarfs all alike seemed to actively avoid him, rather then just did not notice! There was one exception to this rule though. For some time now, the boy was having another occupancy during the evening hours: in front of an inn only two blocks away, a Halb-Elfen was playing the most beautiful music the 12-year old had ever heard. One Evening, this woman called him to her after her performance, she had noticed his reoccurring attention and was curious. Anataea and the young Tiefling fling noticed at once, that they shared a deep passion for music and melodic harmony. During the next months, she became his best friend and started teaching him the bardic ways. After a while, he chose to expand his given name to Morthos "Art", to describe in one syllable this deepest of his passions. Anataea cared for the boy more than any being ever had. She introduced him to her aquaintances, who extended their profession to certain services for richer men in aquiring goods and information through... unconventional ways. Yet Art learned, that such acts might be neccessary to keep your friends well fed and even safe.
Over the last couple of years, life in the allyways of Neverwinter became ever so much harsher, as people startet to go missing. The small group surrounding Anataea dwindled fast. They had to do something. Someone needed to fetch help from more influential people to stop these losses. When Anataea bade Art to keep his eyes and ears wide open for help and possibly set out on such an adventure, he eagerly agreed.
"And with this, my story only begins to unfold."
-Morthos Ar

Physical Description

Body Features

Morthos has roughly 30 cm long curved horns protruding from his forehed. In addition to a long tail flickering about, when he is excited.

Personality Characteristics

Virtues & Personality perks

Morthos is always calm, no matter what the situation. He never raises his voice or lets his emotions control him. He would rather make a new friend than a new enemy. He is loyal to his friends, not to any ideals, and everyone else can take a trip down the Styx for all he cares.

Vices & Personality flaws

An innocent person is in prison for a crime that he committed. He is okay with that.

Alignment

Neutral Good

Current Location

Phandalin

Species

Tiefling

Gender

Male

Eyes

Black

Hair

Brown

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Blood Red with Dark Spots all over his Skin

Height

1,87 m

Weight

65 kg