Bayour Lake
Theterm "Emo" doesn't exist in Tairos
Stagename "Sunslake"
“For my audition today, I will be doing a scene from Roselair’s third Songs of the Pale Moon cycle…the lament over the coming bloody battle.” “Uh, the sessions today are for a children’s puppet show. This selection for your scene read is hardly relevant, much less appropriate.” “…I disagree.”Despair is a common condition in Tairos; unfortunately for its inhabitants, it is also a condition no one is trained to treat professionally and usually ended badly for the sufferer. Nothing as dramatically overwrought as despair should be attributed to Bayour, but he often felt himself teeter on the edge of it, when he felt anything at all. His advantages growing up did not seem to help with this emptiness. He had parents that were alive and present; his mother Jinsa Lake is a skilled and well regarded ruins explorer; cunning, strong, but possessing of enough compassion that the job did not create someone jaded to the world. She raised her son to be practical and cautious in between her exploration. His father is similarly successful like his mother, but none would accuse him of an abundance of compassion. Reputed to be some sort of nobility from Melanthris, though he never spoke of it, Professor Ruvaen of the University of Ghal Pelor history department was far more strict with his son and rarely spoke a kind word to him, demanding that he achieve a position beyond the rabble he considered himself having the unfortunate duty to instruct. Bayour grew up withdrawn and quiet, and also bewildered how his parent’s union ever happened. The only person Ruvaen showed positive feelings towards was Jinsa, and even then only when he thought no one was looking. Their lifestyle was comfortable and though Jinsa associated herself with all manner of people in her dangerous line of work, Bayour rarely had to deal with that danger. By the time he was nearing adulthood, Ruvaen had plotted Bayour’s course of study at the university. There was an argument, which was rare as Bayour did not like confrontation as a youth, and so Jinsa broke some news in order to cut the tension and offer an alternative. Through her contacts with the Westbound Star Company, she had managed to get a position as an aide to one of the caravan leaders of the New Sanctuary Expedition; she was to set off in a month’s time and wanted her family to join her, as she would be gone for an extended period and offered Bayour the chance to start fresh in a new environment. Caught off guard, Ruvaen accepted immediately, deciding to go on sabbatical and use his connections to become a liaison with the Melanthrin armed forces that would eventually protect the colony while Jinsa worked for the Westbound Star. While Bayour had little excitement for actual adventuring, he accepted, figuring it to be a better option than to follow his father’s path. While traveling with the caravan, Bayour was exposed to people from other settlements and had a chance to hone his skills outside the city life he was accustomed to. It turned out he had a minor talent for dealing with trouble, handy as the expedition was often challenging and perilous. Once they reached the colony, New Sanctuary became home for some time. For all the hardship, Bayour found some purpose out here, and was content, though still he felt unsatisfied. As with many stories, at some point, a boy meets a girl. One morning, while out on errands for Jinsa, Bayour came across a small caravan preparing to leave Ghal Pelor. A group of unusual people milled about preparing to leave. In the rearmost wagon, a dark skinned girl seemingly Bayour’s age sat reading a large tome. Her close cropped teal hair and colorful clothing stood out, but her eyes were what caught Bayour’s attention immediately. They had an almost eternal quality to them. And so, he did something he rarely did; he spoke to a stranger unbidden and without prior need. The girl smiled at his greeting, moving the book aside. Sitting next to her, Bayour asked what she was reading, trying to hide his nervousness. Beaming, she hefted it up, flipping through its pages. It was a book of plays, but none that Bayour had ever heard of before. She read several lines from them, having the two of them reenact scenes from some of her favorites; Romance of the Sea of Stars, Tales from the Midnight Circus, A Festival for Wizards, Twilight of the Shining City. The stories were alien and, to Bayour, captivating. Hours passed as they talked. She was heading to Ghal Pelor with her family, hoping to become entertainers; they couldn’t stay in New Sanctuary any longer. When it came time to depart, Bayour realized he never asked her name. Quickly inquiring as the caravan was moving out, she wrote it out on parchment and gave it to him; Imme’ Llmh, saying he might forget it if she didn’t. He tore the parchment in half and wrote down Bayour Sunslake, handing it to her. He mentally apologized to his mother for having not used her surname. “I won’t forget you, and if you see my name in the future, I hope you won’t either.” She laughed sadly as the caravan moved from the settlement. As Bayour returned home, he overheard whispers as he walked by from some of the settlers about “the Fae,” and how grateful they were at least a few had left voluntarily. He largely ignored this. Over the following weeks, Bayour read every book he could find about the history of playwrights, the art of acting and of drama. He had never had a true hobby before, only duties and skills to survive with. The hobby became a passion. He made a decision eventually that he would travel to Ghal Pelor, back home again, but this time on his own. To avoid a fight with Ruvaen, Bayour lied convincingly about wanting to study in the university. Though his father seemed to believe this sudden change of heart, Jinsa looked at her son with hidden understanding. As Bayour prepared to leave, his mother hugged him and said softly for him to seek out his Uncle Dayne Reed, who might be able to offer help in times of trouble. The following months were difficult for Bayour. He soon learned that contrary to his true nature, if he wished to succeed, he had to train himself to be other people; he smiled more often, offered assistance openly and laughed more easily, becoming a friendly face others could rely on. Over time, he managed to succeed in becoming the easy going persona that might draw others in, something he knew he must master in order to become a true storyteller and performer. What he did not succeed in, was advancing his career on stage. Real life had true stakes, and so he did well in those situations; however, in his attempts at performing on stage, one audition after another led to constant rejection as he awkwardly flubbed his performances. Eventually, he was forced to seek out his uncle Dayne and ask for help earning funds. What relation Dayne had to Jinsa was unknown even to Bayour; he had only met him several times growing up and his opinion of him was more sour than his relationship with Ruvaen. The man was extremely unpleasant and penny pinching, and so unlike his mother that he doubted they were truly blood related. But, Jinsa was also one of the few people that Dayne seemed to alter his attitude to what might approach “cordial”, and so when Bayour showed up on his doorstep and gave him the letter Jinsa hastily wrote to Dayne, he did not immediately kick him out. He had not changed; grumpy and rude as always, he offered Bayour little in the way of assistance outside a place to sleep and the promise of occasional employment. While Dayne kept true to his word, Bayour’s funds needed supplementing as he had to keep up the ruse he was attending the university. Having enrolled in the literature department, he was also forced to find menial labor at the Mercy Hill Hospital, which was out of the way enough but still connected to the school that he could make money quietly without attracting attention as the son of one of its noted professors. The upshot to working at the hospital was that its odd employees offered a great opportunity to train his act on; eventually, he found several outsiders he could relate to, and these relationships bolstered his hope that one day he would see himself on a grand enough stage to truly test his talent and, with any luck, lead himself back to Imme’ again to add to her tome of tales.Bayour and puppeteer in what will soon be another rejection
Mental characteristics
Education
Ghal Pelor primary education system; enrolled in the University of Ghal Pelor Literature department, though he does not attend classes
Employment
Mercy Hill Hospital as a janitor; Dayne Reed's maybe replacement mercenary
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Expression through art
Social
Contacts & Relations
Westbound Star Caravan
Family Ties
Possible relation to Dayne Reed, but not known for certain
Social Aptitude
On a surface level, quite good. All of Bayour's interactions socially are well played and practiced. Dig deeper and he will make things up to cover his true personality.
Relationships
Alignment
Chaotic Good
Age
20
Spouses
Siblings
Children
Pronouns
He/Him
Sex
Male
Gender
Man
Height
5'8"
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