The Vicious Isles
Lia-Valanthe Nailo (Violet Nightbreeze)
A well dressed, lovely lady with a rapier wit.
Half-Elf Bard who is an Entertainer, skilled in the Dulcimer, Lute and Flute.
Stats: Str: 12, Dex: 14, Con: 14, Int: 10, Wis: 9, Cha: 17
AC: 13 (Leather Armor) HP: 10 (1d8+2)
Skills: Acrobatics, Deception, Perception, Performance, Persuasion, Sleight of Hand, Stealth.
Abilities: Darkvision 60 feet, Advantage on save versus Charm, Immune to Sleep spells, Dexterity & Charisma Saving Throws.
Languages: Common, Elvish & Dwarvish
Bardic Inspiration: 1d6+3 (3 times per day) to an other’s roll
Cantrips: Prestidigitation, Mage Hand
Level 1: Thunderwave, Bane
A pipe that blows bubbles
It was the middle of the Spring Solstice when my mother, Aliavala became enchanted by a mysterious man in masked dress. He wooed her with a voice so lovely that he could only be Branchala, the God of Music. Upon morning’s first light he was gone, leaving only his seed to grow into a small baby girl. Upon my birth I did not cry as other babies did, but sang as sweet as a nightingale. Branchala had obviously gifted his daughter with an amazing voice.
Once I was old enough I disembarked on a journey, nay a quest, to bring laughter and music to the darkest corners of the world.
Nobody can stay angry at me, or even around me for too long. My gift for defusing tension and easing strained egos is very helpful.
Honesty: Art should reflect the soul, springing from within and revealing who we really are. If you are a person of worth then there is no need to hide in the darkness of lies.
I idolize the hero of old tales, and hope to measure my deeds against that of the greatest champions of light that once roamed this world. To such end, I will do most anything to win fame and become renown. This of course means moving to the Vicious Isles where fame and fortune are ready for the brave to seize.