Backstory

Gilroy was born beneath the strange moons of the Feywild. As a young harengon, he was obsessed with the tales of Sir Tumblewick, a legendary rabbit-folk adventurer who was said to have outwitted hags, robbed archfey, slain terrible beasts and returned home with enough treasure to fill a castle.

Gilroy believed every word.

At eight years old he discovered a portal hidden beneath the roots of an ancient tree in the forbidden forest. Convinced that no great hero ever became famous by staying home, Gilroy stepped through without telling anyone. He landed in Faerûn and the portal closed behind him.

For sixteen years Gilroy survived through speed, charm and an increasingly flexible understanding of property ownership. He learned to sing for his supper, cheat at cards for his drinks and lie whenever the truth seemed inconvenient. When those failed, being small enough to disappear through windows proved equally useful. Somewhere along the way, surviving became travelling, travelling became adventuring, and adventuring became Gilroy's never-ending attempt to prove that his exploits could rival those of Sir Tumblewick.

Among the Winter Exiles, Gilroy finally found something he had been missing since the day he arrived in Faerûn: a place where he truly felt he belonged.

Characteristics

Personality Traits

• The best way to get me to do something is to tell me I can't do it.
• I'm a born gambler who can't resist taking a risk for a potential payoff.
• I lie about almost everything, even when there's no good reason to.
• I pocket anything I see that might have some value.

Ideals

• Creativity. I never run the same con twice.
• Independence. I am a free spirit--no one tells me what to do.