He is the firstborn of Annika Bersk, from House Bersk. They are a newly made house in the magocratic city of Veltalar (her mother is a sorceress, of humble origins but with the discovery of her powers, she got herself a husband, a title and a house).
Ivor has not shown any signs of sorcery so he had decided to help his family ascending the social pyramid by using his charm and his skills in the bureaucratic office; and so he did for some years.
One day though, something changed, powers were discovered yet not entirely his, so he decided to travel in search for glory, fame, power and riches in order to get back and keep on helping his family.
Apparently, he loves: himself, his family and draconic creatures.
After being holed up in my mansion, doing secret things that I won't tell you I am out.
Jokes aside, the month was a bit a boring, not gonna lie, but isn’t it part of life? To be bored? To live with your own thoughts?
It was me, Wuyon'e and Azrael
Everything started at the Kelp & Kraken tavern in Vornskar, where Thalia and Erlan revealed that the pirate king Uazi was mutating his crew with black brine to awaken the leviathan Joturr, prompting Erlan to steal the artifact known as the Celestial Tidewheel. As the town was suddenly invaded by the Dark Tide, we fought our way through the flooded streets while protecting Erlan from a terrifying freezing transformation. Reaching the Bonewharf Docks, while Captain Aurora clashed with the pirates, Wuyon'e raced up the Stormspire Lighthouse to slot the Tidewheel into its ancient recess, blinding our foes with a burst of spectral light. After defeating massive frost giants and a colossal storm crab, we boarded The Cutlass and convinced a stunned Captain Aurora to set sail straight into the raging, forbidden maelstrom of Jorturr’s Fury to finish this war once and for all
-Ivor Bersk
We traveled to the cold North where, after saving a couple of guards, fighting spirits and some angry Rhemorhaz, we managed to get to Bryn Shander and to make contact in the name of the Syndacate.
Upon our arrival in Hillsfar—a city notoriously hostile to non-humans—we barely stepped inside the local tavern before chaos broke out: the bartender was poisoned, and a mysterious red-robed figure abruptly appeared. We managed to save the bartender’s life (claiming a bottle of wine as compensation), while the stranger informed us that Bert, the goblin who had hired us to investigate the town's poisonings, had just been arrested for the crime.
To prevent a surge of racial tension and violence against non-humans, we needed to clear Bert’s name. Our investigation led us into a subterranean basement connected to the Underdark. After defeating the goblins guarding the area on Bert's orders, we searched the hideout for evidence. Among numerous clues, a local squirrel was crucial to the case.
We gathered our findings and rushed to the courtroom. There, we uncovered the true culprit: an oblex leading a slimy cult. The creature was assimilating humanoids and impersonating the prosecution to incite racial hatred, using the chaos as cover for its own covert expansion. We vanquished the beast and exonerated Bert, who, lacking the gold to pay us, rewarded our efforts with a set of magic items instead.
Life in Loudwater is nice, but that's not what I wanna tell you
I have had two close encounters with the cult of the dragon, in a faraway land northeast from here. My eyes laid on a powerful green dragon, the Maimed Virulence, Vorgansharax
I feel closer to find a way into the cult. The first part of my plan will be succesful. Master will be pleased.
Vroom vroom
What the hell was even that? We got transported to Avernus into a hellish car race. Not funny.
I wanted to meet the Duke's son instead.
As the Giants threat became more real than ever, the need for a here felt urgent.
It is in this occasion that I stood up against the larger people.
Going around the land, looking for more allies, strategising with the chief captain, offering the occasional warmth: those were the many ways in which I enabled the citizens to see another day.
Killing Big Fruul, finally, was just the cherry on top of my heroic deeds.
Ivor
As a new month begins, the day after I turned older, I cannot but see a bright future ahead for my family name and me.
May Bersk become a synonym of power, respect and fame.
Back to Phlan.
This ravaged town has changed. Brambles are around, the dragon must have made his lair here.
We were sent to save 3 people.
A halfling merchant, a half-elf lord, and a human warrior, each representing three aspects of the city: commercial, knowledge and guards.
The woman, Greycastle, decided not to come back with us.
We also found some kids, imprisoned in a building but the others decided to rather focus on the mission.
We fought two blue slaads. I don't feel really good after taking a claw by one of them.
I am closer to my goal, yet questions are still growing in number in my mind.
Why are red wizards and dragon cultist working together? Where is their base of operations?
What is the purpose of a pool of radiance?
But if there is a person capable of shedding some light, it would be me.