Species:
Tiefling
Pronoun:
SHE, HER
Class:
Bard
Sub-Class:
College of Lore
Passive Perception:
14
Armour Class:
11
HP:
33
Born to a humble farming family, she grew up with soil under her nails and folk songs in the air. Music was never something she trained for it was simply part of life, like the changing seasons or the creak of a tavern door at dusk. She learned to sing while working the fields, play while neighbours gathered, and share stories beside a warm hearth.
Adventure was never her ambition. Trouble simply found its way to her doorstep, and when it did, she chose to stand up and help. What began as lending a hand turned into journeys far beyond the quiet life she once knew.
Even now, she remains a farmer at heart. When not travelling, she tends the small farm she’s slowly building, helps out at the local tavern with music and stories, and keeps the ovens warm with fresh bread and baked goods. Practical, kind, and full of old folk wisdom, she carries the simple belief that a good song, a shared meal, and a willing heart can mend more than most people think