| Full Name |
Osret (the Bold) Leyslam |
| Race |
Gnome |
| Classes/Levels |
Bard 1 |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
Small |
| Age |
48 |
| Special Abilities |
Low Light Vision, Keen Senses, Obsession, Defensive Training, Hatred (Goblinoids & Giants), Bard Knowledge, Bardic Performance |
| Alignment |
Neutral |
| Deity |
Cayden Cailean |
| Location |
Katapesh - Yavipho |
| Languages |
Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Dwarven |
| Occupation |
Singer |
| Strength |
12 |
| Dexterity |
14 |
| Constitution |
12 |
| Intelligence |
13 |
| Wisdom |
12 |
| Charisma |
16 |
About Osret the Bold
Some say Fey blood runs strongly in me. It's probably true, as I've always been challenged to be content with a life in the underworld at Yavipho. It was that adventuring itch that could never quite be scratched, that more often than naught got me in trouble with my parents and older brother Gilifet. I always carried the guilt that my recklessness took him away from his studies, but I also knew he liked the world above almost as much as me.
The urge to explore was what compelled me above ground, but if truth be told,it was my sweet-as-mushroom-stew voice that really nudged in that direction for good. Tales of a world above where one gifted in song could find fame and glory, was far too much of a lure for me. I had no intention of causing such grief for my family, but my desires were elsewhere and I followed my compassion.
At the young age of 46 I left my underworld home for the last time and ventured to the desert city of Ipeq. There I learned of the Saphire Sage's call for all bold and adventure minded Osiron's to aid in the restoration of the Kingdom's former glory. I enlisted with the lodge and soon found myself traveling down the River Sphinx, destined for the center of the World at Absalom.
