
Full Name |
Phoenix Arradir |
Race |
Elf |
Classes/Levels |
Bard 5 |
Gender |
Male |
Size |
Medium |
Age |
131 |
Special Abilities |
Bardic Performance: Distraction (Su); Bardic Performance: Fascinate (1 target, DC 12) (Su); Bardic Performance: Inspire Courage +1 (Su); Elven Magic Low-Light Vision, Versatile performance (oratory) |
Alignment |
Chaotic good |
Deity |
Shelyn |
Location |
Shackles |
Languages |
Celestial, common, elven, gnome |
Occupation |
Story teller |
Strength |
12 |
Dexterity |
15 |
Constitution |
12 |
Intelligence |
14 |
Wisdom |
11 |
Charisma |
14 |
About Phoenix Arradir
"Your father was a great hero, and one day you'll be even greater". Those were the words mother always used to say to me when telling me about the amazing, daring and heroic feats my father performed before his untimely demise. She was good like that, me 'ol mum. We had each other, you know? We had to. She was banished from her commune, apparently there was something about me ol' dad that those stuck up tree huggers didn't quite like. Jokes on them, though. He went on to save the world a few times. I've got stories for days. Made me quite popular down in port peril. Those pirates love themselves a good story and, luckily for me, I can tell one. Made quite a bit of coin out of 'em, too. Yeah, I guess the gold came from questionable sources but, when you and your mum are starving, there's not much choice.
After mum passed away, I decided that I wanted to travel the world. So I packed me bags and jumped on the first ship going past the eye. Maybe I can even experience some of the adventure me 'ol man enjoyed and, hopefully, mum's prediction comes true...