Lyrandyr d'Bergeron

A devil-may-care bard who knows more than he probably should

Lyrandyr d'Bergeron, level 7
Half-Elf, Bard
Build: Valorous Bard
Bardic Virtue: Virtue of Valor
Arcane Implement Proficiency: Arcane Implement Proficiency (light blade group)
Background: Breland (+2 to Insight)

Str 8, Con 18, Dex 12, Int 14, Wis 10, Cha 18.

Str 8, Con 16, Dex 11, Int 13, Wis 10, Cha 16.

AC: 23 Fort: 17 Reflex: 17 Will: 18
HP: 60 Surges: 11 Surge Value: 15

Arcana +10, Insight +12, Streetwise +12, Bluff +12, Diplomacy +14

Acrobatics +4, Dungeoneering +4, Endurance +7, Heal +4, History +6, Intimidate +8, Nature +4, Perception +4, Religion +6, Stealth +4, Thievery +4, Athletics +2

Bard: Ritual Caster
Level 1: Arcane Implement Proficiency
Level 2: Improved Majestic Word
Level 4: Weapon Proficiency (Rapier)
Level 6: White Lotus Enervation

Bard at-will 1: War Song Strike
Bard at-will 1: Guiding Strike
Dilettante: Sacred Flame
Bard encounter 1: Shout of Triumph
Bard daily 1: Slayer's Song
Bard utility 2: Canon of Avoidance
Bard encounter 3: Dissonant Strain
Bard daily 5: Stirring Shout
Bard utility 6: Song of Conquest
Bard encounter 7: Theft of Life

Ritual Book, Imposter's Finemail +2, Adventurer's Kit, Sunrod (4), Woodwind, Stalwart Belt (heroic tier), Dynamic Rapier +2, Light Shield
Fastidiousness, Glib Limerick

Lyrandyr was born aboard a pirate airship, trawling the airways of Eberron.  The wildness of his upbringing has translated into an uncouth and untamed adulthood.  His cutting wit and dexertous mind make him popular, but his uncontrollable sarcasm, intense pride, and nearly-constant desire to lie, cheat, steal, and wench ensures that he never stays in one place for long.  He is, in short, a rogue, of the worst sort, the sort that mothers might warn their daughters about, assuming Lyrandar hasn't charmed both mother and daughter out of their virture (and their valuables) already.

Lyrandyr takes pains to appear immaculate and composed, spending much of his earnings from his adventures on clothing and equipment.  His style tends towards the flamboyant, with dark leather outerwear accented with brilliant silks and fine linens.  His fashions are ever-changing, save for three things – a trefoil hat, richly decorated with features and other talismans, a long leather sleeved cloak, in the French style, and a richly engraved and gold-inlaid rapier called Durandal, a blade of somewhat dubious historicity, but which has one remarkable feature – it is inlaid with a matrix of magic and technology that allows it to absorb enchantments from other weapons, given enough time. 

Lyrandyr's left arm is covered with a tattoo of leaves and branches, the result of a seed placed into his left hand by an entity known as Father Ent.  More than a simple tattoo, the whorls and loops of the branches seem to move, as though they were blown by the wind.  Lyrandyr was told that the patterns of the branches reflect the mind of the wearer – and Lyrandyr's arm is nearly covered with the twisting, curling nest of wood and leaf, impossible to follow, always turning in upon itself.

Lyrandyr d'Bergeron

Titans of Moradin iioshius