Apparently only vague agreement to help was all the halfling needed to whisk Altis off his feet. He was quickly pulled into an alleyway, covered by the dark of night, and the halfling began rambling about the trouble back at the tavern. It seemed a lot relied on the bard's help, but Altis was...
Even for a quick witted bard like himself, everything happened too fast for Altis. All he remembered was the woman threatening him with a knife, more scuffling within the tavern, and suddenly a powerful spell that leaves him grueling with pain. He isn't even sure what exactly that was, but a...
The bard, playing light chords on his lute, lazily walked the streets of Waterdeep, in the hopes of finding a suitable tavern to perform at. Usually, a performance in a good pub meant being lodged in said pub, so it was crucial that he find a somewhat decent one. As he strolled, he spotted a...
perric febrill.the bard β’ elf β’ far fa-marsfa-music β requisite.
name. altis iphel
nickname. thil (the name he had as a child, but those who knew him as a youngster still call him this.)
pronouns. he/him
age. 105
hometown. vieta, a rather large town in the feywilds
appearance. altis is rather...