Bederi - Bard Jun 13, 2011 7:56:36 GMT -5
Post by The Maker on Jun 13, 2011 7:56:36 GMT -5
Account Name: bederi
Display Name: Bederi
Character Full Name: Bederi
Birthplace: Dairsmuid, Rivain
Marital status: Single
Occupation(s): Storyteller, Scribe, Information Broker
Hair: Dark brown and cropped into a short and sensible style.
Eyes: A warm, chocolate brown. Bederi’s eyes are arguably his best feature, they invite friendship and the sharing of confidences.
Other: In agreement with his hair and eyes, Bederi’s skin has a warm cast to it. As if he spent his life in the sun, he is tanned and slightly weathered. His build is lean and lightly muscled, giving him the appearance of being strong and capable without brutish strength or threat. He has only a couple of scars and none are significant, merely the result of training with daggers and making his way through life.
Weapons: A pair of daggers, one veridium, one red steel. The finer of the pair is longer and oddly plain. A weapon fashioned purely for the purpose of being used. The veridium dagger is slightly curved and has an ornate hilt.
Usual Garments/Armor: Dusk coloured inscribed leather armour with no identifying marks. All buckles and rivets have been etched to remove the shine. Beneath, Bederi wears dark breeches and shirts and often covers the entire ensemble with a dark grey, hooded cloak. When not dressed for the business of ‘information exchange’, Bederi prefers warm colours – reds, oranges and bright greens – and comfortable clothes.
Inventory: Health poultices, coins, wires and lures, thieves tools and various sharp, pointy objects (knives, hair pins...)
Basic Skill(s): Bederi has nearly always been in the business of information exchange, therefore he has what is known as a silver tongue and can talk his way into and out of almost any situation. This may not seem like a basic skill until it is used to obtain food, lodging, coin and respite from certain death. He manages the rest of life with some basic cooking and survival skills.
Trade Skill(s): Fluent and literate in several languages, Bederi needlessly supplements his income by acting as a traveling scribe. For a small fee, he will write letters for people. That he remembers everything he writes and manages to pluck a secret out of one of every hundred letters is enough to keep him entertained.
In-Game Skill(s): Expert Coercion, Improved Stealing, Improved Combat Training, Trap Making
Sustained Abilities: Stealth, Stealthy Item Use, Combat Stealth, Master Stealth, Dual Striking, Momentum, Song of Valor
Passive Abilities: Deft Hands, Improved Tools, Dual Weapon Training, Dual Weapon Finesse
Activated Abilities: Dirty Fighting, Below the Belt, Dual Weapon Sweep, Flurry, Distraction
Bederi is a minstrel of the storytelling variety. While many are impressed by his memory, his ability to recall the longest and most complicated tales, they might be surprised to learn he often improvises, counting on his flair for drama and grasp of the audience to distract anyone from remembering the exact facts or order of events. If questioned on a point, he always has a ready smile and an easy answer: tales are living entities and often change with each retelling.
His ability to lie almost seamlessly serves him well in his covert role as information broker and the travel he enjoys as itinerate storyteller and scribe serves as a good cover. In truth, he enjoys all occupations equally and finds they often overlap.
He is a warm and engaging fellow and has had little use in his life for violence and angst. He studiously avoids conflict and works hard to maintain his role of impartial observer to the Game. He collects information without judgment or preference only shares what he knows with those he likes, balancing favour with favouritism.
Bederi is capable of defending himself with his daggers, however, and will do so if no other option exists. As such, keeps his blades as sharp as his wit, practicing both as the opportunity arises.
Born to a family merchant family in Dairsmuid, Rivain, Bederi enjoyed a normal childhood. He had the affection of his parents and tried heed their lessons while learning his own. Always inquisitive, he quickly learned the art of finding a convenient shadow to relax in so he might overhear gossip. Soon after, he learned that if a rough hand grabbed him from the shadows, he might save his skin by offering some other juicy tidbit of information in exchange.
Being a creative boy, he soon learned to lie, creatively. Being a sensible boy, despite his mischief, he soon learned to keep his more fanciful stories as just that, stories. Lies required more lies, then more to keep the first from crumbling. Sometimes the truth was complex enough.
His parents had him educated as well as they could afford, lessons in language and literature, accounting and science. Bederi absorbed all with equal enthusiasm. His father passed on skill with a pair of daggers, and Bederi practiced with due diligence, aware he would never be a master of his blades, but keen to be able to defend himself if and when another rough hand pulled him from the shadows.
He developed his passion for stories into a profession, that of a traveling story teller, one he supplemented with something more respectable to keep his parents happy, that of scribe. Both served as useful covers for his first love, gathering information, sorting and exchanging it.
His travels took him across the northern continent and into Orlais. There he met the woman who took his skills – hiding, listening, interpreting and weaving together the right truths – and honed them, teaching him to use his voice to beguile and distract, to find the shadows others could not. He also learned to read faces as well as books, to interpret gesture and tone. He had the opportunity to practice what he learned every time he told a story or took down a letter. And as he moved about Thedas, he continued to collect secrets, sometimes overheard, sometimes boldly thieved, and he learned which to keep to himself and which to exchange for others.