The Lost Lands
Halfling Bard College of Whispers
I know the smells of Sanctuary all too well. I grew up on these streets poor and living hand to mouth. I learned how to acquire things without notice well enough but my true talent was collecting information. I knew when to listen and more importantly if what I was listening too worth money. That is how I started working my way off the street. I had heard of Enas Yorl like everyone else in Sanctuary. I knew he was a powerful sorcerer that had fought some magical duel over some woman. I never really paid it any mind until I was approached by a 9 year old baby with a dirty diaper asking if I would like to take a job. I thought I had gotten ahold of some potent pipe tobacco but sure enough it was Enas himself asking if I could collect some info for him. The relationship has been a good one. It has kept me out of the gutters and with a full belly. Now that I have met Morgan Greyhold I am thinking of setting my eyes higher than just getting by. Maybe it’s time I take a bite of this city instead of it taking a bite of me.
Burl Redrider Halfling Bard, College of Whispers