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===A Quick Introduction=== | ===A Quick Introduction=== | ||
Good day and Good Morrow, I am Lyra Oaksong. I am a bard by trade, and apprenticed artificer learning the art of garb and illumination. I love nothing more than a good story to tell or listen to by a fire with a friend. | Good day and Good Morrow, I am Lyra Oaksong. I am a bard by trade, and apprenticed artificer learning the art of garb and illumination. I love nothing more than a good story to tell or listen to by a fire with a friend. | ||
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+ | ===Artificer Skills=== | ||
+ | Garb making Skills | ||
+ | *Rectangular Construction | ||
+ | *Embroidery | ||
+ | *Caplets | ||
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+ | Barding | ||
+ | *Lyre | ||
+ | *Ocarina | ||
+ | *Tambourine | ||
+ | *Drums | ||
+ | *Singing | ||
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+ | Artistic Skills | ||
+ | *Illumination | ||
+ | *Painting (Watercolor, Acrylic) | ||
+ | *Illustration (Inks, Colored Pencils, Graphite) | ||
===Hobbit hole=== | ===Hobbit hole=== | ||
Lyra's Hobbit hole is built in the base of an old oak tree, a great green round door poking out from the roots. The door opens to a hobbit hole that winds its way through the forest hill, always with space for a friend to come, a warm cup of something waiting on the mantle. A garden of herbs, onions and 'taters lines the left side of the path to her door from the fence, a flag of Green and Black hanging from a low hanging branch. Outside her fenced Garden is a small box always filled with some sort of good food with a sign written in several languages: | Lyra's Hobbit hole is built in the base of an old oak tree, a great green round door poking out from the roots. The door opens to a hobbit hole that winds its way through the forest hill, always with space for a friend to come, a warm cup of something waiting on the mantle. A garden of herbs, onions and 'taters lines the left side of the path to her door from the fence, a flag of Green and Black hanging from a low hanging branch. Outside her fenced Garden is a small box always filled with some sort of good food with a sign written in several languages: | ||
"Take your fill, as a gift from me, keep this hobbit around if you desire more" | "Take your fill, as a gift from me, keep this hobbit around if you desire more" | ||
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+ | But be diligent as you enter the boundaries of this home, for in a land of monsters one must be prepared, and an artificer is not one to leave herself without a line of defense. be careful where you step... and the occasional lizard who have made habit of basking upon a stone heated by Oaksong's hearth. | ||
===The Scores of A Bard=== | ===The Scores of A Bard=== |
Revision as of 20:28, 1 April 2024
Name: Lyra Oaksong
Pronouns: She/Her
Realm: Tir Asleen
Unit: None
Race: Hobbit
Fighting Since: 2022
Apprenticed to: Alyori Ivesra
Contents |
Events Attended
A Quick Introduction
Good day and Good Morrow, I am Lyra Oaksong. I am a bard by trade, and apprenticed artificer learning the art of garb and illumination. I love nothing more than a good story to tell or listen to by a fire with a friend.
Artificer Skills
Garb making Skills
- Rectangular Construction
- Embroidery
- Caplets
Barding
- Lyre
- Ocarina
- Tambourine
- Drums
- Singing
Artistic Skills
- Illumination
- Painting (Watercolor, Acrylic)
- Illustration (Inks, Colored Pencils, Graphite)
Hobbit hole
Lyra's Hobbit hole is built in the base of an old oak tree, a great green round door poking out from the roots. The door opens to a hobbit hole that winds its way through the forest hill, always with space for a friend to come, a warm cup of something waiting on the mantle. A garden of herbs, onions and 'taters lines the left side of the path to her door from the fence, a flag of Green and Black hanging from a low hanging branch. Outside her fenced Garden is a small box always filled with some sort of good food with a sign written in several languages: "Take your fill, as a gift from me, keep this hobbit around if you desire more"
But be diligent as you enter the boundaries of this home, for in a land of monsters one must be prepared, and an artificer is not one to leave herself without a line of defense. be careful where you step... and the occasional lizard who have made habit of basking upon a stone heated by Oaksong's hearth.
The Scores of A Bard
The Storied Tales and Encounters of One Lyra Oaksong on her Journeys