Tyberius never knew his father growing up. Based on what his mother told him, he was a lazy, good-for-nothing bard (musician?) who didn’t stay in one place for too long and never got married. He knows that he probably has many half-siblings, but he doesn’t care enough to go searching for him. Tyberius inherited his father’s good looks, love of music, and his flirtatious nature. He loves playing in taverns, and is pretty good at telling stories. He’s always on the hunt for a tale of adventure or some ancient lore, lost to time. The exodus of the forgotten folk and the different religions of the world intrigue him. He loves meeting new people from all walks of life. He’s talented at archery, but not too good with swords. He would like to have a pet, but travels a lot and doesn’t have time for one. He grew up idolizing the High Prince and Tristin Tresery
