Tessim's father was a court bard, and instruments were always lying about the house during our bard's childhood. His mother, a forest-bred moonelf, left soon after the child was old enough for his father to raise, thus Tessim never met her. Growing up in the City of Splendours, he was soon standing on street corners, performing for the masses. During these impromptu concerts, money would be thrown into a ripped bagpipe; A few coppers here, maybe a silver or two there. The canny little bard would weave in and out of the crowd as he played, picking pockets and piping tunes. With this extra 'income', Tessim's father was able to put him through New Olamn, the Bard's College. After his graduation, Tessim was presented with his very own bagpipe and a small sum of money to rent a flat. Thus began the adventuring career of Tessim Ro'Jetthe, Spellsinger Extrordinaire!
After an eventful trip through Blue Alley, which included smashing mirrors and punting halflings ;) , the adventuring group of London, Tessim, Marsun, and Crinson was sent into a dungeon far beneath Skullport by a floating scroll (???). Here our bard met his fate when a kobold with a whip threatened his freedom. Rousing his bard-ly anger, Tessim hurled a pickaxe, piercing the little beast's skull. Immediately, hundreds of arrows perforated his body, tragically ending the Spellsinger's life ='( |
