Background

• I am shakespeare

• Burt Reynolds moustache

• Hides thieves tools in moustache

  • encounter: get arrested, guards miss thieves’ tools

• I was born to a human bar matron, and a noble elf, what happened was, guy that came in, he had a good time and few drinks left

• Then I was raised performing

• I would perform to help make ends meet for my mom at the local tavern and then when I went to do a performance in the big city. I ended up finding out who my dad was

• The dad ended up being someone who was a musician himself.

• And so that’s where we started to bond or connect he offered that he would pay for me to go to college.

• So I went to college of Lore where he had gone trying to fill that spot. Trying to do what he was doing. Didn’t love it.

• But picked up some cool tricks and decided that I wanted to just started adventuring kind of cruising around,

• which is what brought me here where I can basically just stay at any event or tavern and

• try not to care a lot of money on me and instead just live off performing

• If I look in a mirror. Feel like I kind of look like if Eugene or Flynn writer were to have a sweet mustache.

• It is majestic and black and real sparkly well oiled and that’s where I’m at.

• I think of myself as if Flynn Rider were to have a baby with Cyrano de Bergerac and they got Flynn Rider’s nose but Cyrano’s way with words we would be there.

• Mother/home:

  • Ruth: mother, a human and humble bar keep at the Rusty Nail
  • home town:
    • village, smaller than greenest, no keep, temple, or other large structures
      • Blue collar village, but mostly pass-through for those on the trade way
      • 3 inns,
        • none had music or revelry: that was for the Rusty Nail.
        • the newest is stealing business from the two Pliny grew up with
      • Rusty Nail: bar where Ruth worked
    • Very Durango type vibe
    • Main economy:
      • road tolls from caravans stopping over
      • Production town, steel factory vibe. Silver mine. Springsteen vibe
      • Silver mine ran dry, so nobody’s getting rich
        • Vibe between Bodie CA before the mine closed and Gatlinburg TN
    • A lot of local pride and “in this together” feeling an no one wants to stay but no one wants to leave
    • 1 real road.
      • Houses and little shops a block or two off the main road, but its mostly in a line
      • And farms/ranches/mines as you get further out.
    • One of Pliny’s buddies makes moonshine on the backside of his grandpas ranch

• Father:

  • Miller Pan: father, noble elf with bardish tendencies from the Misty Forest in the High Moor region of the Western Heartlands
    • Gives off a Legolas vibe + 20 years, with an edge of glory feeling
    • A lord, but not directly in the line of succession
    • Comes from distinction and has never really struggled
  • Was on his way to an adventure at the direciton of King Melandrach
  • Stopped over and woo’d mom.
  • Didn’t realize Pliny existed until he came that way again X years later, and felt responsibility for his unknown son.
  • Felt guilt and sent Pliny to his alma-mater: HOPstra university
  • The elves in the Misty Forest are wild elves. So much more nature focused than the elves in the Lord of the Rings.
    • They’re insural, but happily befriend anyone who earns their admiration and respect.

• Grandfather:

  • Grandpa Barley Pan ranger, renowned dragon slayer.

• College:

  • Colege of Lore at HOPstra University in ________.
    
  • Pliny thought it was a good idea, but it was ultimately a lot of pressure to be someone he ultimately resents

The Poem - Pliny Melvin Pan

Be you a peasant, a noble or rather a dame Here is an introduction though you surely heard my name

Pliny Melvin Pan the world renowned bard Finding fans of my craft should not be too hard

My mother a humanoid and humble bar keep My father noble elvish took her home but didn’t stay to sleep

Left with little money and no real knowledge of my gifts I had to go to work with ma at the rusty nail for her shifts

When it came to earning our keep I quickly participated My feet covered the tab with rhythms syncopated

Word got around and soon I became a boy wonder My feet did the dancing but my words brought the thunder

Hired to entertain, I took up patronage in the city When I saw familiar eyes looking me with pity

Soon approached by an elf claiming to be my father He persisted we bond even though i said don’t bother

There was something in the way he spoke words so astute He taught me our history, and taught me the lute

Filled with guilt he sent me as a legacy to college of lore Here I learned spells, skills and decided it was time to explore

From here I changed my middle name to Melvin To let the world I was Motherfucking Elvin

Adventure was calling so it was time to heed the call No time better than now to prove I can do it all

Now world famous, I am the front man-elf of the looting looters cover band Staying in new inns, taverns or trees each night unplanned

I have said too much…as a star saying less is more Been then again this is an adventure and I am legend for you to explore

Skumps, Pliny M. Pan

Ryan was downed by the skeleton

Conor’s backstory recommendation

Being the grandchild of the renowned dragon slayer Barley Pan is usually a good way to impress people, but just last week a gang of ruffians attacked you. You barely escaped with your life, but as you fled, the ruffians told you that the Cult of the Dragon never forgets and always avenged. You’re hoping to lie low in this sleepy little town until this blows over.

Pliny discovered his urge for adventure reading through Grandpa Barley’s journals

A normal morning

• It’s a normal Tuesday morning. He just woke up, and is putting together the details.
• I remember that I last night had been in a cover band.
• And performed a little lute there.
• And as I was going through and waking up guys start to look around, realizing that I am in some kind of cottage and I in finding the standard breakfast and going to start my day getting ready to maybe leave town.

If daddy could see me now- pliny 6/22

Life has challenges, life is hard Especially the life of a half elf bard My father told me I would never be a hero But I have flown on a dragons back twice and he has zero

Not just any dragon but Ragvala the coin maker And I met him right after doing little with my earth shaker Fighting skeletons was the only time I didn’t enjoy a bone Thank Zeus that my new friends were in the zone

Let me tell you first about my dragon friend Aegar the kind He is the chillest dragon born anyone could find He flies on gryffin and puts everyone at ease He has defeated every foe and found magic from pixies He is someone who would never float But when is comes to dragon born hippies he is the real GOAT

Next comes the mental messenger zoyana the halfling The skeptic who makes should greatness is the only option you can bring She jumped from a tree and sliced up the enemy There is no animal she is not able to be If she has a thought you know she will share it If we have a dual you know she will grin and BEAR it

We have traveled far and wide finding the legendary lute We also found a map in a gnomes boot We met a drunkard named tinder dandin Who’s demise zoyana was demandin We also met a bard vagabond victor Who we shook enough to register on a scale of richter

Now we have been attacked and are about to lose the ragvala of the five leaf clover Which is a legend who’s life can not be over So roll your best and be ready to bring glory So I can have more tales to tell in my story!

To the Lady of the Spring- pliny 1/5/2021

Blessed is the lady of the lake Words unworthy of singing for her sake protector of travel and protector of the weary I find new hope with you a near me The way you shine with eyes averted This vagabond is now converted I swear to thee to sing your praise Until this bars final days Like the tide my hopes are high as I slumber by your side Guide us home you earthly being her for soul that need a freein’

Relationships

Ruth: mother, a human and humble bar keep at the Rusty Nail in ________.
Miller Pan: father, noble elf with bardish tendencies from the Misty Forest in the High Moor region of the Western Heartlands Grandpa Barley Pan ranger, renowned dragon slayer.

• He would camp out and learn the habits of the dragons he hunted, and would attack from a distance. His fascination with dragons allowed him to study each thoroughly. We get the montage of him leaning up against a tree as the oblivious white dragon walks by. And of him peering over the edge of a cliff while a green dragon sniffed around below.
• Pliny discovered his urge for adventure reading through Grandpa Barley’s journals

Dragon Scales (the band): In session 29, Pliny talked about his time in the band Dragon Scales, and his bandmate Tom started believing that he saw aliens. They had to kick him out of the band for a little while, but they hope to get him back.

Loot Pliny Wants

• Wand of Magic Missiles
• Bag of Tricks