Ryker

Tiefling / Sorcerer

Submitted character story

You're the hero who talks first and pays later, the one who chose The Silver Tongue when others reached for steel. What brought you back was a father's rejection dressed as expectation, the cold math of worthiness measured in coin. You carry the weight of buying belonging at tables where others simply sit, knowing generosity can feel like apology. They'll remember the sorcerer who never let anyone else cover the tab, who turned survival into style.

Defining moment: The night your dragonborn father told me don't come back without a fortune if your a proper dragon weak tielflings don't belong

Always pays the bar tab