Character Name: Jean Kenidai
Age: 68
Apparent Age: 35
Height: 5’11
Weight: 175 lbs.
Gender: Male
Race: Half Elf
Hair color: Oak
Eyes color: Deep Blue
Skin Tone: Sun Drenched
Build: Lean
Weapons of Choice: Music
Armour of choice: Light cloth

Backstory:

Uneventful: that had been Jean’s childhood. His birth had been the result of the union between elf and man. Each of his parents were well versed and more than proficient in wielding multiple classifications of magic. It was to their disappointment that their son was not.

Yet Jean was still loved, despite his inadequacies as a mage. They encouraged him to try his hand at other professions. Higher learning was even weighed as an option. He eventually became enamored with history and folklore. Where some students saw only dates and names to be memorized, Jean saw stories with greater implications. Life was a saga simply too absurd to be fabricated.

Learning the history of other lands and cultures demanded more than what could be found in proper texts. Jean soon set to traveling after shifting his attention to the oral histories of less developed societies. This naturally exposed him more to songs, epics, and poetry. The further down the proverbial rabbit hole his studies took him, the more entrenched he became in replicating the stories he collected. Music staves began to fill his notebook, while the lute filled his evenings.

Jean’s study and near obsession with collecting stories, legend and lore eventually unearthed an old issue of contention: his inability to wield magic. He met a man who had explained that he too was born without the ability to manipulate spells the way his parents could. However, what he discovered was that the introduction of a focus had helped him to overcome his handicap. Similar to Jean, this man was another traveling musician. He had spent his entire life traveling from inn to inn, earning room and board from nightly performances in their common rooms.

Jean came to travel with this man almost as if he were an apprentice. He saw first hand how the man used instruments and music to conjure and manipulate spells. Even more than that: the man had a library of songs and lore to rival even his own. The passage of time saw Jean finally command his own spells through the use of his lute. The two men would gradually decide to part ways - on good terms - but, for now Jean had his eyes set on stories that had yet to unfold, rather ones that had already been told.