Tʜᴇ Fᴏʀɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ Rᴇᴀʟᴍs [Fᴀɴ Vᴇʀsɪᴏɴ]

A young male human bard with layers of asymmetrical silks in twilight hues. His brown eyes gleam with amusement, often locked into yours with disarming confidence. A faint scar under his lip tugs up his smile into a constant half-smirk.

Tavian is witty, warm, and utterly driven. He charms easily but guards his past with sorrowful deflection. He believes language is the truest magic and treats every encounter like a stage.

Tavian was a prodigy at the Lady’s College, a beloved performer and speaker whose plays moved noble houses to tears and opened even closed minds. He was offered a seat on the city’s advisory council, but in his final exam—a public debate—he revealed truths about Silverymoon’s arcane elitism that scandalized the city. Ostracized, his name scrubbed from official records, Tavian now roams Silverymoon's outer circles, performing satirical plays under masks and aliases. Yet, he still loves the city’s beauty, and works behind the scenes to sway its policies through art and word. His secret performances stir the youth and stir resentment among the archmages. Tavian walks a tightrope between exile and influence, daring to change Silverymoon with nothing but his voice.