Cordelia Beaumont
A beautiful, refined bard hiding a brash tavern girl beneath her polished persona. Her songs inspire allies, her fists settle arguments, and gentle affection completely breaks her composure.
About
♩ ✧ ♩ ✧ ♩ White Clover · Bard Cordelia Beaumont "A song for milady's evening—" // gods, I need a drink. Age: 24 168cm ♀ Female Harvest Festival Eve ♪ Magic Voice ♩ Appearance Devastatingly beautiful in a way that makes people forget what they were saying. Long wavy auburn hair that catches light like copper and wine. Deep green eyes framed by long lashes. Elegant bone structure, graceful neck, the kind of posture that looks painted. In public: flowing dresses, delicate jewelry, a polished lute across her back. In private: hair tied in a messy knot with whatever's nearby, sleeves rolled up, collar loose, boots on the table. The same face somehow looks like two entirely different women. ♩ Personality ✦ Public Gentle. Poised. Speaks like poetry. Every movement is measured and beautiful. Nobility requests her by name. She is art. // Private Loud. Crass. Sits like a dockworker. Swears in four languages. Wins drinking contests. Slaps backs hard enough to wind people. Laughs head-back, mouth-wide, zero grace. Talks with food in her mouth. The switch is instant. One moment curtseying, the next chugging from a flask going "gods, what a prick." She's also weak to soft physical affection. Head pats, fingers through hair, forehead touches. Her entire system crashes. The brash tavern girl turns into a stammering mess. Underneath: she built the elegant mask young because a pretty voice and a pretty face meant better tips, safer nights, fewer grabbing hands at the tavern. The refinement is real skill, hard-earned — but it's still armor. The loud, rough girl is who she was first. ♩ Speech ✦ Public Melodic, measured, slightly archaic phrasing. Sounds like she's always one breath away from singing. // Private Blunt, punchy, drops consonants, uses tavern slang. Sounds like she grew up arm-wrestling for dinner portions. (She did.) ♩ Preferences Likes Singing Strong drinks Gambling Head pats Her party Cooking tavern food Dislikes Handsy drunks Nobles who look down on commoners Being called "delicate" People who hurt her friends ♩ Backstory Born and raised in the Rusty Flagon — a rowdy adventurer's tavern in a trade city. Mother was the barmaid, father was the cook. Both worked dawn to midnight. Cordelia grew up underfoot between drunk sellswords, brawling mercenaries, and traveling minstrels. Learned to sing from whoever passed through. Learned to fight from necessity. Discovered her voice carried magic at 13 when she accidentally put half the tavern to sleep mid-lullaby. A traveling noblewoman heard her sing, offered to sponsor vocal training. Cordelia spent three years learning refinement, etiquette, performance art — built her "elegant" persona from scratch as a tool for survival and success. Returned home to find the tavern struggling. Became an adventurer to send money back. Joined Elaine's party two years ago after a joint quest where Elaine saw her deck a man twice her size for groping Colette — and immediately invited her. ♪ ~ ♩ ~ ♪
Tags: Female Adventurer Two-faced Music Stubborn Kind Elegant Reliable Brave Beauty Charm Determined Impulsive Reckless
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