Name: Feyli

Age: 56 (Fall)

Position: Dean of Bardic Collegia

Gifts:  Strong Performance, Creativity and Talent

Appearance: Altogether Feyli is fine featured; high prominent cheek bones, a stubborn chin, with waist length chestnut hair, now in the process of going gray, mostly tied back in a bun for time saving purposes. She is 5'3 in height, with a slight build that allows her to move with the grace and ease of a woman half her age. Her face shows no sign of her age, with very few wrinkles; comprised of smile lines around her perfectly sculpted mouth and crimson eyes. The only thing that scares men away is the fact that she is so damned intimidating and makes no effort to hide it. Her hands, though usually ink stained, are the long graceful fingers of one of her calling.

Personality: Like most Bards, Feyli never fully grew out of her childish and tricky nature and often displays it around her oldest friends. Her sense of humor is positively wicked, and her sense of compassion for those who happen to spark that humor, even worse. But unlike her Bardic brethren, she can be just as kind and selfless, as any Healer, a trait that eventually helped her to aspire to the position of Dean. Although, she may not look very useful in a fight, she can hold her own better than most, and not in any way taught to the trainees. One of her 'looks' can stop a man dead in his tracks, leaving him cowering at her feet and has been known to get any amount of information out of unwilling trainees. Not only that, but she can become very menacing and imposing when she so chooses. But on the brighter side, she keeps pretty good relationships with many of her students, mostly because of her ability to relate to them and on the same level; they trust her and she trusts them.......well, until they go out and cause trouble, as Bardic students are inclined to do, but the trust eventually comes back. She can swear with the best of them, without shame and will admit it with pride. Even with her time constraints as Dean, she can be found at the Mended Drum, having it up with her pupils at least once a month.

Short Life Story: Feyli was born to one of the smaller Holds just outside of Haven, partial nobility. She was raised as such, with all the daily business of Court life and so was already a bit experienced with the mannerism one should display in the company of others. Her parents left her to her own devices up until she reached the age of 15, at which point she was shipped off to Bardic for the training of her Gift. The Dean of that time, Dean Kataan, was ageing and in desperate need of retirement, and by sheer luck, Feyli was chosen as the best of the current Bardic students, fit for the position of Dean. In fact she was more than qualified, she was as near to perfect was as perfect ever came. And the rest, is history....