Curtain Call

Portrait of Muse

Name: Muse

Occupation: Bard and entertainer

Characteristics: Charismatic,

Notes: The story of Muse is one lost to time
however their legend lives in every bard across the Cevilian empire.
Birthplace, race and even gender will change depending on which who you ask
however the story's always the same. Muse was a child to a mistress that ran a
very high end brothel which on many occasions high ranking members of society,
houses and family's would come in secret. Not allowed to venture far due to the
dangers of the city and the growing tension between the poor and rich, he spent
most of his time indoors. Well there wasn’t much to do as a child, so she would
play barkeep, receptionist and even started learning the exotic instruments
that were on show. The years past and so did the talent of Muse with
instruments, after a while people wouldn’t just attend the tavern for women but
to also see her play. However one day it all changed. One of the working ladies
kept a child that was rumored to be the kings. It would create outrage
throughout the powerful family's and houses to have a bastard child next in
line due to the king having no heir. Some men were hired men to tear the tavern
apart to find the child and kill it before the public found out. The men who
people assumed would ordered by the king unfortunately did find the baby and killed
it, along with the mother and anyone who knew the baby's supposed identity,
this including Muse's mother. In the end the men burnt the whole building to
the ground. Homeless after watching his life burn down Muse vowed to take
revenge first hand. He would play for money and was easily able to survive on
his skill but a few months she saw more of the outside world then she ever had
before, the tension between the classes was growing. The more Muse saw and
learnt the more she wanted revenge on the high society elites who could buy
their problems away. She also found out more about this king and how he did
whatever he wanted to whoever he wanted, and if not stop would run eventually
run kingdom into the ground. But what or how could she take revenge, she knew
the king was responsible for his mothers death but there no way Muse could even
get clos to him. A few more years of living in the lower society it happened, a
revolution started, Muse had decided enough was enough and came up with a plan,
to distribute the money more evenly among the people. Being a talented musician
with multiple instruments it wasn’t hard to be hired to play at extravagant
balls or fancy dinners. However after the jobs were done Muse would stick
around, play dumb and flirt with some guests even have a drink with them. Most
of the time the lord and ladies would just assume Muse was just an attractive
musician that would also be paid to sleep with them, which Muse did play into.
He would do whatever fantasy they would desire but at a price. Tell her  a secret, something nobody would know. The
Hubris of the Elite would be their downfall they would spill all kind of gossip
and information about the other rich family's and houses. Muse would then give
some of that information to the rebels hoping it might help the fight. However
Muse knew it wouldn’t be over until the king fell. He spent months playing,
build her reputation and secrets. After all that time it payed off. The king
was hosting a gala. Muse then gave all the information she had collected on the
elites to the rebels and told them that this is all she has and sadly wouldn’t
be able to get anymore. The day of the gala came and before she knew it Muse
was in front of the king. She felt numb seeing him first hand brought her into
rage. Muse used all the rage to play the show of her life and it was clear
everyone was impressed. Finishing her final song she approached the king and
asked to kiss the ground where he stood. Stopped immediately by the guards, the
king waved his hands and allowed it. He kissed the ground and upon getting back
up asked the king if he wanted to hold her lute. The king took the lute and
half assed examined it. That's when Muse clicked the top off the neck of the
lute and drew out a blade, in one fell swoop she draw the blade from it hidden
sheath and along the kings neck and then stabbing it into his chest. Everyone
was stunned people started screaming, guards rushed to muse, spears and swords
ready to puncture. Muse just stood there accepting her fate. The information
gathered and given to the rebels along with the king's death turned the tide of
the fight. The elitist society fell and so did the monarch. From the ashes grew
a fair and equal new republic.