His trip to the country had done him so good and already he missed the fresh air and the sound of birds singing by his window in the early hours of the morning. But Benedict wasn't unhappy to be back home, he'd missed his family - though they tested his patience on occasion. As he stepped out of the carriage and back into the Bridgerton house he greeted the doors men and then several of the maids before he made his way up the stairs.

The Bridgerton house could never be quite as such, not with his youngest siblings running around the place giving them all reason to grow a grey hair or two, but it's quieter with both his sisters gone and his brothers married off on their own adventures. He would never consider himself lonely, but these last few weeks had altered his view on society and it's ever lingering rules. Before he can find his mothers gaze again, no doubt ready to start pressing the matter again, he's grabbed his coat and left the house.

benedict ' ben ' bridgerton. human, bard.

comes from a well a wealthy, somewhat well known family in the forgotten realms.

instead of following in his families footsteps, benedict finds himself craving life outside of the wealth and expectations put upon him. his ideas and curiosities are different to his families, they would rather stay in one place whilst he has grown curious.

he leaves home and takes to travelling instead. over time he picks up odd quests and fills his pocket - enough to rent a room wherever it is he's staying and enough to enjoy his evenings wherever it may be.

he often buys potions, etc and attempts to sell them for a higher price to adventurers in need.

BG3 extras -

as a companion he can be recruited at the blighted village where he's managed to get himself in some trouble.