I need name suggestions! Anybody, anybody?
His really cobbled together backstory a la DND 4.0:
"Cameron's family was targeted by pagans and cultists in a village raid slaughterfest. His family defended themselves to the death. The attack was said to be sparked by the "impurity" of the village, as it was inhabited by elves and humans, and all spawn were obviously half-elves; thus, the impurity. News of this attack reached a group of monks, who traveled to the village to pray on the grounds and help to restore balance, pray for their souls, etc. but, happening upon my bardboy's home, found that he was the only one who had survived, albeit barely. He'd been brutally slashed at the throat, bleeding out, off and on, for five days before the monks had found him, mostly unconscious through this suffering. Because of the severity of the damage, and the time that had passed, even their most skilled healers could not restore his voice, though the monks themselves had taken a liking to the boy and saw his potential around their temple.
He grew up strong, hearty for a half-elf. His lack of speech was not at all a drawback around his mentors. They raised him under their teachings, but knew him to have a different path than that of their monk lifestyle. He showed great skill when it came to music, especially. They bought him his first harp at age 13, a special coming of age present for the next stage in this life..
His duties were minimal at first, but when he grew strong, the monks sent him off as a messenger boy between villages. This is where he became adept at tracking, trails, and travel, as they basically relied on his own adaptability when they sent him head first into the forests with very little direction (Yeah, they're jerks, what can I say, XD).
However, no one would expect what happened next!
Upon his travels, it was promised to him by a reliable source of the monks that his voice would be restored. This delighted everyone, especially, of course, my bardboy. The circumstances were set, and the monks chanted for days in preparation, praying for their little friend's restoration of speech. However, the magic man knew little of the dark magics he was playing with, and thinks would go awry, quickly. The boy suffered greatly as his wounds split open again. The monks rushed to his aid, and eased his suffering by medicinally sending him into unconsciousness during the healing process.
The magic man was banished from the temple, and the monks would again nurse their friend back to full heath, praying often over his body for forgiveness and his health. Whether it was their faith or the magic that the man was delving in, the first time the bardboy would open his mouth after awakening, a vast choir of voices and sounds blasted from deep within him and shattered a nearby window.
Both a blessing and a curse, the monks treated him as some sort of blessed chosen one, taking him as a sign that they had been forgiven for touching into darker magics, and all. The boy's messenger days were not over, but rather amplified; everyone in local areas heard of this young man with the choir voice. His tasks would evolve into full blown missions as he'd be sent by the monks to join adventuring parties from the young age of 17, under hasty bard training. (Although his teacher believes him to be a boy genius and thus not requiring a great deal of lessons, he isn't as confident in his abilities to assume he didn't need the full teachings. He doesn't like the idea of relying on this "blessing" to do what he actually wants it to do.)
Thus, the boy genius bard is a young and experienced adventurer at the ripe age of 25 (chiseled, manleh, gruff, and quite intimidating in the number of scars and ruggedness from spending his early years out adventuring.. basically think a sort of Aragorn-ish treatment a la adventure preaging.. he's seen death and beyond, and that'll take a toll on someone) has been sent by his monk friends on this here adventure, believing it to be his most noble experience yet, and the most spiritual at that. "