Hey guys. I have a halfling ranger, and I'm trying to make her more useful than a flowerpot (story-wise). I'm very new to RP...
My backstory (summed up):
I was born at a halfling village up the mountains. We were slaves to a gang of bandits, who served the local dragon. My father had died while trying to escape the village. When seven, I ran away by sheer luck, leaving my mother behind. Two half-orcs hid me, adopted me as a sister and taught me hunting. One day, while hunting, I happened upon a mysterious cave system. There I gained two things: a baby mimic pet. And knowledge: through a hole, I saw into the dragon’s treasure cave, and the dragon was long dead, the bandit lord using magic to make everyone think he’s alive.
Few years later, I saw my mother from afar, made to serve in the bandit’s mansion. On impulse, I sneaked in. I had my mimic turn into the leader’s chair and swallow him whole. His subordinates chased me into the dragon’s cave, where I hid and let them kill each other for the treasure. The ones left standing were chased away by the very angry villagers. The village was free… but was it? Word that the dragon’s treasusre was unguarded spread like fire, and an army of greedos crashed our celebratory feast. There were also vengeful buddies of the thieves, and a huge dragoness who thought me for a dragon slayer. I ran, as some necromancer reanimated the dragon and had it fight the dragoness, our village in flames. I had saved no one, plus many people (and dragons!) now wanted me dead. I had to go as far as possible, so far that I wouldn't be a death magnet. My only remaining company was the mimic. I settled at an icy land, working as a hunter, living in the forest.
My party comes in:
I was employed as a guide by some adventurers looking for a necromantic McGuffin (a crystal). They’re a kind dwarf paladin, a valiant human berserker, a smart elf with a fire-breathing owl, and a pretty elf lady mage. I was to help them search, as I knew the place well.
At this point, I’ve finished guiding them around the area. We've traveled far. But I’m still in the party, mainly because they haven’t kicked me out after my job was done. I don’t really have a goal of my own, apart from seeing the world and finding friendship. And I don’t know what to do when we aren’t running in a forest. Halp?
My backstory (summed up):
I was born at a halfling village up the mountains. We were slaves to a gang of bandits, who served the local dragon. My father had died while trying to escape the village. When seven, I ran away by sheer luck, leaving my mother behind. Two half-orcs hid me, adopted me as a sister and taught me hunting. One day, while hunting, I happened upon a mysterious cave system. There I gained two things: a baby mimic pet. And knowledge: through a hole, I saw into the dragon’s treasure cave, and the dragon was long dead, the bandit lord using magic to make everyone think he’s alive.
Few years later, I saw my mother from afar, made to serve in the bandit’s mansion. On impulse, I sneaked in. I had my mimic turn into the leader’s chair and swallow him whole. His subordinates chased me into the dragon’s cave, where I hid and let them kill each other for the treasure. The ones left standing were chased away by the very angry villagers. The village was free… but was it? Word that the dragon’s treasusre was unguarded spread like fire, and an army of greedos crashed our celebratory feast. There were also vengeful buddies of the thieves, and a huge dragoness who thought me for a dragon slayer. I ran, as some necromancer reanimated the dragon and had it fight the dragoness, our village in flames. I had saved no one, plus many people (and dragons!) now wanted me dead. I had to go as far as possible, so far that I wouldn't be a death magnet. My only remaining company was the mimic. I settled at an icy land, working as a hunter, living in the forest.
My party comes in:
I was employed as a guide by some adventurers looking for a necromantic McGuffin (a crystal). They’re a kind dwarf paladin, a valiant human berserker, a smart elf with a fire-breathing owl, and a pretty elf lady mage. I was to help them search, as I knew the place well.
At this point, I’ve finished guiding them around the area. We've traveled far. But I’m still in the party, mainly because they haven’t kicked me out after my job was done. I don’t really have a goal of my own, apart from seeing the world and finding friendship. And I don’t know what to do when we aren’t running in a forest. Halp?