I never met my parents. As far as I’m aware no one knows who they are. I was told once that a strange druid brought me into town twenty-one years ago and dropped me off at the shrine with only a symbol to IO the words Munthrek Darss engraved on the back. Either no one knows who this druid is or they just wont tell me, either way the result is the same. I grew up in this small town an outcast because of how different I am from everyone else around here. I learned how to fight simply by defending myself. I was put to work as soon as I could walk in order to pay for my room, food and clothing. As I grew the little odd jobs, such as delivering a message, or picking up something for one on the innkeepers, turned into escorting small caravans and people from place to place. I’ve come to believe one very important thing about people in general, no matter who you are, what race you are, or what your background is we are all very much alike. That is we all want to feel safe and secure. The only real difference is how we go about getting there. Anyway, I’ve come to know a few people here rather well, and eventually made a few friends. I’m always learning a new language, and I’m so close to being able to fly I can feel it.

Currently I’m between jobs, sitting here at The Staggering Lich having a drink, hoping to see someone I know, I don’t like to drink alone, and asking around to see what kind of work is available.

Character sheet: Munthrek Darss [Human / Dragon Creature Fighter]

Cause of death: strangled, crushed, swallowed whole, and then digested by the Hive Mother of the Monster the DM made up himself.

An elven sorcerer with an affinity to electricity-based spells, and his parrot familiar.

Character sheet: Elizair Stormbringer [Elf Sorcerer]
Companion sheet: Babble [Parrot Familiar]

Cause of death: examined from inside out by bone devil.
Familiar cause of death: eaten by bone devil.

A halfling cleric with a lot of repenting to do.

Background:

An ordinary young halfling in many ways, I was raised by my mother, a laundress for one of the roaming mercenary bands of Perrenland. I was a bit wild growing up, and didn’t do much of anything useful as I became an adult, until I met a cleric of Pelor who changed my life. Now I’m trying to serve a good cause and fight evil in all its forms.

Character sheet: Janet Whisperleaf [Halfling Cleric of Pelor]

Cause of death: examined from inside out by bone devil.

A whisper gnome raised by dwarves, waiting for survivors from the last expedition....

Character sheet: Fash Falath [Whisper Gnome Fighter / Rogue]

Cause of death: lit self on fire while being devoured by scarab beetles.