This is chapter one of dranthor's life a lot has happened since then I'll update as I can
History of Dranthor
My home life was ideal. My parents and I lived at the edge of a great forest, in a very small community of like 5 families. Father kept the forest in good condition and kept poachers out. Mom was the healer of the area and taught me all about the herbs that were found in the area. One day I was tending the herb garden at the edge of the forest when a group of 4 elves came out of the forest. They looked tired, worried, and yet they asked me to take them to my father. I did.
They told my father of the invaders who attacked their village. They were sent to warn nearby villages. Mom insisted on feeding them before they went back to their home. They left soon after. Dad met with the other families and the families were figuring out what to do. Mom made me stay inside the house. When the invaders came a cry came from the scout my dad had placed. They cry was cut off as the invader killed him. Mom made me hide in a cubby hold that my parents had prepared for me. I was told not to leave until either mom or dad came back for me. She gave me some sweet cakes to eat but told me to be very quiet.
A short while later I heard much arguing and the sound of weapons hitting weapons. It went on for a long time. Finally it was over. I waited and waited. I had eaten the sweet cakes and had even fallen asleep. I woke up with my stomach growling. Not too long after that the invaders found me. They took me to the leader who looked at me interesting. He spoke with me in my own language.
Over the next few days he forced me to do things. This is when I realized that I had a gift. Unfortunately the leader of the invaders realized I had the gift also. He told me that as long as I obeyed him he would make sure that his men left me alone. I was so scared. The next day the invaders left taking me along with them.
For over two years I traveled with them. They would torture the survivors of the villages and when the survivors came close to dying I would be forced to heal them. I know they were looking for something but I never found out what. It was.
One night the invaders, my captives met up with another group just like itself. They partied hard that night and I pretended to do so. When I saw my chance I ran. I managed to get away. I jumped on a boat and hid away. Unfortunately the boat went down at sea. I was rescued and taken to an island. While I was there I was treated as a guest and not a captive. I was taught how to use my ability for good. I was then offered the chance to go to a city and work for good. I choose to go.
Soon after I got off the boat in a suburb called Nettleville, I was greeted by a paladin. She could tell I was nervous and offered to help me. Her name was Theira and I owe her a lot. If it hadn’t been for her I would have stayed inside Nettleville and cooked for the rest of my life. She convinced me that I should not let what happened to me scare me off from life. She introduced me to a Kerran which she is very close to she calls him Kitty Onis.
I joined the guild which they were members. A guild is like a family but not a blood related family. I met a Barbarian in the guild that was very nice. I vowed I would cook him a meal one day fit for him. Unfortunately he left on queens business one day and never returned.
My family, the guild, soon was called upon to do things for the queen and everyone was going in different directions. Theira, who had married Ginji, told me that she was going to join him guild. I followed her there. Ginji’s sister is a warden and she taught me for a while. Eventually Theira felt a call to move to another guild. That is when she joined the Explorers of Norath. I followed her because I still worry that I will be found by the invaders.
I watch daily for the invaders. The invaders were bald humanoid looking, no body hair, very egotistical, thinks of other races as inferior. I hope I never run into them again. Or any like them.
Now you know why when I adventure I go in animal form. They will not know me in that form.
History of Dranthor
My home life was ideal. My parents and I lived at the edge of a great forest, in a very small community of like 5 families. Father kept the forest in good condition and kept poachers out. Mom was the healer of the area and taught me all about the herbs that were found in the area. One day I was tending the herb garden at the edge of the forest when a group of 4 elves came out of the forest. They looked tired, worried, and yet they asked me to take them to my father. I did.
They told my father of the invaders who attacked their village. They were sent to warn nearby villages. Mom insisted on feeding them before they went back to their home. They left soon after. Dad met with the other families and the families were figuring out what to do. Mom made me stay inside the house. When the invaders came a cry came from the scout my dad had placed. They cry was cut off as the invader killed him. Mom made me hide in a cubby hold that my parents had prepared for me. I was told not to leave until either mom or dad came back for me. She gave me some sweet cakes to eat but told me to be very quiet.
A short while later I heard much arguing and the sound of weapons hitting weapons. It went on for a long time. Finally it was over. I waited and waited. I had eaten the sweet cakes and had even fallen asleep. I woke up with my stomach growling. Not too long after that the invaders found me. They took me to the leader who looked at me interesting. He spoke with me in my own language.
Over the next few days he forced me to do things. This is when I realized that I had a gift. Unfortunately the leader of the invaders realized I had the gift also. He told me that as long as I obeyed him he would make sure that his men left me alone. I was so scared. The next day the invaders left taking me along with them.
For over two years I traveled with them. They would torture the survivors of the villages and when the survivors came close to dying I would be forced to heal them. I know they were looking for something but I never found out what. It was.
One night the invaders, my captives met up with another group just like itself. They partied hard that night and I pretended to do so. When I saw my chance I ran. I managed to get away. I jumped on a boat and hid away. Unfortunately the boat went down at sea. I was rescued and taken to an island. While I was there I was treated as a guest and not a captive. I was taught how to use my ability for good. I was then offered the chance to go to a city and work for good. I choose to go.
Soon after I got off the boat in a suburb called Nettleville, I was greeted by a paladin. She could tell I was nervous and offered to help me. Her name was Theira and I owe her a lot. If it hadn’t been for her I would have stayed inside Nettleville and cooked for the rest of my life. She convinced me that I should not let what happened to me scare me off from life. She introduced me to a Kerran which she is very close to she calls him Kitty Onis.
I joined the guild which they were members. A guild is like a family but not a blood related family. I met a Barbarian in the guild that was very nice. I vowed I would cook him a meal one day fit for him. Unfortunately he left on queens business one day and never returned.
My family, the guild, soon was called upon to do things for the queen and everyone was going in different directions. Theira, who had married Ginji, told me that she was going to join him guild. I followed her there. Ginji’s sister is a warden and she taught me for a while. Eventually Theira felt a call to move to another guild. That is when she joined the Explorers of Norath. I followed her because I still worry that I will be found by the invaders.
I watch daily for the invaders. The invaders were bald humanoid looking, no body hair, very egotistical, thinks of other races as inferior. I hope I never run into them again. Or any like them.
Now you know why when I adventure I go in animal form. They will not know me in that form.