KAIDA

Dragonborn / Rogue

Submitted character story

You are the rogue who walks the King's Road with daggers drawn for people who can't draw their own. The moment you turned back is the moment your father told you to run, and you've been running toward strangers ever since. Every village you save is the one you couldn't, and the weight of that debt never lightens no matter how many you pull from the flames. Your table will remember you as the blade that appears when it matters most, sharp and certain and unbidden.

Defining moment: The village was on fire, attacked by bandits but when soldiers came, they werent regular soldiers but dragon slayers. My adopted father, a dwarf, tells me to run and so I did. I ran till I was far enough away. Dwarfs were being loaded in waggens. I never saw my adopted dad again.

Can't stop helping strangers