Useful Skleen the Halfelf

Changeling / Rogue

Submitted character story

You're the kind of hero who learned patience on Old Yost's Cart and strategy when facing the Iron Matron. What brought you back was the gate you couldn't save, the explosion that taught you trust costs blood. You wear a thousand faces now, but the scar reminds you which failure belongs to Useful Skleen alone. Tables will remember you as the rogue who sees every trap because you triggered the worst one.

Defining moment: Orcs are not normally subtle, which is why a group of the asking to be let in after dark.  I was stand guard on the parapet  when they arrived.  The men under my command laugh at their request as the approached.  You see we were at war at tge time with the orchestra.  As the ranking sergeant I was the one that answered them.  They claimed to be seeking sanctuary.   They came saying they were deserters.  That was when one of the started banging on the front gates.  I yelled for him to stop but it was too late.  The explosion blew the gates and walls wide open .  I remember falling and having the wind knocked out of me.  The orcs were gone but so were the gates.  The way was clear to the orc army that rushed in afterwards.  I struggled to rally the men.  In the fighting, the last thing Useful Skleen  saw was the axe that gave him this scar.

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