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There are many hidden mines within the Sunset Mountains in Faerun. These mines are controlled entirely by the Cult of the Dragon for the purposes of mining out gems and precious metals to be used in their ritual casting. Kobold slaves are the manpower within, and have been for countless years. Rarlee was born here, and from the moment she was big enough to hold a pickaxe she'd been in chains. She spent the first 10 years of her life living in servitude. What she learned was not done so easily, her kin would leave hastily scratches messages for each other in Draconic on the cave walls. She learned common, gradually by listening to her handlers speak to one another. Every day was a fight to survive, and she saw many of her fellow Kobolds beaten to death for often no reason other than the boredom of their wardens. Eventually, after seeing another one of her kin felled and their broken and bloodied body continued to be savaged... and she snapped. When her mind returned, she was standing over the body of one of her handlers. They were torn apart, ripped and shredded. Rarlee herself was covered in their blood, and her maw dripped with crimson. She fled - knowing she'd be killed if she didn't at least try. The commotion of finding one of their own dead seemed to have distracted most of the wardens, and Rarlee soon found herself at the mouth of the cave. About to step out of the only place she'd ever known - a place of nightmares and pain that had filled her with such rage. She looked up at the sky as she felt grass beneath her clawed feet for the first time, and she saw the moon and stars. It was beautiful, and even though her heart still pounded, she felt peace. Short lived, however. Distracted by the twinkling lights in the sky, she had not seen the curling tree root that she tripped over. Instead of landing on grass however, when she lifted herself up she found herself in the middle of a dark and musty alleyway. | There are many hidden mines within the Sunset Mountains in Faerun. These mines are controlled entirely by the Cult of the Dragon for the purposes of mining out gems and precious metals to be used in their ritual casting. Kobold slaves are the manpower within, and have been for countless years. Rarlee was born here, and from the moment she was big enough to hold a pickaxe she'd been in chains. She spent the first 10 years of her life living in servitude. | ||
What she learned was not done so easily, her kin would leave hastily scratches messages for each other in Draconic on the cave walls. She learned common, gradually by listening to her handlers speak to one another. Every day was a fight to survive, and she saw many of her fellow Kobolds beaten to death for often no reason other than the boredom of their wardens. | |||
Eventually, after seeing another one of her kin felled and their broken and bloodied body continued to be savaged... and she snapped. When her mind returned, she was standing over the body of one of her handlers. They were torn apart, ripped and shredded. Rarlee herself was covered in their blood, and her maw dripped with crimson. She fled - knowing she'd be killed if she didn't at least try. The commotion of finding one of their own dead seemed to have distracted most of the wardens, and Rarlee soon found herself at the mouth of the cave. | |||
About to step out of the only place she'd ever known - a place of nightmares and pain that had filled her with such rage. She looked up at the sky as she felt grass beneath her clawed feet for the first time, and she saw the moon and stars. It was beautiful, and even though her heart still pounded, she felt peace. Short lived, however. Distracted by the twinkling lights in the sky, she had not seen the curling tree root that she tripped over. Instead of landing on grass however, when she lifted herself up she found herself in the middle of a dark and musty alleyway. | |||
Revision as of 23:22, 8 October 2020
| Rarlee | |||||||
| Female Kobold | |||||||
| Player: Reddnn | |||||||
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| Full Name: | Unknown | |||||||||
| Nicknames: | Spit-Fire, Brighteyes | |||||||||
| Age: | 10 | |||||||||
| Deity: | Bahamut | |||||||||
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| Place of Birth: | Toril | |||||||||
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| Height: | 2’5” | |||||||||
| Weight: | 45lbs | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Golden Yellow | |||||||||
| Hair: | Unknown | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Red Scaled | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Athletic, Muscular | |||||||||
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History
There are many hidden mines within the Sunset Mountains in Faerun. These mines are controlled entirely by the Cult of the Dragon for the purposes of mining out gems and precious metals to be used in their ritual casting. Kobold slaves are the manpower within, and have been for countless years. Rarlee was born here, and from the moment she was big enough to hold a pickaxe she'd been in chains. She spent the first 10 years of her life living in servitude. What she learned was not done so easily, her kin would leave hastily scratches messages for each other in Draconic on the cave walls. She learned common, gradually by listening to her handlers speak to one another. Every day was a fight to survive, and she saw many of her fellow Kobolds beaten to death for often no reason other than the boredom of their wardens. Eventually, after seeing another one of her kin felled and their broken and bloodied body continued to be savaged... and she snapped. When her mind returned, she was standing over the body of one of her handlers. They were torn apart, ripped and shredded. Rarlee herself was covered in their blood, and her maw dripped with crimson. She fled - knowing she'd be killed if she didn't at least try. The commotion of finding one of their own dead seemed to have distracted most of the wardens, and Rarlee soon found herself at the mouth of the cave. About to step out of the only place she'd ever known - a place of nightmares and pain that had filled her with such rage. She looked up at the sky as she felt grass beneath her clawed feet for the first time, and she saw the moon and stars. It was beautiful, and even though her heart still pounded, she felt peace. Short lived, however. Distracted by the twinkling lights in the sky, she had not seen the curling tree root that she tripped over. Instead of landing on grass however, when she lifted herself up she found herself in the middle of a dark and musty alleyway.