Stalker / MonkRole:
Classic rogue. Trapfinding (and disarming), scouting, and pickpocketing.Background:
The Last War took its toll on a great many nations, and few people remained unscathed from its ravages. A few groups, however, were less involved than the rest. The halflings that had settled the Talenta plains long ago were one such group. Wanderers and nomads, they rarely stayed in one place for long and often lead their dinosaur mounts on long expeditions filled with wanderlust and more than a little bloodshed. It was to one group such as this that one such story begins when a child was born to shifter-halfling parents whose child also carried the trait from his furry exterior upon being born.
The child grew up like most did in the Talenta camps, learning to hunt and move softly before prey like his father. It was the best time in his life... until the elves came. They road North straight from Valenar through the Blade Desert, and in their expansionist ideals they cut a swathe into Talenta before the halflings were able to muster an offense to push them back. Most they came across they slaughtered with no remorse, but a few they took prisoner. Nym was one, taken for their amusement, and they took him back to one of their war-monasteries to make of him a joke, taunting him time and again to learn the double scimitar, their ancient ancestral weapons.
Years passed, and Nym learned rudimentary pieces of the elves' martial arts, but never was he allowed any weapon but the double scimitar. Despite his wish to leave, to run away, he was either left chained to a stake like some wild animal or kept watch over. All that changed the night when he got his hands on such on a long sliver of a weapon, too elegant for one such as he to have ever seen, much less used in the past. All his attempts with the double scimitar, while making his current weapon unwieldy, had given him the strength and swiftness to use this new weapon with ease. Using it and the other skills he learned, he escaped the monastery, killing a few elves by taking them unaware in the process, and escaped into the night with a five other prisoners.
To the South and East, an endless sea. To the North, the Talenta Plains--they were sure to look for him and the others there. And finally to the West... perhaps there they might escape successfully, despite the horrors that others spoke of the Mournland. Moving as quickly as they could, the group journeyed West. There they crossed the Mournland, crossing fields of flowers shaped like hands that grasped at your as you walked, fogs of flashing mist within which half-hidden horrors could be seen, and in the distance oftimes massive creatures of iron and steel could be seen walking the wastes. Two of their number were lost in that strange land until they were finally free and once more among the living.
It took them many days until he reached the city of Sterngate. Hearing tales of the wondrous city of Sharn, he and the others were sure they could lose their pursuers if they traveled that far, and set out to reach the grand city. Nym was awestruck the first time he saw the city, and resolved to make all efforts to disappear into the society of Sharn. In order to do so he disappeared into its criminal underbelly, using his naturally quiet feet and darting fingers to carve himself a niche in which he could live comfortably, though he kept in contact with the others that had survived, Nalla a half-elf, Grin the dwarf, and Delfa the gnome. Each one went their separate way, but once a month or so the four would come together to celebrate their freedom and remember how much worse things had been.00
Time passed, and Nym worked various jobs to make ends meet when tourists were few and far between. Unaffiliated with any of the thieves' guilds in the area, and after passing a whole year in Sharn without hearing word of his elvish pursuers he's begun to have contacts with people in the Sharn police force who might be looking for someone unconnected such as he to do some undercover work. The pay sounds good, but the danger might outweigh that... But he still had the advantage of his shifter heritage being a secret--for now.