Our dexterous hafling follower of the fey lord of forgotten
things, solitude and sadness has begun to take shape. I’ve picked a class and
I’m ready to make the scant pieces of information come to life. The story of
the our little folk is not an altogether happy one, but neither is it
altogether sad.
Minas Greymane
Born in the lands of the Vishov family in shadowy Ustalav,
Minas was destined to have the life of a serf. Much like the Varisian families
that had stopped their wandering ways and put down roots in Ustalav; so too did
a number of hafling groups, dotting the land with small villages of the wee
folk. Minas’ mother and father worked the land as farmers and his older sister
would look after the boy while they would tend the fields.
As the child grew, he too would work the land with his
parents. That is, when he wasn’t wandering off into the woods nearby. Minas
always felt more at ease alone with his own thoughts in the forgotten places in
the forest. His parents didn’t so much enjoy their son’s need for solitude as
it meant he lost time in the fields. His sister, however, always felt for him,
seeing how uncomfortable the presence of others made him.
The Vishovs were fair rulers and even their tax collectors
and overseers treated those who worked their lands with respect. Although Minas
was, for the most part, not inclined to want the feel of a big city, he did
enjoy stories of city life. A few times a year when the Vishov’s
representatives would come through to collect the harvests and hear the
townsfolk one of them, a man named Herin, would tell the boy these tales. Herin
had a way with Minas that overcame the shy halfling’s desire to be alone, and
through this Minas was probably one of the most informed serfs in all of
Golarion.
When the halfling was just sixteen the unthinkable happened
and the Vishov family fell from grace. The now widowed countess’ brother was
accused of conspiring to overthrow the prince. Some who were complicit,
including Minas’ friend Herin, were imprisoned. The countess was exiled and the
land be overseen by Baron Creelisk through the length of her banishment.
The change in rulership left the land in chaos. Baron
Creelisk’s men were not as thoughtful toward their charges as the Vishov’s had
been. On top of that scoundrels, thieves, and brigands were turning up
everywhere. When Minas found that one such thief had arrived in town to hide
from the authorities he took it upon himself to relieve the criminal of that
which he had stolen. The boy’s original intention was to keep the item for
himself and his family but guilt made him turn it into the authorities, and the
rogue was arrested.
Months later Minas’ sister went missing, lost in the night,
taken from the family home. Although there was no sign of struggle neither
Minas or his parents believed the girl would have left of her own accord. Of
anyone, Minas was closest with his sister—she understood him even in his
desire for solitude. Minas would spend days and nights searching for her.
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Minas
never gave up his search for his sister. In this he was occasionally joined by
his sister’s best friend. In their time of quite investigation there grew a
bond. Through the forest and the field, from town to city, the two never gave
up and eventually fell in love. Alone but together with the shared hope of the
return of Minas’ sister, her best friend.
On a moon-shrouded night among the trees of the dark wood,
they made a promise to each other and to Minas’ sister to never forget. In
their sadness, alone but together they found some small hope in the worship of
the Lost Prince. Giving themselves over to the Melancholy Lord, the fey lord of
forgotten things so that his sister would never fall into his realm, never be
forgotten.
Using these disparate pieces of information, what character did you make? Why did you choose that class for this character? Who is your little halfling?
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