An optional side project for those who are interested in delving a bit more deeply into your character. There will be rewards given out based on your input, though the timing of when you receive those rewards will be up to me and not necessarily given out to everyone at the same time.

The objective is for you to write a short (or long) story about your character's backstory that has some significance in who they are, how they became the person they are today, or why they have the goals that they do. For example, the Warlocks in the group could write about how they came to interact with their Patron, who their patron is, and what pact they made with that mystical being to receive the powers that they have. You could write about who taught you how to fight or how to cast your spells, a significant moment when you were a child that lead you to the decisions you make now. It can be anything you want.

Again, this is optional, you do not have to take part in it at all if you don't want to. The information you put in the story will provide two major benefits. First, it tells you more about who your character actually is, which will help you when it comes to roleplaying that character. Second, it gives me things to work with to know more about your character's motivations or personality so that I can bring things related to that into the game in the future so that you feel more involved and more invested in the character and the game as a whole.

You also have the option of posting your stories here for everyone to learn more about you, or you can send it to me in a private message to keep it secret, keep it safe.

I was born human. To a human mother and human father, with two older human brothers and one younger human sister.  What stands out in this story is my father's anger and ambition.

We worked a farm but didn't own the land. With each passing season the work grew harder and Fathers resentment grew. He would gambol what little coin came our way, kept us hungry and threadbare. Always betting on fate to turn our life around. One day fate answered.

A stranger blew in one night with a heavy purse. Father sat down with the stranger and together they played dice through the night. Father couldn't lose and slowly he built up a fortune, that is untill he lost it all. The stranger gave Father a choice,  one last roll of the dice and if he won he could regain the gold. If he loses, he loses his youngest son, me. Father didn't even hesitate. He took the dice and lost his son.

He won the bet. Gained his gold, took his family away from a life of indenturement but I couldn't stand to live with them anymore. I knew father's heart that day. I ran away and the stranger found me, took me in.

She taught me everything. Every tall tale, every note of the flute, every bolt of the crossbow comes from her. Together we went from inn to campfire to tavern, retelling and remaking old stores and rumors.

On my eighteenth birthday she disappeared, on my thirtyth she found me and took me to the Feywilds. I am Xander of Fey, always have been always will be.
 
This message was last edited by the player at 01:25, Wed 27 Mar 2019.

After many many miles, after many many adventures, after many many drinks Xander sits brooding in the pub. The outspoken half-elf is silent. Just when the night is darkest.

I had that dream again. It was more clear this time. More real. I had never left the farm, I was human. Gray and with a belly. I had a wife and a daughter. After working the dirt I would come home burnt and tired but all that fell away in the cabin. I sat down to good food and laughter. It was so real. Too... real.

The half elf looks to be on the verge of tears. His brow is furrowed. His hand fades through his empty mug. Did his hand fade through his mug? He looks like a swimmer treading water on the horizon. Frantically searching for something to grasp onto. Panic palpable and real that can drown a man and any would be rescuer. Xander is on his feet somehow, impossibly quick, almost like a second was stolen somehow.

What am I? What was that other life?