Mounted Pistoleer Squad
Mounted Pistoleer Squad
Mounted Gunslinger
Mounted Gunslinger
High Elf Spell Slinger
High Elf Spell Slinger
Dragoon
Dragoon
Mounted Pistoleer
Mounted Pistoleer
Day Laborer
Day Laborer
You kept a city running through the sweat of your brow, loading and unloading ships, serving as an extra pair of hands on a construction site, and performing other tasks. It isn’t always honest work, but it’s always hard work.
Why did you leave this life behind? How did you get your adventuring skills and equipment?
Beggar
Beggar
Those that lack homes, ask for alms, and other impoverished folk have been, broadly, left behind by whatever society they are a part of. You were part of those huddled masses, doing everything you could to survive, but going to bed hungry more often than not.
How did you escape that life? What was the turning point for you? Who did you leave behind? What scars do you bear from that time?
Replacer
Replacer
You are aware of your counterpart, of course. But more than that, you loathe them. You have started your adventures, at least in part, in order to find this person, remove them in some fashion, and take their place.
Have you located your counterpart yet? Why do you seek to replace them? Are they repugnant and you would right their wrongs? Do you seek to balance the universe? Or do they simply have the life that you were meant to have? What if you do eventually find them—and realize you have no wish to fulfill what was once your burning ambition?
Keeper
Keeper
Your life has been chiefly defined by your charge to protect a great treasure or secret which must be kept from the prying eyes of outsiders. Whether you were tasked with protecting a sacred artifact, concealing the true heir to the throne, or maintaining the seal on an ancient curse, the time has come to step into the wider world.
Retiree
Retiree
You have done what few have managed: you have aged gracefully out of adventuring. Maybe exhaustion overtook you, maybe you had accomplished all you had dreamed. Whatever happened, you have done exceedingly little since then. Maybe you drank yourself into darkness each night, or maybe you’ve been content to just watch the flowers glow on a small plot of land you’ve bought yourself.
What pulled you back into a life of adventure? Do you want to go back to retirement? What drives you, and what beckons you to stop?