Role

Chapter 3

cruel than simply killing her. Wabailla ran home, only to find the crude shelter they'd lived
in destroyed, her parents long dead. She vomited from the smell, running away as fast as she
could, stopping only when she'd reached the gates of the city. Panting, angry and frightened
but unwilling to hide herself and lie about her heritage, she straightened, and with no thought
beyond leaving the city behind she stepped out into the underdark, the next phase of her life
about to begin...

Ten minutes later she almost died to a baby cavefisher. Only pure luck saved her, when just
before the creature's teeth could close around her throat a stalactite cracked off and impaled
the beast. Too much was happening to her and too fast. All the events of her recent life were
just too much and she was unbalanced, a bit crazed, and wild. But she saw this in herself and
rolling away from the corpse she stopped, paused, breathed, and tried to find her balance.
For the second time that day, luck saved her. Passing by on the far side of the cavern were a
group of adventurers. She'd seen pictures of other races but never in person, and her eyes
widened as she saw a human for the first time, a dwarf for the first time, and cloud giant.
They were clearly wounded, running from some battle. Leaping from thought to action as only
the young can do, she rose up and keeping some distance, followed them. In their haste to
escape whatever they had fought the party of three never saw Wabailla. Eventually, they came to
a pathway up and after waiting a bit, Wabailla went up. Thankfully her wait had put some distance
between her and the others because her first step into sunlight made her scream with shock and
some small pain. It did not take her long to get used to it but still, she was again unnerved.
Following the blood of the adventurers she made her way through forests and trees (all new to
her), and eventually to more cultivated lands, small villages, and then to a city. At this point
she stopped, rested, and decided to take her time learning the surface world. And so now she
is here, ready to be herself, with no pretenses and no screens to hide behind. Her fury
against magic fuels her and she will look to take up arms training, which in turn will allow
her to fight, and win.