Verdure

You Seek to Charter a Ship to aid you in your quest to capsize the great sea-toad that Devoured your parents some 20 years hence.

You tell the bartender your tragic tale, of how the magnificent and deadly sea-toad devoured your parents and their fishing trawler when you were but a child. You've never seen them since, and had to raise yourself in an uncomfortable land, fending for yourself in the wilds among the Scrub-lands.

+2 Tough
+1 Knowledge

I'm here for questionable business. I want to know what I am. For as long as I remember, since I was a child, I have been always this creature.

Throughout your tough childhood you've met many people, all of which have queried what exactly you are, but you've never known the answer. It lies in a sea-toad's belly, along with your parents. Your physical form resembles that of the Ceropegan people of the Eastern Scrub-lands, but you were born in the South, and those people were thought to have died off long ago. Your parents may have been the last of their kind, and now, that may be you.

+1 Talk
+Unique

The bartender looks at you, thorns bristled.

"Wow, for the life o' me... I don't think I'd e'er see one o' your kind 'round 'ere. Y'know, me grandmother always told me that you folk were still 'round, but I ne'er believed 'er!" He chuckles, drying a cup in standard bartender fashion.

It is, at this point, that the door is bashed down by a large Flytrap holding a bat in her hands. She licks her lips, pointing towards the bartender. Behind her swarms a group of gnats, one of which she eats but the rest fly towards the bartender.

Conveniently enough for him, you are in the way.

CharacterShow

Quest: Find parents, kill Sea-toad.
Race: ???
Stats:
Knowledge - 1
Tough - 2
Talk - 1
Qualities:
Unique - You are a unique individual of an all-but extinct race, and nobody, not even you, knows about your downfall or if any of you remain.