I have been playing D&D with a group from my serving job for a few weeks now. Being entirely new at this whole world of role play, I am naturally lost as fuck. And my DM knows it. He Destroys me on the daily, or comes close enough, so to let me know he can destroy, but would rather toy with my beating heart in his hands for a few turns before my team mates rise up to save my ass... again.
Hi, I am Surina KenfenKanBraden, the 9th Born from the 9th generation of Pure Bread, Dragon Born, Palidins.
I come from a secluded community up the mountains of Brama. Where, we are people of the purest bloods and, the strongest gifts, because of it. We have created a self sustaining, perfect race, of Dragon Borns, and this is why I am being sent away, out into the world. Purebreads. The time has come to spread the gospel of being a Purebread. It is time to get strong again as Nations, Pure Nations, United together, so that we may save this world from it's Evil of Cross Contamination.
So, being the 9th born and All, I am the strongest warrior we have, so natuarally I was the one to be sent out on this Fantastic quest! I was sent to Pixie Dust of course, the best place for a warrior to begin thier fight against evil! And the place where I would naturally carry out my Oath of Devotion, when the time came.
But now that I am here........
I am not sure I am in the right place.
I didn't realize it would be this hard.