I was the first to hatch from my brood-clutch, mother always said I was the most adventurous of my brood. Even when my carapace was still soft enough for me to keep growing, I was always interested in the world outside of my hive-nest. Now I wonder the world with my new mammalian companions, my chatkcha and gythka close at hand.

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I was the first to hatch from my brood-clutch, mother always said I was the most adventurous of my brood. Even when my carapace was still soft enough for me to keep growing, I was always interested in the world outside of my hive-nest. Now I wonder the world with my new mammalian companions, my chatkcha and gythka close at hand.

 

 "But why does the elf have to look so, so, SO tasty?!"

That also sounds like Ochaka Uraraka's backstory sorta...anyway:

I was born a Devil Shifter, a Outcast with no home.

I was drafted into the army at a young age and then because I was immortal outlived them.

I eventually turned to Religion and worshipped the concept of the purity of blood.

Does this count as three sentences?

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That also sounds like Ochaka Uraraka's backstory sorta...anyway:

I was born a Devil Shifter, a Outcast with no home.

I was drafted into the army at a young age and then because I was immortal outlived them.

I eventually turned to Religion and worshipped the concept of the purity of blood.

Does this count as three sentences?

 
Absolutely

Well, it’s a funny story actually… see a couple weeks ago I was talking to a girl named Innes, she’s the waitress at Fallona’s Tavern over in Spring Meadows. It was the first time in my life I was ever more than 10 miles from my house, but I was spinning yarn trying to impress her, and said I was a master thief and that I would prove it by stealing her heart. I’m pretty sure she didn’t buy a word of it, but this here group of looneys did and insisted I join them on their “heroes quest,” so I guess now I’m a thief…. *gulp*

*the snow white version of the hobbit*

It all started when an old woman and seven dwarves turned up on my doorstep. They said they needed a burglar to raid a dragon's horde, I told them I wasn't a burglar or interested in their madcap plan but they still bundled me out the door of my cozy home and refused to listen to me. Now they are dead and I have a dragon after me all because I managed to escape its lair with a single gold piece from its horde.

With many friends and family growing up, everyone questioned my decision to seek my fortune. After all, I was well cared for, and had plenty of money and a stable community. Might be my 6 and 3 in Intelligence and Wisdom respectively.

Mentioning game stats is more than a little meta, but I’ll take it. 😉

Orphaned and adopted by a wise sea captain at an young age. I studied under the steely gaze of the mercenary captain of my company. My failure landed me in exile with tools and skills to survive this harsh world.

Born the son of a king, I was only a child when cultists overthrew the monarchy, executed both my parents in front of me, and oppressed my people. They caught and tortured me until I grew strong, and broke their yoke from my neck. I swear on the soul of my father, I will have revenge for my family and my people. 

I am human no more but something else, after receiving a kiss under the moonlight from some children of the night as cold as steel. I must now cope with this curse for the rest of my life if resting peace i can't ever find. A new way to live now awaits me as a newborn Dhampir.

In debt to multiple pit fiends after betting my soul for a large sum of gold. I wander the land as a travelling minstrel, hiding my identity and biding my time before they find me. Maybe joining an adventurer's group would at least provide me protection.

I was a soldier in the most rigid and feared army in history. During one battle, I cast aside my shield and broke rank, carving into the enemy with glee. My own comrades set their swords against me for the unforgivable sin of breaking rank, so I fled, where I now seek glory as the naked warrior! 

I wanted to prove my invention would work, that it really was possible to circumnavigate the globe in under three months’ time. They all said it couldn’t be done, and they made wagers against me and mocked my presumptions. Turns out they were right, it couldn’t be done, at least not yet anyway, and now I still have to survive and make my way home to settle up on those bets.

My father’s mother used to work for the Duke of Duckterington as the game warden. Her job was to take care of the various exotic animals on the estate, as well as organize and oversee the various hunts that were hosted on Duckterington Estate annually. I grew up learning the ways of the animals from my grandmother, and now that the 9th Duke of Duckterington is burning in the shattered remains of of his castle, and the Revolution is underway, I’ll have to use those skills to make my way in the world.

Born and raised on islands off the sword coast, my parents were considered royalty and ambassadors to the new world beyond their tribe, all while i got accustomed to their brew. I was on the sword coast, on my way to shore when suddenly, out of the depths, came something unexpected. attempting to reason with the beast, my friend had ended his own life because of a drunkard's fake visions. from that day on, I vowed to not indulge, and train in the path of the kensei, my tools being a silver pickaxe with my friends name on it, and the very pistol that took his life from me.

I was in the library, as usual, the older boys were bullying me, as usual.

It was then that I had had enough, and so walked over to the largest one and stabbed my quill deep into his left eye.

As the feather quivered about, and the blood gushed, I turned and calmly walked away.

Ages ago a cabal of wizards, believing the end of the surface world was nigh, retreated to a fortress deep in the Underdark. Some years ago I was born into that cabal and trained to survive in the hostile and strange world of above ground. A year ago I was teleported to the surface world with only my dog as a companion, tasked with retrieving an artifact to regenerate the world but, as it turns out, the world did not end and has indeed flourished but I will still seek out my quest and see what happens.

Dion wasn't playing in the background was he? Were you in a blue onsie?

I am the last prince of a warrior people. The emperor of the nation I now hide in had my people erased from existence. If it is the last thing I do, I will find a way to kill him.