Paenkoi Kiirnodel Holy Paladin of the Spires The world can be a terrible, unforgiving, and downright miserable place that is
Our party started out in a village, and depending on your race you were considered either an outcast from the “Elite” Society or second class citizen. Our village was made up of these outcast and second class citizens just trying to keep living normal lives. We hunted, still had trade with other cities, and just did our best to survive.
Our DM gave us blank character sheets, and a packet with our character name’s on them. Inside of each packet were three other packets. While he had copies of our sheets with stats filled out. We spent the first 30-60 minutes, we had to navigate the caves, looking for a way out. Simultaneously, trying to remember and discover our character’s skills.