This isn't my first real story that I have posted up on here. My other account has mist appeared somewhere and I can't locate it. I started playing D&D a few weeks ago and this is my first character I ever got to make so I hope you enjoy the story that unravels before you. Yes, the chapters are going to short up at the same time filled with pain, and love all together in one.
No I do not own D&D duh!
Chapter 1
The beginning of the end
Years have pasted since the war that ravaged our land. Our people, every species, moved together to fight against the hunger and strife that plagued us. My family lived just outside the main city as farmers. Peaceful people trying to survive like everyone else. We were Dragonborns which tended to cause us problems with the human traders. My name is Nala I am four years old and this is the beginning to an end.
I don't remember very much about my parents I just remember them always working. I know that in different times I would have left the house to find my own way in the world, but this isn't different times. What I do remember of my parents were the stories of what the war was like. During the was my parents were assassins for the king. Now they are farmers and now they are dead. How they died, you ask? Let me tell you.
I was outside playing with my doll my mother had made for me. I heard a bunch of voices yelling in the distance. I dropped my doll and ran inside the house to get my parents. They hushed me and hid me in our secret room under the house. They told me I wasn't allowed to come out no matter what I hear or see. The villagers were outside by that time yelling for my parents to come out. Everything was confusing to listen to, but I did understand them calling my parents murders. Out of the little slit I could just see my parents feet with the villagers surrounding them. My father was the first to die, someone shot him with a barbed arrow and while my mother cried over him they beheaded her. When that was finished they all took torches to the crops, the main house, and the barn. I was forgotten, the smoke filled the room I was in but I didn't care, I was sitting in the far corner crying.
I don't know how long the fire burned, but when everything finally died down I emerged to the blackness of night. I found my parents bodies laying where they were slain. The tears would not come; I noticed the doll laying on the ground. It survived so I picked it up and walked into the near by woods, and I never looked back.
I hope you enjoyed the painful memories of Nala. Your going to have to continue to tune in if you want to find out if her life gets better or not! :P Hope to see you soon...
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