Author's note: So my husband is running this game but it came from the back story I created for my character.
Prolog- A Bedtime Story
"Once upon a time there was a beautiful island on a rough sea. The island was lush and provided its people with anything they could need. It was a peaceful place and its people were happy. Until the dragon came. He settled on a mountain and began to demand sacrifices. The townspeople were forced to send a person a week to assuage the dragon's wishes. They drew a lottery to see who would go. The second week their own king was chosen. He bid goodbye to his young daughter and bravely went to meet his fate. This continued for several years until they came.
"One was a fighter with auburn hair and an easy smile. His name was Arthur and he wanted nothing more than to prove himself to the world. You see, Arthur's family came from aristocracy, but his own father had squandered their wealth. The second was Donald; a noble warrior. He was tall and dark, a fine man to fight beside. The third man was Thomas; a cleric of Kylios. His faith and love for his god always helped the party. The last was the lovely Liliana who practiced the arcane arts and was the love of both Thomas and Donald. Where her heart rested no one knew."
"But not you, right daddy?" four year old Elizabeth whispered.
"Of course not," Arthur smile. "I was meant for another." His eyes were far away with the memories but he paused to smile at his very pregnant wife. She smiled back and he continued. "The four had not come to the island to rid them of their dragon. Indeed, they knew nothing of the island at all. They were adventurers heading to a distant land. A storm had blown them off course so they were forced to seek shelter, and hopefully re-supply their ship.
"Once they discovered what the townspeople were being forced to do they knew that they must help. Immediately, they set off to fight the beast." Susan, Arthur's wife snorted at this. He gave her a wink. Perhaps he was skating over several small details.
"Then what happened?" Elizabeth cried when she felt that her father had paused for too long. She was almost bouncing in bed in her excitement.
"A good bedtime story, hmm?" Susan teased.
"Of course," Arthur grinned. "They approached the dragon with a healthy amount of respect. He was a blue dragon so he blew electricity. It would be enough to kill all four."
"Really?" Elizabeth whispered.
"Really. He was a young dragon; strong and powerful but not as powerful and an elder dragon would have been. They attempted to talk him into leaving but he wouldn't listen. They were forced to fight him. The dragon blew electricity at them but Liliana cast a wall to protect the group. Thomas cast blessing upon the warrior's blades and both Arthur and Donald rushed into battle.
"It was a fierce fight. Arthur and Donald swung their weapons, Thomas prayed, and Liliana cast her spells. The dragon roared and clawed. He struck at the warrior's and blew electricity at the spell casters. The party dodged, rolled, and attacked. Eventually they had the beast weakened. They thought it was unconscious. Donald stabbed the dragon through the heart. The group was shocked when it roared and shot into the air, immediately falling back down… on top of Liliana. When they finally got her out from under him their friend had died."
"Oh no!" Elizabeth cried.
As if it were yesterday Arthur could hear Donald begging Thomas to save her. 'I can't,' Thomas had said. 'There's no spark left.' Thomas had even tried to resurrect her but she had refused to come back. Arthur hadn't been surprised. She hadn't looked back once in her life, only forward.
"With heavy hearts," Arthur continued. "They carried Liliana off the mountain and laid her to rest. When they reached the island they were met with cheers. The townsfolk proclaimed that one of the men should become their new king and marry the lovely princess."
"How did you decide?" Elizabeth asked.
"Thomas didn't wish to marry. He simply wanted to build a church to his god on the island. So that's just what he did. Donald told me that he didn't wish to lead the island but that he would like to lead the fighters and remain by my side. So he became the leader of the knights. It was left to me to become the king and marry the princess."
"So that's just what he did," Susan said standing up with a bit of effort. "The brave warrior married the princess and they lived happily ever after."
"Now you must go to sleep," Arthur said tucking Elizabeth in and kissing her on the forehead. She yawned. "Goodnight, Bethy."
"Goodnight, daddy, goodnight, mommy," Elizabeth said. "Can I give little brother a kiss?" Susan laughed and walked forward so Elizabeth could kiss her stomach. "Goodnight, little brother." They didn't know if the babe was a boy or a girl but Elizabeth was convinced that it would be a boy. "I can't wait to tell Sir Donald that I heard the story. When does Father Thomas come home so I can tell him too?"
"In a few days," Arthur said.
"Get some rest," Susan told her daughter. The adults walked out of the little girl's room.
"Happily ever after?" Arthur teased.
"Well, it more or less was for me," Susan said. "Even if my husband didn't touch me for two years."
"You were fourteen!" Arthur laughed. "I may have been a bit of a conman and a jerk back then but even I had my limits." Susan laughed with him but then winced. "What is it, love? Is it the baby? Do you need to sit down?"
"I'm fine," Susan said waving off his concern. "All I need is to go to bed with my husband." Arthur wrapped an arm around his wife's waist and led her down the hall to their room. Although he would again know happiness to some extent this night he would remember as the last truly and completely happy and content moment of his life. Later that night Susan went into labor. They called the mid-wife but something went wrong and without Thomas there to help both Susan and the baby, a boy, died.