Ophisira remembered the house. It was a small, yet rich looking building filled with goods and treasures for sale. Looking back, Ophi realized that she had no truly bad memories of the place, only a feeling of being unwanted. She eventually left the house, ran away when she was still a hatching. Left in town by a mother who did not seem to want her, and too little to learn the language of the humans and elves and tieflings who made up most of Fallcrest, she spent years living as an urchin in the lower town. Her language improved though she still found it difficult to make sense of those earlier memories: the ones from distant childhood involving her mother, of caravans and eventually of the house.
Dragonborn were rare in Fallcrest. Ophi had never seen more than one in any given year. None of them were her mother, and fewer still could speak her language- the new language which had replaced her native tongue in her head. Mostly she was left alone in the city, the children thought she was too much of a lizard to befriend and adults wouldn't suffer the company of an orphan who could just as easily steal from them.
But that was going to change! Today, in fact, Ophi gave up on being an urchin. She has been too tired of not having answers for too long, and too tired of not having control over her life. Standing at the base of Moonwash Falls, she would leave the slum like low-town if it was the last thing she'd do. And any answers to her past that she found along the way would also be welcome!
First and foremost Ophi wanted out of the slums of the lowtown. For that she would need tools, clothing, and other items to help her to become self sufficient in what she hoped was an adult way. Money was also a concern but Ophie assumed that with a little urchin-style scavenging she could find some useful things for free. The question now was "where to begin looking?"
Caves along the cliffs would probably be her best bet and scavenging. That area was so seldom traveled, that anything she found there would almost certainly not have an owner to later claim it and accuse her of thievery. She climbed the cliffs on the left side of the waterfall and methodically searched ledges and overhangs as she moved west, towards the Nentir River. She only managed to find a single gold coin- probably fallen from a purse of a noble in the high-town above the cliff- before she came upon a twisting dirt path leading up the cliff, connecting the high-town and the slums of the low-town.
Choosing to ignore the path, Ophie continued her westward search along the bluffs eventually coming to a wide mouthed cave. A carved rock the the entry read 'CATACOMBS.' Another thing to deal with later, she decided. Continuing on her way, she found the rocks here unusually barren- lacking even in rubbish and trash from the high-town. Eventually she came upon a stone stairway running up the cliff, and decided to climb to see the high-town for the first time in years.
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Ophisira
FantasyGrowing up alone on the streets of Fallcrest's worst neighborhoods, Ophisira has only dim memories of a mother who left her at a trading house when she was barely hatched. Life for a dragonborn in a city mostly populated by humans and halflings was...