Breyola Goldshade came from humble beginnings. She was born to a young halfling couple on the outskirts of a small farming town. Her parents owned a farm and grew swamp plants before selling them in town. Unfortunately, tragedy struck as she grew up. The poor town fell to ruin, causing the farm to loose customers as people moved out. To keep her family somewhat afloat, Breyola went into town and began working at a tavern where she met a traveling bard. This bard was quick to take her in and mentor her on a couple of instruments, mainly the viol. Before long, music became her escape and she quit her job at the tavern to become a bard herself. At eighteen, she was finally able to perform at an advanced enough level to continue her craft on her own. To celebrate her success, her bard mentor gifted her his viol before moving on and leaving the town. Breyola, meanwhile, moved out of her parents and into her own place.
Breyola continued to perform gigs on various instruments, her go to instrument being the viol. She sent a majority of her earnings back to her parents, only keeping enough to pay for her own essentials. One night, while she was sleeping, her beloved viol was taken from her apartment, the thief only leaving behind a broken sting. Determined to get it back, she sets off, traveling through cities and towns and performing on her spare instruments and student viol, all in search of her missing viol.
One morning, after drinking, dining, and performing at the Drunken Dragon while on her journey, Breyola meets a curious tiefling, a fiery elf, and a humble dwarf. After overhearing about goblin attacks and the need to form a party, the elf drags Breyola, the dwarf, and the tiefling into forming one. Follow this energetic group as they set out in this D&D Story.
"You talk too much elf-boy," Arya muttered, her voice hoarse from all the screaming she had done due to the pain of her injuries. Legolas scrunched up his nose in disdain of the nickname, but a smile soon found his way onto his face.
"I am not a boy."
Her eyes opened then, and her familiar hazel eyes met his striking blue ones. A small smile made itself present on her face as she looked at him, a twinkle of mischief evident in her eyes.
"No. You are not."
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Arya woke up some years ago with a grey-haired wizard leaning over her. She had no memories, no indications that told her who or what she was. With the outer appearances of an elf, but eyes that flash orange and strange symbols that appear on her skin - no one seems able to tell her anything about her past.
She joined the quest of Thorin's dwarven company to have something to do, and she quickly became a part of their group. After a long and arduous journey but still a far away from the mountain they stumble into trouble. And whom is there to save her, but a certain Mirkwood prince with long blond hair and a pair of startling blue eyes.
With one of them bursting with light, and the other filled with darkness their story will be anything but easy. Feelings, however, are hard to suppress, and with a war brewing on the horizon they might not have a lot of time.
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You would like to figure out what Arya is.
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