This is a history of my Advanced Dungeons and Dragons character, Kelinda, and her adventures and misadventures as seen through her eyes. Glad to have you visiting.
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Ke'Linda
 What do I say about my past? There is no past, only the present matters.
Yes, I know I must have a past, but really, nothing in it matters. I was born, obviously. I certainly don't remember that. My first memory is of wandering the streets of Waterdeep, cold, hungry, and alone. I was passing by a little tavern, when a man--short, dark, and obviously not from anywhere nearby, by his accent--looked down at me and said, "Kay leenda," and took me by the hand and drew me inside, and bought me a decent meal.
I have always been alone, always had to do for myself, because certainly no one else would. I did what I had to to survive. Mostly that was thieving, but other things as well. The thieves' guild wanted nothing to do with one so pathetic as I, so I had no support even there. I was, as one of the local merchants said, "A rat of the street, instead of the sewers."
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