Under your characters backstory you can write a bio. What did you write there? This is what I wrote:
"As you can see, before you stands a drow(the white hair and the pitch black skin is kinda a dead giveaway) but when confronted about it, Vorgryn politely tells you to do that thing that must not be named.
Not getting the message you decide to ask a few more questions, and learn, that Vorgyrn used to be a slave in the underdark, and that he was kicked out because, although he was indeed, an HAMSTER, he was the wrong kind of HAMSTER. Instead of killing his fellow slaves, plotting the death of all kittens and eating babies for dinner - like any good drow would, he spent his spare time lifting every toilet seat up, watching a random person sleep whilst giggling, and whispering random words like "encyclopedia" or "Refrigerator" so that those who overheard would wonder what role these things would play in their demise. In other words - he was the ultimate evil.
While wondering the endless tunnels of underdark, he came across a glowing hole, and, like a fly to a bug zapper, he was drawn to it. He stepped onto the surface and decided to stay, and from then on his life changed forever.
One day a pesky adventurer decided it was a good idea to lunge an ax at the drow's chest, and so he did exactly that. Poor Vorgyrn collapsed, out of shock and blood loss and passed out. At this point he was sure he was done for, but, instead he woke up besides a campfire.
It was then that he realized he had the dreaded Drizzt syndrome. What ever you do to him - he would always come back to life. His condition has worsened now, because not only does everyone call him a hero, but he also has a pet panther. In a desperate attempt of staying unique, Vorgyrn spends his time piggyback riding it... that should make it go away, right? "Yes, I wrote the word "hamster" intentionally. You wouldn't want me to cuss, do you?
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Hopeful Arilian
A Short Story
by Ara
Arilian had always loved cosy Protector Enclave with its cuddly, cooperative city. It was a place where she felt delighted.
She was a hopeful, brandy drinker with pretty eyebrows and fragile look in her eyes. A real cleric , that one.
Her friends saw her as a dead, delightful do gooder.
Once, she had even helped a 16k + puppy cross the road. That's the sort of woman she was.
Arilian walked over to the window and reflected on her pretty surroundings.
The drizzle rained like bouncing hamsters.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone.
It was the figure of Guild leader .
Guild leader was a cute warlock with angry eyebrows and a charming smile.
Arilian gulped. She was not prepared for the Guild leader.
As Arilian stepped outside and Guild leader came closer, she could see the smile on his face.
Guild leader gazed with the affection of 8925 patient round rabbits.
He said, in hushed tones, "I love bunnies and I want a bunny."
Arilian looked back, even more delighted and still fingering the crumpled paper.
"Guild leader, no bunnies for you ," she replied.
They looked at each other with surprised faces, like two knowing, kind kittens thinking at a very helpful birthday party, which had drum and bass music playing in the background and two clumsy uncles shouting to the beat.
Arilian regarded Guild leader's angry eyebrows and charming smile.
"Bunnies are expensive !" revealed Arilian with a silly grin.
Guild leader looked fuzzy, his emotions changing like a tired, tense torch.
Then Guild leader came inside for a nice glass of brandy.
THE END