As long as I can remember I have been alone. I don’t remember my parents at
all, I just know I am half elven and that my name is Karlia Nimblefingers. I
grew up in a small town somewhere to the south of Kalaman. Since I had no
money I grew up stealing, I am not proud of it, but that is my trade.
Eventually a travelling caravan stopped by my village and I saw a way out; I
could go to some bigger city and meet people. I could make friends and not
be known as the dirty little rugrat thief. I hid aboard and the next thing I
knew I was in Kalaman.
Since my arrival in Kalaman, I've stopped being a loner. I met a kender,
Kessletop Featherfingers. She told me we are related! I never had family
before! Finding out I was part kender explained my need to wander. Some
might say it also explains my ability to find trouble. But I don't think I
find trouble. I think it finds me!
If we haven't met yet, come to the fountain. You're sure to see me there.
I'll be the one stuck in a web or a magical sleep. If you do stop by to see
me, bring acorns (preferably not the poisoned kind).
Well that is my story, I know it is not much, but it will have to do.