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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Digger" data-source="post: 4401802" data-attributes="member: 73964">I have the PHB and have spent some time examining it but I am far from certain about how it should work. But I am willing to learn! I found the pdf for the adventure but I have ignored it and just looked for background. Like Shaggy I reckon the Red Hand background is very flavourful so I looked that up instead and used it for my backstory as follows. Peregrine Thistledown Class: ((( PaladinAlignment: Unaligned Race: HalflingDeity: Kord Size: Small Age: 21 Gender: MaleHeight: 4' 3" Weight: 95 lbsEyes: Brown Hair: Dark brown, cropped short Peregrine was a small child when the Hobgoblin army of the Red Hand attacked Elsir Vale. His parents, who earned their living as traders along the shores of Lake Restin and in the Black Fens, fled before the ravening hordes who suddenly burst out of the Witchwood heading towards Drellin’s Ferry. The column of refugees, of which they were a part, were attacked by fire-breathing hounds and by heavily armed hobgoblin warriors as they made for the old bridge over the river. All seemed lost, and many did indeed fall in the onslaught, but salvation was at hand. A band of heroes erupted from the forest and held off the enemy long enough for the bridge to be destroyed. The remnants of the column carried on south and young Peregrine gazed admiringly on those he saw as almost God-like, the heroes who had saved him and his family. One in particular caught his fancy, a young human warrior who bore the symbol of an upright sword upon his shield. He had something about him; a kind of glow which seemed more than mortal, but he still spoke to the child and played with him almost as an equal. But then disaster struck! Oh Woe! A green dragon attacked and wreaked mayhem on the refugees. Dozens more fell and the end seemed in sight but the valiant heroes stood firm and took the fight to this implacable enemy, aided by the braver of the refugees. After a ferocious fight the enemy was defeated but at what a cost! Peregrine’s father fell, sword in hand, his mother was blinded by the breath of the dragon and even the gallant blonde hero, the subject of Peregrine’s adoration breathed his last. Although still just a small child Peregrine vowed, there and then, that when he grew up he would stand in the place of these fallen heroes and win his own glory, dedicating his life to remembering their deeds and their deaths. He discovered later that the young hero had been a paladin of Kord and so decided that the least he could do was to become the same. And now, years later, he was setting out on his own path of glory.</blockquote>

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