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== Backstory ==

I am Kais of the Foxglove clan, son of [[Dian Cecht]]. You might have
heard of him - I understand that, in his time, you could clear a room
of brigands by mentioning his name. My story begins when I was 12.
I was practicing my tracking by following a water deer*, and ended up
far too far from home. I did not fully understand it at the time, but
my village was in a dangerous wood, and the village elders would cast
a circle around it at night, to warn of ordinary dangers such as
brigands, and keep out the more, shall we say, unusual things that
lived there. I raced through the twilight to reach the circle before
true dark, but as I approached, the light grew brighter, not dimmer,
and my nose filled with smoke. My village was ablaze, and under attack. I
did what my father had taught me to do - I pressed myself into the ground,
and became the forest floor. The brigands ran past, almost stepping on me,
but didn't see me. Then I heard my older brother's voice, and without
thinking I jumped up from my hiding place and ran toward him. He was
there, just inside the circle, with fire all around, facing a brigand
the size of a bear, of a race that I have never seen before or since.
The brigand roared and swung his axe at me. That's the last thing I
remember of that night.

When I came to, my village was gone. And I don't mean that it had
burned - I mean there was no trace that it had ever been. I woke up
behind a smoldering log, in a ring of burned trees, a black circle
around a fairy ring of lush green growth untouched by the fire. But
the trees within the circle were not part of my forest - in fact, they
seemed to be different kinds than I had ever seen. I walked in a daze
through the strange wood, with my head pounding in pain and confusion.
Eventually I found an axe head near where I had lain, and a scabbard
ornamented with foxes and foxgloves, but no other sign of what had
transpired the night before, or indeed for my whole life.

At the time, I was angry. I thought my family had abandoned me to the
brigands. Years later, I reasoned out what must have happened: When
the brigand swung at me, the axe head flew off [#rolleda1], so I was
hit with only the handle. This was still enough of a blow to throw my
small body into the forest and knock me unconscious. My cloak was
soaked from tracking the water deer, and that with my dry leathers
underneath protected me from the fire. My brother, though, only saw
the brigand swing and my body fly into the fire. By all rights I
should have been dead, and my family undoubtedly thought I was.
I spent a few weeks living off the land, wondering if my family would
come back for me. I already knew which plants and mushrooms you could
eat, and how to build a fire - but I was still a child. My bow was
little more than a toy, and through my impatience i quickly spent all
the arrows I had. Thus it came to pass that the smell of cooking lured
me into [[Hellim]]'s camp to steal my dinner. He later said that he
decided not to kill me because he was getting too old for adventuring
and needed a steady income, and he figured I had an aptitude for
thieving when he realized I'd been caught coming back for seconds. I
think in truth he couldn't bear to kill anyone for stealing food.
Anyway, I became his ward and apprentice, begging for coins by day and
stealing trinkets by night, which Hellim would sell. Obviously, a big
city was a far better place for this sort of living than the villages
of my forest, and thus I came of age in <city>, a wood elf with no
forest, and the only member of the Foxglove clan still known to walk
the earth.

Hellim was only half elf, thus while I slowly grew to adulthood, he more quickly
faded into old age. Two months ago he passed from this world. For the last
few years I have cared for him; I'm not sure what I will do next. Perhaps I will
look for my family, though no one I've talked to seems to have heard anything of
my village, my clan, or even my father.

Kais is slender, with copper skin (darkened by the sun to the color of
autumn leaves) and straight, nearly-black hair.

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	of brigands by mentioning his name. My story begins when I was 12.		of brigands by mentioning his name. My story begins when I was 12.
	I was practicing my tracking by following a water deer*, and ended up		I was practicing my tracking by following a water deer[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Water_deer\|*], and ended up
	far too far from home. I did not fully understand it at the time, but		far too far from home. I did not fully understand it at the time, but
	my village was in a dangerous wood, and the village elders would cast		my village was in a dangerous wood, and the village elders would cast
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	stealing trinkets by night, which Hellim would sell. Obviously, a big		stealing trinkets by night, which Hellim would sell. Obviously, a big
	city was a far better place for this sort of living than the villages		city was a far better place for this sort of living than the villages
	of my forest, and thus I came of age in ~~<city>~~, a wood elf with no		of my forest, and thus I came of age in Waterdeep, a wood elf with no
	forest, and the only member of the Foxglove clan still known to walk		forest, and the only member of the Foxglove clan still known to walk
	the earth.		the earth.
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	Kais is slender, with copper skin (darkened by the sun to the color of		Kais is slender, with copper skin (darkened by the sun to the color of
	autumn leaves) and straight, nearly-black hair.		autumn leaves) and straight, nearly-black hair.

			Kais' village is called Brakenname, and he later learned that the terrifying creatures that attacked his village are gnolls.