Here is Arble Selane - the halfling deep shaman.
Maybe it's luck or maybe it's skill. Either way, Arble is always in the right place at the right time.
Arble grew up in the great town of Almas to two lovely halfling parents - Gordith and Meribelle. Both were form slaves from Cheliax. How they escaped, they wont tell Arble. She's always wondered what their live was like before. But both seem content now.
Compared to her parents, she grew up with almost unlimited freedoms. Arble would wander the markets of Almas, sampling wares and running amok. She made plenty of friends along the way. Though she had an air of a free spirit, Arble worked hard. If a child was lost, Arble would be in the lead searching for it. If a market vendor had a squabble with another, she would attempt to mediate. If a chair or wagon broke, she helped fix it. She dabbled in many things, always very helpful, never really focusing on one thing.
But eventually, one did draw her eye. The ocean. As she aged, the ocean would almost call her name. "Arble...." she would imagine. Countless sunsets on the beach would be spent watching the sun dip below the horizon. Day in and day out, she would walk along the beaches, collecting shells, investigating the tide pools, cleaning up litter.
Then one day, she came across a small octopus stranded on the beach. Blue rings around it's multiple arms. It stared up at Arble. Immediately, Arble felt drawn to it. She picked it up - and the octopus crawled along her arm. "Arble...". This time she wasn't imagining it. She looked up at the waves in the ocean. They were calling her name. She knew she had to go out there and explore - with her new octopus friend at her side.