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Sarala

“... this boulder was rolling after me, and I had to run blindly forward, no way of knowing if I was going to get out of there without getting crushed!” The human Pathfinder Society explorer was telling stories of his adventures to the children of a Vanaran village. He tilted down his fedora and said with a rogueish, “It came to an opening, so I just leapt out blind! Unfortunately, there was a hostile goblin tribe right outside and they didn't seem happy to see me...”

“More! More!” chanted the few children who took this guy seriously.

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Sarala was the third born out of five children, whose birthdate was marked by an absolute lack of noteworthiness. Her parents loved and cared for her like any of their children, but as with any middle child, she had to work pretty hard to get any kind of special attention. She learned to be loud, dramatic and combatative as a result. This made her relationship with most of her siblings strained, with the exception of her oldest brother, who was a protector of their treetop village trained by their local monastery.

The young vanaran girl worked hard on her treetop acrobatics so that she'd be able to impress the monks when she eventually joined, though she was more inclined to use cheap tricks than some of the other students. Her brother vouched for her when she was still just ten so that she would be able to benefit from the training and discipline of the local monks, though she wasn't a full initiate until later in her life.

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Sarala put both of her hands on the sides of the explorer's face, echoing the other children, “More story! These adventures are great, I'm gonna do just that someday!”

The adventurer laughed, figuring that this face smooshing was just a cultural difference, and continued telling his story.

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The man from the Pathfinder society arrived in the village when Sarala was twelve, he was brought there due to an injury on his mission for the society and was being helped by some of the locals to recover. Sarala took an instant liking to the man, wanting to become an amazing adventurer someday just like that guy.

She didn't get involved in any of the common adolescent romantic entanglements, or even many platonic ones, mostly because she wasn't really considered to be a pleasant kind of person to spend time with. She spent her free time with her head in the clouds, considering what kind of great deeds she would be able to accomplish someday. It kept her motivated to become skilled at her craft, but kept other members of the village from making a large social impact on her.

When she was of age and a full member of the monastery, she let them know that she would be going on a journey to see the world and better herself, but also to seek that adventure that was sparked in her as a child by the strange visitor. She kept notes of his adventure in her journal, and used that to find her was to Absalom.

At first, there was a fair bit of culture shock. What's the point of having a civilization with so few trees around? But she eventually adjusted at least enough to get her application in with the society. Now, a full member, she embarked on her first mission for the society, to explore the ancient ruins just like the explorer who inspired her. Unfortunately for her, her caravan out suffered a bit of a delay...