Talk:Campaign Introduction/@comment-4599783-20111124181641/@comment-4599783-20111130203103

He was on a trade route up the sword coast when his caravan was attacked by bandits, he took out most of them, and their ring leader wanted him alive. He worked essentially as a slave, working his way up a small chain of command in one of the thieves guild until we was in a position to have money and freedom. He was good at his work, a little too good for his own liking. They saw his potential and used him as much as they could, as a thug, bodyguard and sometimes assassin. He didn't waste his money on women, drugs or booze like the rest of the guttersnipes, he hoarded, like a dragon. In the two and a half months he's been home he's done odd-jobs here and there, primarily living off the little nest-egg he saved up (other than what he gave to his family) though, he is running low now, time to look for work. He sent several letters out to his family, unsure whether or not they got there, for he never received one back. His family did welcome him back with open arms, he now lives back in his family home and blacksmith shoppe. Thing with his elvish girlfriend have been slightly rocky since he's been back, she had several relationships while he was gone, and sees his leaving as 'his own damn fault,' and holds a little grudge against him. Bowser doesn't outright worship any deity, but he feels closest to Selune. He loves the moon, and loves being outside, when he was younger he would sneak into the woods, climb a tree and just stare. While he was away from his family he had that cliche "I wonder if my family is looking at the moon right now, just like I am." Bowser grew up fighting in the woods, always having fine weaponry of his father's craft to practice with. He became an errand boy for his father and had to protect the wares, and as his skills increased so did the importance of the errand. He eventually worked his way up to caravan guard, which is what lead him to Luskan, "What a shit-hole."