Sorcerer: Wild Magic Background: Noble Voice: my voice but Feminine Powers come from consuming an interdimensional magical artifact resulting in my wild sometimes uncontrollable magic surge Strong connection to a dimension of fire, and a dimension of shadows and secrets Closes eyes when casting a spell Including wild magic surge so almost a possession with wild magic and eyes roll back for a surge Likes to present poised and regal but secretly acts panicked and neurotic under stress, particularly after a battle the nobleness is nowhere to be seen - but once calms down snaps right back to poised and noble Backstory: Father is a lord of a city in a distant land (another continent) and my mother was a commoner. It was a drama back when my father chose a commoner to marry, but once I was born the people of the city mostly moved on. We lived in the castle of the city, not a massive or particularly important part of the country, but sizable enough to have a lord appointed. We had everything we needed as a family but I still felt bored, and an itch to explore from when I was a young kid. One day not too long ago (maybe like 3 years) after seeing an adventuring group leaving a cave, went in to look for any dropped or forgotten spoils. At the end of the cave came across an amorphous floating object seemingly made of light. It launched itself towards me and entered through my mouth to the inside of my body. Nothing happened after consumption. Until later that night back at the castle, when (I'm told) an explosion of fire centered on my chambers took out half the castle and many of my family and staff as well as some passing commoners with it. The city was decimated, the lord, my father was taken out with the blast as well as my baby twin siblings. My mother sustained minor injuries as well as my older brother. I awoke 1 week after the explosion in the castle private, underground ward, mostly unscathed but mentally extremely confused. I had no contact with my mother or brother before I was taken away by the lords guard and told not to return I had been given the blame for the explosion and the people of the city wanted me exiled, my grieving mother did not object, she had to try and keep order in the now decimated city, and as common-born person this was almost an impossible task for my mother.. Next thing I knew I was on a boat to faerun, I slept most of the long trip here, further recovering. After a bit of wandering and thinking of what I wanted to do next I knew 2 things, I wanted to help others avoid death if I could, the pain and guilt of inadvertently killing so many including my family needs to be repaired somehow, and I want to find a way to “cure” myself of the power the interdimensional artifact has given me. (wild magic surge is what caused the explosion) (Player note: I don't intend to find a cure for the powers but gives motivation to explore and adventure.)
I have been traversing faerun for about 3 years now, and have come to gain some control over my powers. I can tap into them to cast spells and have learned a lot about the way to utilize my powers for good. I've joined a couple adventuring groups, and been in a fair amount of dungeons. While in-between groups I was out on a solo mission trying to rob a lord who was over -taxing his people to the point of starvation. (Shameless robin hood-ism). A wild magic surge turned my flame powers temporarily to bubbles and the guards took advantage of that. That greedy lord sold me into slavery. Cut to the game starting as a prisoner being sold into slavery.
I know my powers stem from interdimensional power. I've come to that conclusion, as well as a strong connection to some dimension of fire, as well as a dimension of shadow. Due to my fire centered, and sneak/cunning powers.
Still hold the noble head up high, but I travel the continent looking to save people from harm, take down noblemen who harm their subjects, and study interdimensional texts to find a cure for my wild magic.