Petey "Ratman" Greene

Flims Fintass (a.k.a. Petey Greene)

Early Life

Not much is known or remembered by Petey about his youth, he does however carry this contract with him wherever he goes:

Petey is unable to forget the deep mines. His companions were all men and women of different races. it did not matter what they did, they got punished for nothing in the end.
One night, Petey and his digging regiment had successfully dredged another deep mineshaft from all the mucky and cold mud. They were sadly unable to realize that the walls were not stable, and in a flash, all of Petey's friends were buried underneath the cold, stony mud. Those who were fortunate were crushed and instantly died, those who were unfortunate, suffocated a slow and agonizing death.
There is one thing about Petey that sticks out: He has always been a little bit smaller than most Ratfolk. He had successfully dug himself out with ease, and continued digging further away from the slavers and the dead. He knew that there was no way for him to save them. He dug so far, he heard the sound of babbling water and dug toward it. Before he knew it; a giant chamber presented itself, shimmering in crystalline structures, and thin brooks of water lazily running down the walls and his feet.

Storytime

Petey sat there. Alone. Listening to the brook and admiring the gigantic crystals around him for what felt like an eternity. Trying to recollect what had just happened. He then heard a quiet, almost inaudible whisper - his ears twitched and moved around, his eyes darted back and forth but he could not locate where it was coming from.
The whisper got louder, the voice sounded eerily familiar, yet still, Petey could not hear what was said nor where this whisper was coming from. He turned around and saw nothing but crystals reflecting his eyes in the dark.
"I see you, even down here, Flims." - The voice said. "Who or what are you?" - Petey yelled out. "This cavern, the star-like crystals that shimmer in the darkness, long forgotten by the surfacers, was once a place of worship of cosmic beauty." - The voice calmly replies. Before Petey could ask anything, the voice continued: "I see something in you, Flims. I see potential. I see something beautiful." "What the... Did you see what just happened? My friends. I'm alone. I cannot return. I am a slave." - Petey cried out. "Calm yourself. I do not wish any harm upon you. It is very unfortunate, what happened. While I cannot bring them back, know this; they are in a much better place than what they were in." An ominous quiet fell on the chamber for a moment. "I want you to travel. See the stars once more, and let them guide you. Look upon the crystals around you, let me show you."
Petey looked around as the reflections in the crystals shifted to a starry night sky, with one specific star glowing brighter than anything he had seen before.
"Can you see it? That bright one? This is my home."
Mesmerized, Petey is staring at the display of light in front of him.
"I have seen your toils and the horrors around you. I have heard your prayers. I have a proposition for you, Flims."
Petey nods.
"I will free you of your burdens as a slave, you will have the contract and the names of the people that harmed and sold you. In return, you will worship me and spread my name upon your travels, for you will travel far and wide." "What is your name?" - Petey quietly whispered. "Desna." - Before he could react, Petey was blinded by a flash of bright light.
Silence. Darkness. And a chilly breeze. - Petey opens his eyes and sees the actual night sky, he had somehow been moved to the surface. Feeling something in his paw, he looks upon it and it's the contract. Looking upon the sky again, Petey saw the shimmering stars and followed the sun westward, he travelled far, lodge in taverns on his way and slowly develop his singing as well as playing the lute. Slowly spreading Desna's beauty.
Before long he had a new title - The Ratman Bard. Which he found quite humorous and decided to use it as his moniker.
A couple of days ago, he had come to a village called Otari where no one recognized him as the "Ratman".

Alignment

Neutral

Current Status

Dungeon Dwelling in Guantlight Keep

Current Location

Otari

Species

Ratfolk

Ethnicity

Tian Xia

Date of Birth

13'th of Neth

Year of Birth

4710 AR 31 Years old

Birthplace

Somewhere in Minkai

Pronouns

He/Him

Gender

Male

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

grey with black spots that look like they're shifting in complaince to his mage armor

Height

3'5 ft

Belief/Deity

Desna