Oogway
I was born in the lively city of Helgafell growing up with a typical family household among my brothers and sisters. Life was good. I grew up a very happy young tortle but one day something happened, and I woke up everything was gone. This led me to drinking at a very young age and got involved with a lot of sketchy and troubling crew.
A few years has past and most of that were spent in a cold floor of a desolate prison near the border of Helgafell and Wintermore. All of the years I have spent in this prison though has not gone to waste. After my first year in this prison, I met someone. A newcomer started occupying the cell next to mine. Prisoners typically freak out in the first couple of weeks or months when they get to this cell. But this newcomer was different, not once did he show any fear and was always calm ever since he got to the prison. One day, I introduced myself to him and he told me about his background. He had grown up being a hermit at the northern mountains of Wintermore. After that day, he has been teaching me how to meditate and pray for a couple of years until he died.
Another year has gone by and I find myself completely changed and engulfed in the life of praying and meditation. Here I was finally out of prison and not knowing what to do next. I did not have any family anymore and nothing to go back to Helgafell for. That's when I decided to pursue a hermit life and travel up north to Wintermore. After months of traveling I arrived at this small isolated community at the peak of a tall mountain.
It's been 30 years since I got here. I have learned a lot of skills and even inherited a legendary mace. A lot has changed about me, well except for the drinking part. Who knew monks make the best ale due to the water that flows in a nearby waterfall. One night, while I was drinking after a whole day of meditation, a group of travelers came by. They talked about this adventure that they are taking part in Cloverdale. While drinking with this group, they talked about their excitement to take up this adventure all night. This brought back some memories that I had when I was young and living in Helgafell. That night had awoken something deep inside me like a calling that something I had to do.
So here we are on our way to Cloverdale with this group of adventurers looking forward to what's there to come.