User:Cambo

Cambo Neebong
Waylander of the Stolen Blade

''It's dark, very dark, and damp. The young halfling woks slowly from a concussed slumber. His last memory was of his Pa throwing him from the back of the wagon into a storm culvert as the riders approached. They were further from home than anyone he knew had ever been as they had been traveling for weeks to escape the pursuit. In his mind he recalled the screams and then there was blackness. How may hours had passed?''

''Still a young child in the world of halfling's Cambo was only 12, but he had heard enough stories to know that if the black riders came to your village you had to run, and few would live to make it home. He knew his Pa, crippled and relying on a walking stick to get around, would not be one of them. Tears welled in his eyes transforming the dust on his face into a concrete mask that matched his resolve to find his Pa. But where would he start? he was hungry and he had to survive. ''

''Life was harsh for a young halfling used to the comforts of a warm burrow, but these were different times and the outside world had come crashing in on him. Cambo survived living off the land eating wild berries and roots, and as he grew on the game he brought down with a rough slingshot made in the months, or was it years? that had passed. Time had shown he had a natural affinity for thrown weapons, and he had become stealthy, able to sneak up on even the most skittish of ground foul in the long grass. ''

''In his fight for survival, he had grown in rage after he found his fathers trampled corpse all those years ago, and then despair that he was lost and did not know what to do. However he survived, though many halfling's would have preferred death, Cambo was no longer a normal halfling. His experiences had strengthen something inside of him and time for surviving was over, he wanted to make the men that destroyed his village, and killed his family, and especially his Pa Pay for what the had done. ''

''Cambo became a Waylander using his natural gifts of stealth and guile to search and learn about the black riders. Nothing would stand in his way, and he needed means to gather information and make his plans. Cambo accepted that he would need to do thing's he had never dreamed of in his previous life. If it advanced his cause he took what he needed, including lives.'' Cambo, Waylander of the Stolen Blade was born.

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I've been playing DDO from 2006 albeit with a large break of 7 years from 2009 to 2016. I am a casual player who played with mates, but I keep strange hours and often solo or PUG. My main character Cambo has always been a halfling rogue, based on an AD&D character I played from the 1980's.

I am currently participating in the [https://www.ddo.com/forums/showthread.php/491230-R-O-G-U-E-Part-Quatre-Call-for-Stealthy-Players! R.O.G.U.E Part Quatre: Call for Stealthy Players!] which has reinvigorated my enthusiasm and enhanced my stealth skills manyfold.