[Firkash]

Well..
I didn't like the teachings of my people.
So violent and untruthful.
I wasn't much liked anyways because of my black hair,
As all drow have white.
So I left.
I went above ground and started living with the humans.
The first village I went to was nice and they helped me out.
But one day a robber came and stole something,
I helped them out with my magic and ended up scaring the people who helped me.

And now I wonder around aimlessly trying to find a place to stay.

(In all honestly there is more to my story but its not developed enough.)