I am Nyota Majarra, daughter of Kehlann, granddaughter of Kethul. Ours is a minor but well to do family of Waterdeep. Music and song are a tradition in my family and my grandfather is president of the Bard's college. My father was something of a black sheep in our obedient and dutiful family. I spent most of my childhood with my young cousins. Although a girl I was considered a suitable challenge for the boys and took lessons with them. I was trained in music and song, studied history and legend and learnt to fight with sword and knife. I was so happy and carefree but it could not last forever. My cousins left to travel and complete their training. My surviving male family decided my best use would be as an alliance in marriage to an influential family. The best they could do was an uncultured, uncivilised idiot old enough to be my father.
I escaped the city with a travelling band of actors. We headed South, but my family soon set off in pursuit. My only chance to avoid capture and a life of dull domesticity was to travel alone. I headed East away from civilisation and into adventure.
I think I am safe now. I am sad to have left my family. But I am ready to travel, find adventures and learn new legend and song. I'll feel safer with other adventurers and I would appreciate some company. The village of Shadowdale will be the start.