Ampel

### Backstory

Ampel doenst know who his mother or father is. He has vague recollections of a motherly figure from when he was very young. He remembers she went out one day, and never returned. He lived in the empty home for awhile, until the food ran out. He eventually ended up in a city and lived as an urchin for many years. In his late teens he found the Platinum Dragon and learned more about his heritage. He has embraced that heritage and wants to get as close as possible to actual blue dragons. To help him grow, not just in power, but in his wisdom and understanding of the world, his mentor asked that he keep records of the things he does, how he interacts with people, and then reflect on those things. He embraces the storm and will be found outside in all kinds of weather. He joined the guild in an effort to grow, and to learn. He isnt really interested in the end goals of the guild, but he does enjoy the company, the adventure, and the ability to learn.

Personal log -

Mission one highly successful, if a bit odd. We were asked to rescue Bill something or other at some inn in Waterdeep. When the party got to the inn they all tried to be secret about who we were there for. I cant figure out why. Some creatures are so strange. I just asked for Bill the deep gnome, some bald tattooed dumb dumbs gave themselves away, by walking up the stairs to the rooms! Who does that? Why give yourself away?! Good news though, is they were stupid. The warforged guy, I dont remember his name right now, broke down the door. I cast shatter in the room, it was hilarious! Blew the room apart basically. Killed on of the tattooed people. 2 of the people we were with heard the one killed mutter something about stars, and earth, and something something. I dunno. One went out the window, so we went out the window. The other cleric, Opal, may the gods bless her, went down the stairs and gave the inn keeper money. Who does that???? Anyway, they make really good glass in Waterdeep, me and warforged (wtf was his name?! Im so bad with names. Terrible really. One day I have to work on that) ran into a plate glass and bounced off it. Wild! Who makes glass like that? We caught up to bad guy, big fight happens. Sand mephit blinded the warforged, and our darling little Opal had lesser restoration ready! The innocence of youth is amazing. I swear I could put that little dwarf in my pocket. Should also note the sorceress that was with us is probably an alcoholic. Little nerve racking when your dealing with raw magic... I think the warforged forgot he was a paladin for a minute as well. There was a half-orc valor bard with us, Grog-Grunk-Grozel? G-something or other- big guy, swings hard, has a neat drum. The poor ranger guy, I really felt bad for him. Bad shooting day for him. Wind and arrows dont get along. I thought about blessing the poor guy, but then I would have had to drop my spiritual weapon. Maybe I should work on that? I am a cleric after all. Im supposed to be more helpful..of course I should probably get a healing spell or 2 in my spells huh? That would probably be good. Well, all in all an interesting and good day. Bill was saved by Big G the half-orc whose side gig is as a drummer. Im pretty sure anyway. Perfect plan executed perfectly.