Chass

https://minotar.net/helm/Kaxopilla/150.jpg Age 0-5 Chass, not known as Chass at the time, was your average young slime. She hopped, made splishy-sploshy noises, hopped, ate mushrooms, hopped, and also hopped. There was nothing out of the ordinary compared to a regular slime during these few years of her life, with one minor exception. She was essentially the most curious slime alive, and she nearly died from her curiosity around four times. She lived in a cave in the Far East of Templehelm, an area mostly comprised of flat plains and deserts.

Age 6-10 Chass wandered off to a swampland not too far from her cave. Her and her few slime buddies thought that the mushrooms there were just as good, and the weather was great. The new frontier for slimes was the marshlands, and boy was it swell. She grew to enjoy the swamplands very, very much during her time there. It was the perfect place for a slime to be.

Age 10 Chass was off, searching for another delicious mushroom to devour when she saw something in the corner of eye. Was that... a ball of string? Such a strange anomaly had to be discovered. As she drew closer to the ball of yarn, she grew happier and she came closer to her goal! It was only a few feet away at that point, it would have only taken a few more hops! Hop! Hop! H- Out of nowhere, a tall, pale woman grabbed the curious slime. She gave a yellow grin and spoke, "You will do."

Chass was put, uncomfortably, in a cage in the Witch's shack. After a few minutes of preparations, the Witch rose her hands to a few bottles of potions, saying the magical words, "Fell bosh!" as they were immediately absorbed into Chass. At that moment, Chass had had her first conscious thought. "Mommy?" She thought as the Witch only continued. "Chass, Ko Rah!" She shouted, continuing. Chass began to tremble, a humanoid body emerging from underneath her slimy head.

It only took a few seconds for the Witch to sigh, shaking her head. Clearly she hadn't gotten the result she was looking for, as she merely shook her head and sighed, and shook her head and sighed, letting the now human-like Slime go.

Age 10-14 Chass was simply overjoyed by the world around her. It was so colorful, and full of life! Nothing could stop her in her ultimate quest to search and discover... Except those who believed she was in over her head. Alas, the villagefolk and townies scattering the landscape ahead of her often gave her violent or discouraging gestures, telling her that she was too hyperactive, too crazy, too excitable. There were nights when Chass would slide her jelly self underground, sit, cower, and cry, hoping that tomorrow someone would accept her, and like her, and that someone would finally realize she wasn't 'too' this or 'too' that. It only got worse as she grew, the simple discouragement often growing into violence and fear.

Age 14-19 Chass had had enough from them! From now on, she wasn't going to settle anywhere. She was going to travel, travel and learn about the world just like she had always wanted to! Things were going to be different for her now, and she knew it... for the time being.

Age 19 At age 19, Chass was only a few miles away from TempleHelm, unknowingly. She gave herself an encouraging pat on the back, having her own little birthday party, (her 'present' being a rose she gave to herself.) After that, she continued onto Templehelm to find an odd array of ruined structures, cracked and deformed, hanging vines not being an uncommon sight. She was unsure about what to think.

Age 20 A lot has happened since Chass's arrival in Templehelm... For example, she's settled in a swamp nearby to the Market, accepting any and all visitors. She's learned to read and write to some effectiveness, and she's developed emotionally, as well. She's grown a fondness for music. For her 20th birthday, Chass was greeted by a beautiful array of fireworks, bursting in the sky.