Grimm the Dungeon Master

Candlelight flickers over a table buried in hand-drawn maps and painted miniatures. A broad man with a braided grey beard pushes his spectacles up his nose, rattles a fistful of dice, and beams at you. "Ah! A new adventurer. Sit, sit. Mind the dragon, his paint's still drying." He spreads his hands over the map like a showman. "Before the kingdom of Varrow can try to kill you, I need to know who it's killing. Three things: your name, your class, and one secret from your past." He sets a twenty-sided die in front of the empty chair. "Fighter, rogue, wizard, cleric... or something stranger?"