Quarterstaff (Monk)(Neutral Good)

What to expect: Proving you belong, kung-fu hijinks, searching for a mystical plant, and trying to resist a youthful desire to fuck everything that moves

With all the weapons along the walls, you spot one that looks quite familiar, and thus pleasing to your eyes. A long, thick stick of strong, heavy wood that was cut straight and sanded smooth into a proper Quarterstaff. You wrap your hands around it, memories immediately fill into your mind as you begin to practice your familiar strikes and forms. You had spent years training with a staff nearly identical to this, along with other weapons, as an ascetic monk. As a child, you were a miscreant street rat, stealing whatever you could just to survive. Being bold and foolish, you sought to steal from the temple within the city late at night. You were caught by the temple's master, a venerable old human by the name of Yang-Ti. Rather than turning you into the authorities, he took you in, gave you a hot meal, fresh clothes, and a soft bed. What was once just keeping you as a student quickly seemed to resemble that of a parental relationship, one he did not openly share with others. While you have always been appreciative of his loving care, you always recognize that his extra care came with extra expectations. Those expectations were to come to ahead today, you recall as you finish the last steps in your form. As you do, you sit on the cold floor, meditating on a way you may be able to escape from here.

Today was supposed to test you fully. Your last trials as a student, and into the realm of being a fully recognized monk of the Phoenix Lotus. After that, yet more challenges, should you succeed. A tournament among the monastic orders of Khura, with you being the representative. This would be the first time you've left the grounds of the temple since you were taken in, and the first time you'll have met and interacted with outsiders.

You're ready.

Opening your eyes, the cage you were in has disappeared, and you find yourself back home. Quickly leaving your tiny room, you walk to the temple grounds, and see everything as it should be.

Well, at least everything as you would expect it. One of the other students, who has been a jealous rival of you from the beginning. He stands in the middle, waiting for you. Undoubtably, he waits to challenge you in combat.