Foolhardy
Happy go lucky
Cheerful
Determined to smite evil
Wanderer
Mediocre Flutist

Kalimac was born into family of halfling gardeners. As a youth he relished being out of doors. He loved to work with the earth often offering to trim the lawns of old neighboors at no cost. He would take any flowers his neighboors didn't want to the crossroads and peddle them in the Silver Horseshoe Tavern. Everyone seemed to like Kalimac, and he liked everyone too. He especially liked Susie, a waitress in the tavern. It turned out that most of the flowers he sold were given to Susie. And he, if he had any flowers left would simply give them to her anyway. So every day Susie went the tavern with flowers in her hair.

Dispite Kalimac's cheerful disopsition he suffered from strange recurring dreams. One such dream he would find himself in state of panic. He hurried down along a path as fast as his legs would carry him but he always came back to the same spot no matter how far he ran. Standing in front of a vast perfectly still lake.

Another dream he often had would find Kalimac weilding a brightly glowing blade fighting desparately against unknown foes in an utterly dark cave. Susie's cries for help echoing in the distance.

One evening while he was at the Silver Horseshoe he met a strange fellow who looked like an elf but wasn't one. Kalimac suspected that he was a wizard of some kind due to the gnarled wooden staff he kept close at hand. This man offered to trade a fine short sword for all of his flowers. He said the flowers were very valuable to him, some of them. It seemed like an excellent deal to Kalimac and he gladly traded all his flowers.

Sometime after this a wandering priest came to Kalimac's village. This old halfling was a cleric of Avandra. When he looked upon Kalimac his eyes widened. The priest told him that Avandra had graced him. It didn't make much sense to him. He'd never felt graced before, least not by Avandra, but he accepted the symbol the priest gave to him. He began to speak to the symbol, which he kept hanging on the wall in his room. Over time he decided that he wanted to wear the symbol, it gave him hope, and filled him with a curiousity for the world outside of his homeland.

As he matured as a halfling this longing to explore finally led him to bid Susie and his family and friends farewell. Kalimac wanted to see the flowers that grew over the next hill, and then the one after that, and before he knew it he was lost. He walked on and on gathering all the flowers he could find. It was lucky that he found a road the day he ran out of bread. His pack filled to the brim with flowers he trodded down the road. Finally a caravan appeared on the road ahead. The travellers saw the symbol he wore and asked if he were a priest or a paladin. Kalimac said he didn't know. The travellers seemed puzzled at that response but he managed to befriend them. The merchants told him that the path ahead had been known to be somewhat dangerous during the finer seasons and asked if he would like to travel with them.

Three days later the wagons were ambushed by bandits. Much to his surprise that short sword he'd swung around in his yard leap out of it's scabbard. Fearlessly the halfling charged into the fray defending the merchants and travellers alongside the hired gaurds. When it was all over and everything was silent Kalimac felt the symbol on her chest warm through his tunic. A voice spoke to him.

"You will defend the just and vanquish evil where you find it. Stay on the path. It will lead you."