Randy's first big day was following people through the crypts picking up things they had missed on their travels. gold, trinkets, finger bones, arrows what was one person's junk was another Hin's treasure. Then he met the Elf, the Farmer, the Dwarves, the Woman, and the Soldier at the crypt Randy wasn't up to no good but he did like following people and anything they left behind was just another treasure for him to survive on in this crazy wacky land. Eventually the was spotted and he made himself known of course a halfling sneaker was always met with the genuine praise of apprehension and distrust but Randy wasn't the sort to judge people just because misgivings. He did come in handy nailing and healing the group when needed he even help unlock doors and traps for them when they asked.
However Randy wasn't prepared for the tunnels far below especially when they turned around and there was a whole drove of men rat things! Fear chocked Randy's heart as he screamed running down the hall the tall folk running him over pushing him out of the way. that Verdana lass dun got him snugged in the wall and that's when he felt sharp pain and the swift blackness of night close in his eyes her rear end the last sight Randy ever see. Things were cold and bleak there wasn't any last breathe just fleetingness of nothing before his eyes just slowly open due to the noise and prayers of the blood priests working on him. Eventually he awoke before the priestess swathed in bandages and apparently much alive. Randy didn't know what happen but some one saved him that was for sure and Randy wasn't a one for debts.
Wasn't to short after his waking he headed to the gypsy camp and found the Elf who was some what dismayed in him being alive but seem happy when he offered the mage scrolls. By the time Randy was done the elf had vanish most elf mages did that but Randy then found his new Master! Gorm the Dwarf who spared his life and saved him the one being out of all of them to let the hin survive. Randy knew from that day forward till he could get back to Arylon he would pledge himself to Master Gorm and his family till the debt of life was paid through. So in Master Gorm's next journey to the crypts he followed him like a fly on a fresh summer pie picking loot and delectable trinkets just for the Master. Nothing was too good for the man who saved and spare his life from the rats. Even on command Randy opened locked doors, traps, and coffins just so the Master's pocket was lined with coin.
Further that day he even went to learn a Dwarf's work mining the mines with Master Gorm in hopes to learn the Dwarven trade of mining. No task was too small or to hard for Randy he loot, work, and even steal if it meant doing good to Master Gorm the dwarf master who saved his life. No one had ever done anything like that for Randy not even in the orphanage he grew up in at Beregost. Though he did seem to like this little doll the Master and him found it had strange powers Randy didn't know what it did but it did seem to heckle the heck out of the town folk. Wachter guards were a bit of a pain but it was clear they didn't like foreigners that weren't human. The sods talk to his Master poorly again they find themselves sipping poo tea through broken teeth they would that's how Randy felt as he continued working the mine for ores.