This is my D&D character named Red. He's a Dragonborn.
Here's his character backstory:
I do not remember my past.
Some fishermen found me unconscious on a beach one day and took care of me till I awoke. I don't remember my name, but the Humans who found me gave me the name "Red" because of how my scales shine in the sun. It's an as good a name as any, so Red I will be, at least till I discover who I truly am.
My body has a number of scars that I can't remember how I got, but somehow I know that I was a fighter. The hilt of a sword feels familiar in my hand and I was found with a military insignia on my person. Nobody I've spoken to recognizes the insignia, but considering how decorated it looks I think I might have been someone of some military significance. For a while I thought that the people I belong to might come and look for me and make everything clear, but I've waited for a long time and nobody came.
I have decided I should travel and seek answers in the world around me. But even if I don't find answers, at least I can make a life for myself out there. I don't think I ever was a person to stay in a quiet village and live the humble life.