Level 1 human (for my daughter)

I remember when you were born.
A level 1 human.
Unable to re-roll your stats now the scenario has begun.
Gaining experience at an accelerated rate because you joined an active party,
Diverse in nature but few in number. 
Multi classed and multi skilled.
Your mother was Bard and Cleric singing you songs and making you better when illness came. 
I was the Rogue and the Jester to make you smile when you were saddened and gather supplies for our quests in life.
Your years belie your experience level now; approaching adulthood at a voracious rate.
Ready soon to depart our party and start one of your own.
I hope that day isn't too near, for there are more tales to tell and songs to sing.
More campfires to sit around and regale each other with tales of past endeavours.
More wisdom to impart upon thee.
More love to give.
So much more we can give, will give and should have given already.
Choose your class well, my child, if you dual class your experience in each shall be reduced, but in these times, one class may not be enough. 
Seek your balance and construct your party around your goals. 
Do not be afraid to augment the party as time passes, but try not to burn too many bridges as allies are a most rare commodity these days.
Rely not solely on warriors to fight your battles as wisdom and stealth are valuable too.
Well met, fair maiden. Well met.