Adrian_Games

     In the Kingdom of Haense, I was born into my families’ small farm. We were Raevir Highlanders, and our religion was, and still is for me, Canonist. Dominique and Agnes Gagne, my parents, were poor strelts  who had two other children named Xavier and Irene. Irene was strongly disliked by both my parents, my brother, and myself  because she never did any work, and received many beating because of it. But, eventually we all learned to like her, and she and I became very close with one another. We received no education, which I think is stupid anyways, but built up a heavy amount of strength while others were at school learning to read. Who needs that! Paul Pernet, my best and only friend as a child, lived on a farm nearby, and we would go swimming, and fishing in the river all the time as children. Sadly he was captured by pirates, and I vowed to save him one day, but I don’t know what’s become of him now, and I’ve accepted that he’s gone. When I was about ten, my father came up to me, and started talking to me about my brother, and what he’s doing with his life. He said that Xavier was lucky enough to become an apprentice for a baker, and asked me what I had planned if I was to leave the farm.  “I seek an adventure, and exploring the other lands ahead, such as Reza our capital,” I replied.  He was angry at me, and said I better change my mind and find something productive with my life or I’m going to die out there. Scoffing, I ran off, gathered my things and said my goodbyes to my brother and sister. They were sad, but they understood. Four years later,  Xavier reached out to me saying that mother and father were murdered by Orcs. He also said that him and Irene were doing fine on their own, and that he was now a baker, and Irene was helping him out in their bakery now, and is doing a good job. Happy for them, and knowing they were doing well, I went on to pursue my dream of exploring, and going on adventures.