Crowquill was born into an odd family on Atlas, she was named after the utensil in which her father wrote his poems and books with. He believed it would bring her good fortune and understand later in life, despite his Canonist views and religon, he had a tendency to believe in luck and other nonsense from prior to his conversion to Canonism. Her mother was a soldier and a canonist, whom was considerably tough and cement in her views and ideals, making her the strict one of the household, whilst the father was more lenient to extent, but strange in interaction, being rather awkward in most scenarios leading to humorous results. Crowquil had two other siblings, whom of which were older than her.
Once she reached age sixteen, she left to find a use for herself in the world and find something that she liked, for in all her sixteen years, that which she liked turned into that which she very much disliked.
She hoped to find a job, skill, or people she could enjoy, wishing to live life to it's fullest potential. She believes that if she can make use of this potential in her she came obtain anything she'd ever want... Food, power, money, world domination... All it required was the flexing and putting into use of her hidden potential (Not magic... Instead, what's she good at.).
Crowquill was never quite all that interested in Canonism, she had gone through all the motions but it meant little to her, as she was interested in other things.
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