Having grown up in Kal’Varoth as a part of the GrandAxe clan (permission has been granted), she had a normal upbringing as one can have, at least from the outside. If they were to see the inside of her family though, they would not think so anymore. Her father, a miner, who while not working and busy with his alcohol fueled stupor, behaved as a terror to the rest of the family. Through constant abuse, Buzalin grew up year after year – constantly hiding what her family life what her family life is really like. Even though many would say that she would have left earlier, when she was still a youngster, she though otherwise due to the virtue of honor being instilled into her from her strong religious belief. Placing dishonor onto her family by leaving early, was out of the question.
Therefore she glady left her family as she came of age and were able to enter the real world. Having left her troubling family behind, more of her true personality is beginning to show through though still the ghost of her past, her father, still haunts her mind and sours her mood whenever she gets to happy. Most likely the memories will never go away.
She raises one eyebrow, looking at the man with a curious but friendly expression. “I’m fine with what I got, but thanks for asking. A normal life will do for me” she says, looking over at the different stalls with her interest loudly visible. Without listening to his reply, she strolls away, a smile slowly on her lips as she walks further and further into the bazaar.

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