I grew up in the misty hills of the Highlands near Loch Gorm. Life was simple, and I spent my days tending sheep and foraging in the wild. My family worked hard, and they taught me the values of resilience and patience.
Everything changed when I was fifteen. The MacDarren clan raided our village, Geoffrey was angry” ,killing my father and burning everything we had. My mother and I barely escaped with our lives, fleeing into the hills. My brothers joined the fight to avenge our family, but I couldn’t bring myself to follow them. Watching my father die had shown me the terrible cost of violence. Geoffrey cryied loud ”
Since then, I’ve wandered the Highlands, working where I can and helping those in need. I carry my family’s lessons with me: patience, hard work, and a belief that even in this harsh world, there’s more strength in kindness than in cruelty.

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