Felix Weiss was born on a nameless homestead in the Kingdom of Haenes. He was born as the second son to his father and mother Otto and Olga Weiss and grew to be a farmhand on their cattle ranch.
His older brother Hund died a stillbirth and was buried on the homestead's allotment. Hund's unfortunate death weighed heavily on Felix's parents who doted on Felix from a young age and tried to do their best for him with their meager earnings as poor farmers.
Felix was taught by his father Otto to be hardworking and to always do one's best at anything they tried even if it ended in failure. Such a philosophy was deeply necessary on the Haense frontier where a month of laziness meant an empty plate for his family.
Felix's mother died in their attempt at having a third child. This deeply effected Felix as he typically saw his mother as the most hard working of the family. His father not soon after took a particularly harsh case of the Flu and died in his sleep two months after Felix's eighteenth birthday. Felix was now all alone on his family's ranch, with two buried brothers resting beside their mother and father only one hundred feet from where he slept.
Instead of resigning himself to a quiet life on a distant frontier he instead hitched a coach to the city of Haense to start his new life with no possessions but his name and his ambition.
Felix takes a moment to stare in awe at the world unfolding before him. He'd never seen such things in his life! And the smells - he could practically taste the whole wide world all around him as his senses were bombarded with the aromatic delicacies of the far-flung lands that these goods hailed from.
He was suddenly snapped out of his trance as his gaze snapped to the gentleman who had beckoned him. He'd never met a noble before but this guy certainly looked the part.
Was he supposed to bow?
Felix took the moment to lower himself to the occasion, bowing ungraciously and unceremoniously. "Greetings your- high-ness?" Felix could feel as if he was making a fool of himself.
Nevertheless, he replied with confidence. "Those all sound lovely but for now it's just work - or the lack-there-of to be more precise..." He trailed off, looking at all the stalls filled with things that, he estimated he would never be able to afford.
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