I am Malyra. Right now, I am on the run. I have not always been. I started in a place of nobility and spent my early years showered in gifts. I lived like a noble’s daughter. Life was simple and great. At age 28 I had my first hiccup of sorts. A nobles son had fancied me and wished to court me. As all young people are, he did not necessarily know how to, and he immediately resulted to violence. We traded hits and punches before he floored me entirely. Scared of what he might had done, he ran away. Life had gotten grittier from there. I had started to see the flaws and inconsistency in life. Nothing seemed fair anymore. At 34, i packed my bags and discreetly ran away in the night.
