I was born in late December and was named Nicolai. My whole life was pretty bland as a kid until I turned 6 and started helping my dad at the farm. I have an older brother named Zargoth which is 4 years older then me and a younger sister named Skylar which is 3 years younger then me. At the age of 12 me and my brother began to help my dad much more since he was getting older. My sister helped my mom cook a lot. In late August when I was 16 my father passed away of a disease at the age of 56. The doctors didn’t mention the name of it. My mother grew more depressed since father was no longer with us. My brother decided to work for one more year then move out of the village into a city and my sister accompanied him. I was left alone with my mother. On my 19th birthday my mother got sick and stayed in bed mostly. We couldn’t afford to see the doctors and overall my mother refused to. In April he condition got worse and worse and she was having trouble walking so I made her a chair made from wood with little iron wheels. I was struggling helping my mom and running the farm. It was a lot of work. In early June my mother has passed away at the age of 54. After my 20th birthday I decided to sell the farm and everything and move to a bigger city called Sutica. On the boat it was very bad during a storm and I thought it was over for me. I woke up the next day and we arrived at the port. I got my bags and walked onto the deckI continued walking in towards the city and I was approached by a man. His name was Julio. He claimed to be my uncle. He took me into his home and gave me food and shelter and explained a bit about the city and the land of Arcas. I then told him a bit about myself and he said if I ever wanted to be a knight I should head to the Kingdom of Curon. After we had a talk I lived there for about a week or so and then moved out. Starting a journey all by myself.
