From a young age, It was only me and my father. My mum died minutes after my birth due to the poor delivery of myself. I had no other siblings and my father was mostly depressed. My father was an ex militant for the Kingdom of Curonia before he lost his leg and could no longer fight for freedom. He raised me well until his sudden death when I was 13. He was hung due to the conspiracy of his involvement in murdering a soldier from a rival kingdom. It was later proven that he had not participated in this event and was in fact innocent. This filled me with anger and I pledged to seek a better life for myself as I was now an orphan. The little time I did have with my father was spent training to fight. I never had any education or friends. When his time was up, I started to train with the soldiers of the kingdom and soon became friends with other young soldiers like myself. As I grew older, most of my friends died in wars. It got to the point where we were constantly in danger and were being raided. The once great Kingdom of Curonia had fallen. I was forced to find a new civilisation to embark on, however, I will never forget my past and will use it to get as far as I can go.
