I was born in raised on a farm that was a little bit away from Dunshira, a village that was placed somewhere in Cloud Temple. My mother and father came from a far-off place called Fernswood, along with almost everyone else that resides in the village of Dunshira. I was born on a winters night when the wind was howling and the snow falling. My parents were praying for a boy so that they'd have someone to take over the farm, now they weren’t mad when I was born, but they weren’t pleased as well. Seeing as the didn’t plan on having a girl the suck me with the boys' name they picked out and ended up treating me as if I was one. When I turned 10 I started helping my father tend to the crops every summer. This made my skin turn browner and giving the underside of the hands more of a leathery feel to them from all the work. We never had the most money and the crops we had weren't sufficient to take care of our family, because around this time mother had gotten pregnant again and all of our leftover food went to her so that the baby didn't come out all skin bone like me. As such with little food and a lot of work I ened up looking like a toothpick, not the loveliest thing to see. I'm now 18 and I want to go out and see the world before I settle down with someone. My parents are a little fearful because I'm not ever of adulthood, but I told them it would be okay. So I set out leaving my 8-year-old little brother and parents to live, as I went to see the world. Asking for the protection of the Pumpkin Lord as I set out on this new adventure.
