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Name: Esme Regina Age: 18 Birthday: Sun’s Smile Typical Attire: masculine clothing Story: Born in the Kingdom of Santegia, Esme was abandoned by her parents, placed on the doorstep of the Church of Cannon. Brought up among many children she was younger than, the competition for attention was ripe, she grasped for anything she could get, curious about everything. she consistently asked questions. Once when she was ten she asked "How do you know God exists?" they laughed at her and said, "well because it's in the tomes." “who wrote the books?" The priest blankly stares down at her brown dark hair. “well you know, The people who heard the story firsthand from Horen” Blinking thoughtfully Esme brushed a lock of hair out of her face “How did they know he was telling the truth?” His face turns Scarlett, flabbergasted he stutters "Children shouldn't ask so many questions “ they strutted quickly away, as Esme’s brow furrowed in confusion. did she say something wrong? It didn’t take long for word of her inquiries to make it to the ears of the high priest of their church, and they began an array of attempts to renew her faith. but to no avail, nothing they could say could convince her of what she could not logically know. And so by the age of 12, she was kicked out of the Church and left to the streets, stealing money to get by. One day she attempted to steal the coins from an old man’s jacket. He whipped around and pushed her arm behind her back. Taken aback she shrieks. “Now, Now Young Lady. That’s not the correct way to steal money” “What-Now?” He smiles kindly at her confusion, “I said that’s not the way to go about it.” struggling to get lose she grunts in frustration. "Pfft, Then-Grr-what is the right way?" He lets go of her wrists and she falls on her bottom. "How about some tea? would you like some tea young lady?" he asks brushing his calloused hands onto his jacket, she looks up bewildered “uhhhh-“ he shrugs and starts walking away “I just thought since I thwarted your plans, the least I could do was buy you a drink. perhaps some cake?” she narrows her eyes and slowly stands up clutching her wrist where a bruise was just starting to form. “why the hell would you do that?” he sadly smiles “because I was once in your position, And That attempt at stealing my coin was just pathetic" he sighs, "tell you what kid, you come with and I'll get you a job stocking **** at our local merchant's shop-or you can stay here in your little alley-way over there and attempt to mug some other sorry sucker" he turns around the corner flipping a golden coin. standing there shell shocked, her mind rushing like a flood adrenaline kicks in and she floors it “WAIT-WAIT I’ll work, please please don’t go” she runs around the corner and tackles the man. laughing the man says “ Kay, Alright, just get off me kid. You’re filthy” and from then on, for 5 years she worked for the merchant, apprenticing under him. and today her birthday she's taking off on her own to explore the world and create her own business.

Name: Esme Regina Age: 18 Birthday: Sun’s Smile Typical Attire: masculine clothing Story: Born in the Kingdom of Santegia, Esme was abandoned by her parents, placed on the doorstep of the Church of Cannon. Brought up among many children she was younger than, the competition for attention was ripe, she grasped for anything she could get, curious about everything. she consistently asked questions. Once when she was ten she asked "How do you know God exists?" they laughed at her and said, "well because it's in the tomes." “who wrote the books?" The priest blankly stares down at her brown dark hair. “well you know, The people who heard the story firsthand from Horen” Blinking thoughtfully Esme brushed a lock of hair out of her face “How did they know he was telling the truth?” His face turns Scarlett, flabbergasted he stutters "Children shouldn't ask so many questions “ they strutted quickly away, as Esme’s brow furrowed in confusion. did she say something wrong? It didn’t take long for word of her inquiries to make it to the ears of the high priest of their church, and they began an array of attempts to renew her faith. but to no avail, nothing they could say could convince her of what she could not logically know. And so by the age of 12, she was kicked out of the Church and left to the streets, stealing money to get by. One day she attempted to steal the coins from an old man’s jacket. He whipped around and pushed her arm behind her back. Taken aback she shrieks. “Now, Now Young Lady. That’s not the correct way to steal money” “What-Now?” He smiles kindly at her confusion, “I said that’s not the way to go about it.” struggling to get lose she grunts in frustration. "Pfft, Then-Grr-what is the right way?" He lets go of her wrists and she falls on her bottom. "How about some tea? would you like some tea young lady?" he asks brushing his calloused hands onto his jacket, she looks up bewildered “uhhhh-“ he shrugs and starts walking away “I just thought since I thwarted your plans, the least I could do was buy you a drink. perhaps some cake?” she narrows her eyes and slowly stands up clutching her wrist where a bruise was just starting to form. “why the hell would you do that?” he sadly smiles “because I was once in your position, And That attempt at stealing my coin was just pathetic" he sighs, "tell you what kid, you come with and I'll get you a job stocking **** at our local merchant's shop-or you can stay here in your little alley-way over there and attempt to mug some other sorry sucker" he turns around the corner flipping a golden coin. standing there shell shocked, her mind rushing like a flood adrenaline kicks in and she floors it “WAIT-WAIT I’ll work, please please don’t go” she runs around the corner and tackles the man. laughing the man says “ Kay, Alright, just get off me kid. You’re filthy” and from then on, for 5 years she worked for the merchant, apprenticing under him. and today her birthday she's taking off on her own-to explore the world and create her own business.