Im not usually a woman of many words, but I think I
can make an exception here. I was born to a rather
poor family in Tokugawa roughly 47 years ago. When I
was of nine years my father, a fisherman, left one day
to take my mother to a the Temple of Tadaki to be
blessed before she gave birth to my unborn sibling,
but they never returned. I fear their journey was
ended by the deadly insects that inhabit the pathway
there. Anyways, when I came to the realization they
werent returning I left in search of them. By some
miracle I reached the temple unscathed only to find it
vacant of my parents. As I wept for them Kerisa, a
guard of the temple, came and comforted me. She later
fostered me and my desire to learn the clerical ways.
She would train me during the evenings and I would
spend the days studying and praying to the Goddess for
her wisdom. Eventually, as I became more and more
powerful I decided to venture forth from the safety of
the temple to seek out others to train with and learn
from. I met up with many interesting people, some who
would forsake you in a heartbeat for a chance at
obtaining your possessions and others who would risk
life and limb to help you. Of the latter were Rion
also a cleric, who had acquired a level of knowledge I
could only hope to one day know, Jade, a druid who
wouldnt hesitate to lay down her life for me if the
occasion ever arose, and Barkeman, an immortal who
couldnt aid me against physical danger lest he break
the laws of the immortals, but would always be there
to aid me through any other hardships I would endure.
I thank the Goddess to have such friends as these as I
make my way through this realm.
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