Growing up in a small cabin in the
woods, she spent much of her time down by the willow grove on the edge
of a small stream. Her life was a simple one, the only child
of an overbearing and overprotective father and a prim and proper
mother. She never wanted for much nor was she attracted to the
finer things in life. She was happiest spending her days
wandering through the trees and watching natures ever changing
ways. Every day was a new adventure, a chance to find something
new and exciting. She would often sit by her favorite willow, the
oldest tree in the grove, worn and broken by the harshness of the
changing seasons. How she loved that tree for it was a survivor,
a testiment to a will of survival. She would sit and read for
hours much to the disappointment of her mother, who wished she would
spend more time in town, attracting the attention of a fine
gentleman. It was often a cause for argument in her calm serene
life, for her father could not agree with her mother on this very
point. He was not ready to give up his only daughter and
probably never would be. He kept her sheltered and safe from the
prying eyes of many a fine gentleman, much to her mothers dismay.
As she grew older, the constant hounding by her mother was more than
she could bear. No longer willing to listen to them argue she
decided it was time to go out on her own. She would miss them
both and everything she had grown so fond of but, she knew in her heart
it was the only way. She took very little with her the morning
she left, a few momento's of home and nothing more. It was hard
to walk away without saying goodbye but, she knew it was the only
way. With a tear in her eye she walked out and quietly closed the
door behind her. Her mind was made up and there was no turning
back, taking a deep breath she started to walk, not daring to look back
until she was well on her way.
Being on her own wasn't easy, she
soon learned just how harsh the outside world could be. She quickly
learned how to defend herself from the many unsavory characters who
dared cross her path. She was headstrong, stubborn and would
never allow herself to fall victim to anyone. Staying to
the shadows she would make her way from one village to the next,
watching and learning. Always leaving before she was
noticed. She continues this way for over a year, never staying in
one place for long, she was a loner and sought comfort in her
solitude. That was until she stumble upon a Kingdom unlike any
she had seen before, the kingdom of Sixf00t4.
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