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.