 Born into a family of entertainers, I was born on the plains under the three moons during the month of En’Var on the last day of the second hand, making my first appearance at the Fair of En’Var. *Laughs softly* Having reached the age of majority this past month of En’Var, I am still at that in-between, troublesome, awkward stage of my life.
I studied under both my mother's and father's tutelage. From an early age, I sought out the adventure and excitement of performing, always pushing the limits of my creativity, often to the dismay of my parents. My mother was a renowned singer and lyricist and my father was skilled in the art of acrobatics and the leader of our family troupe. At the insistence of my parents, I am skilled in song, poetry, and can play the czhar. I have a knife-throwing act and have incorporated my acrobatic knowledge into my fire whip routine. Our family and troupe traveled the land putting on shows and offering entertainment services for public and private affairs. But the most remarkable and memorable were the shows from the fair During the month of Se’Kara, the first hand to be exact, our troupe made our normal journey from one performance to another traveling during the night. While I slept, our caravan encountered a bit of trouble. I am unsure if it was a raid or accident. I do not know. When I awoke, I found what was left of our caravan was deserted and ransacked. I gathered up what supplies I could carry and headed out. Distraught and out of sorts, I stumbled into the Camp of Harigga. After a bit of a rough start, I found my place and yearned to call it home. My early transition was rough and hard, my days and nights filled with mourning the loss of my family and troupe and dealing with learning a new way of life. Word of my survival spread and a former business partner came to visit me at the camp and I joined his troupe to perform during the lavish fairs of the seasons, as well as the Allthing up north. This has kept me employed and filling that my need for the life of a performer. I anxiously look forward to the future and all it holds… |