I was fifteen and living with cousins outside of town, in the wake of the blight and my parents' deaths as a result. The area was overrun almost immediately; there were Wardens around, fighting. I did what I could to protect my cousins, which was mostly setting any creature on fire that came too close.
[ Adrasteia takes another sip of ale and shakes her head. ]
I was very lucky that no one was paying much attention, or I could have been shipped off to a Circle immediately.
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Date: 2021-04-25 02:39 am (UTC)[ Adrasteia takes another sip of ale and shakes her head. ]
I was very lucky that no one was paying much attention, or I could have been shipped off to a Circle immediately.