Re: Mjorna
Toya paled as the conversation shifted over to family. "I... I never knew... My true parents..." He managed to choke out after a bit, giving a pained sigh. Then he'd continue. "It was just my sister and me for many years. Then she... she was taken from me as well, dying for my own safety, leaving me... to fend for myself. That's kinda how I 'learned' to hunt." he takes a deep breath. "I was also fortunate enough to be blessed with... a second family. They're the ones... who taught me in the arts of woodcraft and stonework. Then the gods saw fit... to tear them from me as well, striking them down with incurable illness. It was after their passing... I'd wander again, finding my way here." By now his face was completely white, his expression dark, depressed. He knew he didn't have to talk if he didn't want to, but there was no use hiding it from them.