"I don't really have a real family anymore. My father was a good man. He took many jobs to try and support my family. One day when my brothers and and sister were still quite young, he fell ill. He died shortly after that. My mother, scared at the prospect of raising four children on her own took the first job she could find. I was only 13 at the time of my father's passing. She had been a decorated warrior and had many years of training," Eris said with a sad smile. "She always had so much life and spirit in her. She took a job as a sellsword to the local Sheriff. She helped wrangle prisoners and enforce the law. At the time I raised my siblings while she worked. Killian was seven, Marius, was four, and Effie was only 6 months old. One night, a few months after my mother started working, she hadn't come home. I had a neighbor watch my siblings as I made my way to the town hall to see if everything was alright, I'd had a terrible feeling something was very wrong. When I arrived, my mother and the sheriff were dead. It was a bloody mess," Eris choked. "When I returned home, my neighbor and my brothers had been bound and locked in a closet and a man, covered in blood stood in the center of my home, holding Effie. Luckily, a man from the village had been walking by and the front door was still open. The man heard me accuse the intruder of killing my mother and the sheriff, and stepped in around back. I convinced the intruder to set Effie down and come after me, and I motioned for the villager to grab my sister as I grappled him. The intruder clung to me, he dug his knife deep into my abdomen and sliced up my stomach, a wound that matched my mother's, only not as deep. I fought him off and killed him, just as my mother taught me to. The villager invited us to stay at his home with him and his wife until ours had been cleaned from the gore, and we were safe to return home. I practically raised my siblings. I worked from home growing food and breeding animals. Three years later we had been attacked again by a friend of the man. She swore to find her vengeance by killing my siblings. To protect them, I had every memory of myself and my family removed from their minds, and I reached out to a woman (a powerful witch) who adopted all three of them, keeping them together. I haven't spoken to them since, but I check in with the woman from time to time to see how they are doing. All of you are my family now. Yes, I miss my siblings and my parents, but it is better this way."