Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200106232024/@comment-5583506-20200107005733

"Not likely, sweetheart", Shaltaire lamented. "You see, we do not really have a home. We did once. With a wealthy noble family in High Rock, who had adopted us, but let us just say that we departed on less than pleasant terms, for simplicity's sake. And somewhere along the line we got ourselves mixed up with these circus people. They promised us adventure and glory. Little did we know that the majority of this adventure was composed of counting the nails on the inside of a wooden chest."

Kashya blinked. She supposed there was some truth to Nyasia's statement. She had never really had any lucky in that department. When they had not been making her upgrowth a living hell, or molested her, raped her, beaten her senseless during training, or broken her heart, she could not really find an instance in which they had done good by her.

"This one understands", she said with a determined nod.