A tiny fishing village

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Gender: Female

It was a little fishing village, barely clinging to life on the Savage Coast. You recall the day your father died, his tiny boat smashed to pieces on the jagged rocks, still within sight of the village. You remember holding on to your mother's hand as she was told the news, a expression of grim acceptance on her face. Where you grew up there were no old men, sooner or later the sea claimed you, it was just the way things went. From those harsh surrounding your learnt to never stop moving forward, that was inevitable and all you could do was stave it off for one more day. (STATUP! Gained 10 Will)

After your father died you had but to go to work, as the oldest child it feel on you to support your younger brothers and sisters. Barely a week after you got the news you went to work as a….