"Hello, good day, what can I do for you?"
Name: Kirene Willams
Nickname: Kirene the Seeker
Age/Birthday: 25 years old - September 13th - Virgo
Occupation: "Seeker" - in her time this could be what today's standards would be a secret agent or detective for hire.
My Song: White Flag - Dido
Where to begin?...
How I got to where i am?
Who am I?
I know one thing is certain; a child of rogues can never truly fit in. No, they must make their way in by force.
After being abandoned at the age of 6, i was constantly getting into trouble.
I was old enough to get around, and in this day of age, no one cared where a child like me went.
Either i would survive or die. It was a harsh, simple reality.
The world i was growing in made me tough and always on the defense. Always fighting to survive.
After one too many run-ins with the local authorities, i was brought to an orphanage to live out my childhood, serving the priest and his wife.
They were old and odd, considering priests aren't supposed to take on wives, but what did i know? Maybe they were pagans?I forgot, it was all a blur. I just could remember how they shaped me up, cleaned the dirt off my face and tried their best to make me somewhat civil. My heart knows they were different.
The couple knew of my past, and worked with my personality and antics.
Usually, orphanages didn't care what really happened to the children. Like i said, the time was more concerned over wars and politics then some cruddy child like me.
The other children were no better then me either. They too came from harsh, sometimes unknown origins.
Some were nasty and played tricks on one another. Others were silent, waiting for someone to take them home.
It was sad to know it was rare anyone would take in orphans. Bloodlines and heritage reigned.
The wars and politics though helped these homeless, forgotten children though. It gave them a purpose and work.
Provided you would sacrifice your own life and do anything to stay loyal to whom took you in.
Many of times i would see guards, knights, even lords come in to "adopt" out a few children.
Boys were most wanted to the fights, but girls would be taken in as service workers or caretakers.
I was not a child ever chosen though. The couple made sure of this.
At the time, it confused me and made me feel closed in.
Did they continue to keep me from being taken in to protect me or for their own selfish reasons?
On bad days, i always thought it was because of my parent's views, which i knew little but enough about.
Only years later did it really make sense, when my memories and recollection made it clear.
Not only did they protect me, they knew what i was capable of and needed to find it myself.
I was ahead of my time, a girl who wanted to understand everything around me.
I was a force to be reckoned with.
No one could keep me from asking questions, figuring things out, even pulling things apart.
I had a niche to collect information and be aware of my surroundings more than some mere child.
Could my background be the reason? My parents were both stealthy, cunning people.
Though, i would hate to compare myself to such selfish creatures.
I didn't just want to understand things alone, i wanted others to know too.
Like, if a fellow orphan lost their bag or the old couple needed to know where someone went...
It was the smallest things. But, from those little tasks did I learn i was more than someone with a want to understand.
I was a quick thinker and could hold a lot of information.
You could say i was sort of like an active "lost and found" detective.