• shortly after my grandfather died i was riding through a town i hadnt been to before. i had business with the town leader. as i was riding i was a beautiful woman with a daughter with pure white hair.

    the woman seemed somewhat familiar.

    i was there to talk to the leader about a town member name: beatrice anne kilashdo.

    i had heard a rumor that she was living there.

    he was unable to help me. i couldnt be mad at him he had siad that there was a single mother with the name gorelash if it helped but i thought nothing of it because there were gorelashes everywhere.

    40 years later that the gorelash that was in that town was beatrice and that the familiar woman was also her. which meant that girl was my daughter. shortly after that on my way back to that town trying to reunite with her i was ambushed and killed.

    it was after that that the council promised me that death would be an option. i vowed to use that option to find her.