About me:
Ok so you know about most of my life so I will give you some more facts about me….
Well I don’t know my last name as my parents died in a fire when I was just a baby. I was saved from the fire as you know because apparently I painted it. Not out of proper paint, I mean I was just a baby. Well here is how it went my mum and dad had just had me and well they were really happy, but at the time my mother was so young and she didn’t really know how to take care of a baby. And so after about two weeks after I was born my mother let me stay with a man from my village named Jiro he was a very skilled swordsman. While he and his wife looked after me I was given food to eat and that’s what I painted a picture out off . I painted my house. On fire out of baby food. When I was taken home that night… my house did catch fire nobody knows how. Jiro was cleaning his kitchen when he noticed the picture he ran back but he was too old. And too late. I was tolled I was found among the rubble along side my mums dead body. My dad was never found, but they did find burnt bones.
After that I lived with jiro and his wife, Lou for years. She taught me to sew and cook. And he taught me how to fish and handle a sword. I wasn’t very god at swords but I was good with a bow and arrow. Jiro and Lou’s son, kayo taught me to handle a bow and arrow. I had also learned in many ways that I love to paint. I have painted and drawn thousands of things, I have also learned of my power to paint the future and the past. When I paint the future my eyes turn completely white and my hand just paints away my mind goes completely blank, I don’t even remember painting it until they go back to normal. Its like I’m asleep and then I wake up. The same thing happens when I paint the past. When I was 8 Lou died and everyone was heart broken kayo didn’t visit any more and when I was 12 Jiro died too.
Have in no one else to turn to I done what I would always do in these times of need. I paint. And what I painted is what I done. I took all the money I had been left in the will written by Jiro before he died, I sold the house. I took my bow and plenty of arrows a small dagger lots of supplies and I left home. I brought a small boat and set down the river.
It had always been a empty river I would sometimes tie my boat up to the docks and sleep there. Or find a cave.
I would survive by fishing sometimes I would when I stopped at towns I would by food with my money.
When I was 14 I stopped to make shelter in a forest. I was walking along when I saw a large white fox take food to her cubs. I made shelter near them. The next I heard day gun shots and later found the body of the mother fox killed by hunters. I rushed back to there hole to see the cubs but they were all dead. Apart from one hiding in the corner. I took with me. I names it Rebble he came in the boat with me down the river. He would cuddle with me when we was cold.
I would feed him. Until the money ran out. Rebble wasn’t a cub anymore and would hunt down food for both of us. But we couldn’t live like that forever.
So that is how I got here. I was asleep in my boat when I ended up in the market place river I herd about this place and have been living here ever since.
