Recluse Family/Saffron

Saffron (Recluse ?)

OK, just don't call me a Recluse. Those bastards never treated me like family. I earned every smidge that they "gave" me by hard work and sitting for all their boring lessons. None of them ever liked me.

I'm a good hunter and a strong worker. So when I went out on my own I made a shed for myself. I hunted, skinned and tanned large and small game, salted the meat, and sold what I didn't eat in the villages. Finally i had enuff cash to travel the seas. So now I'm far away from those blasted Recluses, those pompuss pessants.

This new land is called Bellu-a-terra. It looks pretty, but the people here are pretty mean. So was my mom, leaving me with those - you know. So were those Greys and Browns and their kids and most villagrs I know. I gess people are mostly mean, so I like mostly to be in the woods or hills. Things are pretty there and nothing is mean to me.

I walked about halfway across this land and finally came across a band of other forest folks like myself. I hope theyll treat me better.