This story belongs to me, Moxie, although I do not know where it came from. When the people of this realm found me, I was still a babe with only a string around my neck holding a written paper with my name. Growing up, I tried my best to make friends and be included, but I have always felt detached.
My adoptive mother showed me kindness, although others did not. Now that she is gone, I am not confident of the kindness of the world anymore. My goal in life is to live and maybe enjoy some kind of pleasures.
A Sentimental Value: Short Sword
It took a long time to decide, but I finally found the short sword as the best option to take with me. This one is much more useful, although I almost took the ring to sell for gold. The poison was considered only for a moment, as that may not be as immediately useful as the sword.
The best connection I can have, I decided, would be someone who is intertwined in everything that was going on in the town and the lands that surround it. Someone who can go unnoticed and listen without being suspected. I knew of Billie, the local wench a decade older than myself, through my mother. When I approached her, it was easy to convince her to throw any important information she may overhear my way.
Raethia Kingdom of Moxie
After drinking enough to fall asleep, I found myself dreaming about my mother. She spoke of a spiritual kingdom, one I can use to practice and evolve the vision I have for my future. It took a moment to believe what she spoke, but as I looked out into the distance, I saw the lands that will mine in the dream realm. My kingdom will focus on growth and wealth, respect and compassion when needed.
Deity of Moxie
This humble goddess of vengeance takes the form of a beautiful woman. She is short and has an angular build. Her large eyes are magenta. She has light-colored skin. She is usually portrayed nude. She carries a bow. She can see into a person's heart.