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Legacy Founder: Alexis Teodora Constantine

Age: Young Adult

Traits: Gatherer, Inappropriate, Vegetarian, Handy, and Hot-headed


Three months ago I lost everything and everyone I love, except my fiancé Dimitri Wormwood. We were one a date in town; he had taken me to the local bistro in order to celebrate our pending nuptials. However everything went to hell when I got back to the caravan. My family's bodies were scattered around and our wagons were blazing. My parents were curled together in front of the fire pit, the Grim Reaper poised over them. There was nothing I could do.

It was the work of the gypsy hunters, trying to steal our family magic, our legacy. We have always been a strong family with a particular gift in fortune telling and potions. My family had been sought out by the aristocrats for centuries. My Great-great grandmother had given a reading to the Queen. It was a proud legacy and I have always felt honored to be a part of my family, even though I grossly had neglected the lessons my mother was teaching me. I was only eighteen and in love. I thought I had all the time in the world to learn. I was wrong. I knew then and there that it was my new mission in life to restart my family and resurrect our traditions.

Dimitri and I salvaged what we could, which wasn't much and moved on. My father once told me that we had some family land in Sunset Valley given to us when Grandmother Daciana Constantine had given a particularly profitable reading to the mayor. I hoped it was livable as we only had 1,300 simoleons to our name, and no jobs to speak of.