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I was born in Yuri 40, the eldest sister of a trio born in a poor household.

A long time ago, a time that has nearly escaped my memory, I lived with my two sisters and parents.  Our house was a mere shadow in the midst of the forest, a small hut gathered up by memories and dust.

Unlike much of the kingdoms, flaunting their riches about, the Courcelle family was extremely poor. 

I was out one morning, gathering flowers.  It was early that I discovered my gifts for Divination, despite the fact that I also kept these secrets very well.  Flowers act as a vessel for me into seeking the passage of time, and its many, many stages.  I only became a Diviner when I ventured on to Koguryo, a nearby kingdom far more affluent than our home.

I returned home with several bouquets to a burning house.  I was more startled than anything to know that everything I had known growing up was gone, but that my parents were missing and presumably dead.  Their bodies lay broken and torn in the ashes, amongst our beds and all living memory.  I didn't know what came over me, but... I ran away.  I knew my sisters were out that morning as well, Carlein and Arionchui, but that was the very last thing on my mind.  I was just thinking of running, leaving everything behind, escaping the dreadful truth of my parents... running...

It was then that I came upon the town of Koguryo, where I eventually moved.  I lived for a while there, mostly as a seamstress, however it came upon me that there existed a grouping of people like myself, and they called themselves the Diviners of Koguryo.  I joined up with them in Yuri 47, in attempt to connect with myself and who I could be, despite the past I left behind.

I was successful, I became a guide, I had access to things that I could never have gained still living in that hut with my poor, old parents.  I felt happy and overjoyed that such a blessing could be bestowed upon me in a time filled with loss and abandonment.

I was happy for a while, and then, several Yuri's later, I met up with my sisters again.  My sister Carlein had discovered the ways of the poetic life of song and splendor while my other, Arionchui, had meddled with several paths and had eventually found her way to the Shaman, a passion which existed in her heart for as long as she has been my sister.

Eventually, I moved to Nagnang, where I joined the Forsaken Clan, leaving a strong allegiance to the Diviners and my sisters, one of which resides in Buya while the other takes home in the same nation as I, as part of the Kurimja Clan.  Many men have been tossed at my feet, but one has remained my loyal husband, PoeticTruth.

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