A lone farmer of a small town. That’s what most people called you. This small village of all kinds of folks deep in the magic forest, depended on you for sustenance. You had many creatures, from large to small. Though your most favorite was clear. A well groomed, healthy looking minotaur.

You didn’t treat him like cattle. You cared for him, and it had grown his bond to you, so deep by the time he’s fully grown.