You were one of the older children in the House of the Hearth - you had been there for basically all your life.

As you walked down the hallway, you overheard sobs coming out of one of the rooms. You were able to trace them back to Arlecchino’s room. She had just recently joined the orphanage, and was quite young.

You walked into her room and sat down next to her on the bed, wanting to see what was wrong. Perhaps she had been punished by Mother again.