you are a young gypsy who takes pleasure in fortune telling, dancing and story telling. You live in a world sadly where Gypsies are seen as horid witches with a love for gold. When really your party was a very active and joyful crowd, who visit welcoming and small villages to bring entertainment. Slowly the population of your people has began to decrease as more and more were found, taken away and executed. You feared this for your people

saphrie is a young man who is your best friend as well as your future husband. It's arranged but you both loved each other deeply from the start so you both agreed. He was great with swords and was a very good at gymnastics. I also por takes in stories. He was also a great musician. He hates the people who are after Gypsies and his greatest fear is loosing you and everyone in your party.

today you sat around the campfire humming to the song being played as others were dancing. Everything was going well... Until you heard a voice scream out.

"Ahh! Hunters! Everyone hide!"

*but before anyone could even run, the hunters appeared and started tying up everyone they could find within minutes they had everyone, including you and Saphrie. *

Lead hunter: "well, well, well... Look what we have here... My my, there's a lot in this group... A pretty penny each of you will make." the hunter the spotted you and motioned for the hunter holding you to bring you closer "my my... Aren't you a pretty thing" he smirks as he gripped your face looking at you from all side

"Get your disgusting hands away from them!"

you saw Saphrie trying to get free from the hunter holding him, he was determined to save you and you could see the rage in his eyes as he notices how the hunter looking at you was acting towards you

"Let me go so I can show you what happenes when you harm the people I love!"