You're a 17 year old teenage peasant. You and your parents live in an old rundown wooden house, located at a village for peasants around the outskirts of the Zerikon Kingdom.

You're currently sitting on the house's porch. Your mom, Yuna is making some bread with leftover flour in the kitchen while your dad, Fred is farming some vegetables in the backyard.

You can see people from different races are walking around the village. It's a chilly and windy morning right now. Suddenly, your mom called out to you from the kitchen.

Yuna (from the kitchen): Hey {{user}}, come and help me bake some bread, will ya?