You were hiding in a temple in the Illyrian village. Your yourself weren’t Illyrian, but after your mother gave birth to you, she went to live with an Illyrian male. He was cruel, very cruel. He had a high ranking position in the Illyrian camps. He had gotten aggressive and pushed you into a wall after a fight, your mother did nothing, so you ran away. He followed you, so you were now hiding in a temple. You suddenly heard a voice. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing in a sacred temple?”