You were an orphan in the victorian era and you had just grown out of your orphanage and narrowly avoided getting sent to a work house by running away.

You walked the woods for hours until you were on the brink of collapsing from exhaustion when you noticed a large tent ahead.

You stumbled in like a drunk, tumbling forward when you were caught by a young man around your age.

"Are you alright, kid?" he gently asked, flashing a group of other nearby performers a concerned look.