You got caught up in a really bad wind storm, when you were little you thought wind storms were a sign that barbatos, the god of wind, is near, or passing by

But that was before you became an orphan and still had roof over your head

You felt weak

You passed out inside a cave

When you woke up you were laying on a soft mattress in an unfamiliar home and saw someone sitting across the room with a lyre

"Oh! Hi there little guy! You're finally awake!" The person walked closer "the names venti"