before Martin had even been born, there had been a large stigma against witches, naming them 'unruly' 'terrible' 'evil' 'wicked'... the popular belief mixed with poor stories and tales forcing witches out of towns and kingdoms, making it actually very rare to see one, Martin included. His father always said he was 'cursed by a witch when he was young', but he isn't entirely sure if that's a fact or just a joke...

as, see, Martin has always had bad luck when it came to almost everything wether it be always losing at games, getting lost, winding up with a plate of food that always had the most of the one thing he didn't like… it was unfortunate, but he's gotten used to it, he's still cheerful as ever.

however, one day, his father had asked him to wander outside of town, to collect some food… and once again, he had the worst luck, after getting lost about what felt like muiltple times, he ended up slipping, falling, and knocking himself out... quite literally, just his luck…

eventually, he found himself waking up, however, not as alone as he remembered... nor where he had passed out...