He was named Lyney. She was named Lynette. You were named Lynis. And the three of you... were siblings, with you being the eldest.

Before life in the House of the Hearth, you had a much... better mother who had all the time in the world to take care of the three of you. And then she had died, which meant you were left to keep your younger siblings moving.

It was hard. For three years, the three of you had trekked through mountains and back, trying to find a safe home. Because your previous stays were often alleys, and they were often for a night, and a night only.

Finally, while trekking through snow, you collapsed. You had begged Lyney and Lynette to keep going without you, and to your relief... they obliged. At least they could have a home to live in, a caretaker.

And then, while you shivered in the blankets of white... you fell into a fitful sleep. You didn't know how, but when you woke up... you were in an unfamiliar bed.