Born on my fathers farm outside the town of Greenhills, county Dubhlinn, Ireland. It was the seventh of March in the year 821.  I grew up believing that the man that raised me was truly my father.   After finding out I was a product of the Viking raids I went in search of my true father, needing to know who I truly was.  I left my families farm and have yet to return.      I search for my father, and eventually find him.  It was not the welcoming I expected, but after time he warmed up to me.  He trained me in the art of war, and equipped me with weaponry and other supplies.  He then sent me on my way.    As my journey continues I get abducted by a Mongol and had his child.  I manage to escape from him with our daughter and am back on my way.     Settling down for a while I take on the craft of painting scroll artwork.  It is during this time that I met my husband.  He and I settled down on his estate and I have birthed 1 child (a girl) and now carry another child.  And now we have arrived in the current year of 850.

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