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- Jeta Crown + (Jeta's family was a large one. There were … Jeta's family was a large one. There were her parents and uncles and aunts and cousins and her many, many brothers and sisters. As a tribe of Ravashari, it only made sense for them stick together as they travelled the roads from holding to holding. There, they traded and entertained. Jeta's mother was a healer and her herbs and poultices were always in demand, as was the goods they brought from other holdings. Jeta loved this life when she was younger. She loved being free and feeling free. She loved seeing all the world had to offer and the wide variety of rare luxuries they would buy and sell. Though neither of her parents put any emphasis on education, Jeta especially loved when they had a book with them. Just opening a book up and seeing the lines on a page felt magical. As they travelled, she browbeat a series of village children until she could work out the words on the page for herself. Truth is, they likely played into every negative stereotype one has of their type. For every legitimate trade, they also had black-market goods and goods that were scavenged from wreckages of caravans that had been attacked on the road. Plus, sometimes on the way out from a village or holding, if they felt cheated, they might help themselves to wares that hadn't been properly secured. It was a dangerous life, even before things got truly dangerous. After Brand, Jeta was sure her father's and uncles would join those giving fealty to the crown. It would give them more legitimacy in their trade after all. It rankled her when nothing changed. It was like a curtain had been pulled aside. Instead of seeing only the magic of their life, now all she saw was the less savory bits. Her father, once adored, now seemed stubborn and foolish and cruel. Each day that passed she became more and more disillusioned with the life, until one morning, she woke earlier than the others, took a horse, and set out on her own to find her own fortune in Arx.on her own to find her own fortune in Arx.)
