#mcgalfreys

Donald was a very shy, very internal farmer from a little town called Kirkintilloch on a small island named Ffrendel; a part of a region I like to think is a lot like the UK on Cassus. He mostly worked on his family’s cropshare, but often tended to animals in the evenings on the Hawking’s estate to make extra money.

The Hawkings were Lowborn as well, but due to the lack of development in the area, the Highborn families bled from the village and left many sizable homes up for sale. They sat empty for nearly a decade before the town Governess decided to start selling them and make some money off the now run-down mansions. She started letting Lowborns rent the spaces... and in most cases everyone moved in with them; Grandma, Grandpa, all the cousins, all the aunts and uncles. Everyone.

The Hawkings, however, were lucky. They were able to afford the home without having to move the rest of their extended relations in to pool incomes. Their daughter was a famous wrestler in the region and her income on fights and appearances alone kept her parents and siblings very comfortable.

That daughter was Emmaline! She finally met her Donald when visiting for the winter. She came out to check on her family’s steeds on a particularly cold night when she found the stable hand still with them. It was too late for him to be working, but he was still there well after midnight, trying to give the poor animals warm blankets and rubbing knees and noses. She fell for his big hands and weak little smile as they talked through that night; she mostly talked and he mostly smiled.

After they got married, she quit her life on the holovision in order to take care of him. He needed a lot of tending to- his hair needed cutting, clean his nails, make sure his beard is trim enough so the rowsdower don’t chew at it. As odd as it is to go from the life she had to the life had next? She was happy to keep this dirty farmboy clean and happy. She also worked as a nurse for angry old farmers and their kin.