Life has never been easy for you. You were separated from your mother when you were three years old. Although you never heard the full story, you've heard enough over the years from the gossips of Endlemire to piece together the gist of it. Father banished your mother from the household with accusations that she didn't act like a proper wife, or even a proper woman. You never saw her again. In fact, the only memory you have left of her is a vision of a beautiful, but careworn face framed in copper colored hair, the same hair that you have.
In light of the scandal, Father raised you with strict severity, even compared to the other children of your conservative village. The older you got, the more people threw it in your face that your mother was so scandalous. Any mistake you made was attributed to your mother's flaws. Perhaps if you looked less like her, they might have forgiven you in time. Instead your features are soft and fair, rather than dark and stern like Father's. You have heard it over and over again how much you look like your mother. The villagers sometimes whisper that red hair is the sign of a tainted soul, and green eyes reveal a dangerous heart. They are rare enough colors among the villagers, but aren't entirely unheard of. But no one harassed the others for these traits. Then again, you didn't recall anyone else having both traits at the same time.
At first you tried to stand up for yourself, but this seemed to turn people against you even further; someone with your shameful lineage should show more humility. You were told you should be grateful to even be allowed to stay within Endlemire's boundaries. Forget the fact that when the trouble happened, you were nothing but an innocent child. Forget the fact that you were never told what shameful sin, or horrible crime, your mother committed. Living under the shadow of your mother's scandal hasn't done you any favors.
How do you feel about this?