Tanell
Called. A city that was a struggle to find passage to. She traveled across the map, eking ever closer to the city that needed her. Her purpose was an elusive one, she had much growing to do before she could achieve it. She was to take her assortment of skills and interests and put them to work. Open a business of an eccentric sort, selling both time and trinkets to those who would buy them.
Products from her garden, one that was yet to be, as well as made at her hands, that could be worn or hung for all to see. A special twist all her own, she was to she was to use her birth's gift to help any who asked.
A business to be built from a foundation she had yet to build. A struggle, but she would do as her gods willed.
