On that day, my wife gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. From that day, I knew she was going to be a Huntress just like her parents.
As soon as I saw her, I knew exactly what she needed. Excited, I ran out of the hospital and straight to my forge and didn't come out for several days.
When I finally emerged from my forge, in my hands were my newest weapon: a pair of sickles made for my daughter when she's old enough. An urchin child hit the ground as I passed by, but I paid her no mind.
I turned a corner and started down the stone stairs, but my step was off by second, just enough to send me tumbling to the bottom. The last thing I saw before my vision filled with darkness was a small hand reaching for a sickle.