I guess I can let everyone know that I am on a search for my son. Sadly the place I came from contorted his body into the shape of a pig. Yes, sad but true. Now I walk around these towns I have stepped into due to a disruption in my homeland, the cause to me uknown. Through thick and thin I continue to search for him, meeting different and very unusual people in my opinion.
Being of nothing special but great heritage, I have come alone on my search leaving all my servants and family behind. I hope that I do not regret this, but if this is something to regret I will try to deal with it the best I can. Leaving ones home is always a hard thing to do, but to be somewhat forced from it is another story in itself.
That I do not wish to explain on...
As for where I am? I waunder here and there and pretty much everywhere. High and low, to and fro. I always seem to find some place new that may hold my son. If you have seen a cute little pig running around please let me know. Until then I continue my slow but on going search.
Toodaloo!
