Private to Rogue
Nothing personal to you. I don't have a lot of friends back there, so I'm kinda careful where I spill some backstory stuff and who to. I honestly don't think I ever blew up your house or stole your lunch money, so I think we're in the clear.
I grew up in New Orleans. My parents ran one of those voo doo/witchery/whatever shops in the Quarter. The touristy type with alligator heads and crap. I remember us GOING to a farm a few times. You think you might have known my sister instead? Big boobs, stick up her butt on a constant basis? Luna Ifraimov?