Born of peasant decent off the streets, my parents were circus acts. As Halfling Cannon balls.
They came from a travelling band, good people, friendly, talkative yet this band of merry halflings had little motivation to pursue anything outside of the circus.
When I was born, I came into this world with a puff of smoke. Everyone were in AWE and said that this is no normal baby.
I grew up with not knowing why things came to me easily. It appeared to be magic when ever I wanted something, it just appeared