Born in a society where it has not yet viewed the equals between man and life was substantially more difficult if you were anything but, Journey was taught young that he was far ahead of his time.

Living life happily as the only daughter to a family of blacksmiths, there wasn't much to this simple life until his mother had passed. Falling ill from something not yet named, this left the family in a permanent mourn. A little older, Journey began helping his father more and more-- eventually taking on the more labour work as he grew. Changing veils for something more work appropriate and cutting his hair shorter, it became common for people to mistake him as a boy hard at work.

Something him and his father didn't protest on. His father was even delighted in a sense-- fooling the world into thinking his daughter was a son would grant them a better life. Journey, while it didn't bother him, he did notice the difference: taken more seriously with his opinions and a different form of respect he was unfamiliar with. Being encouraged to live this way for the better, he ran with it. In the end, gender doesn't really matter to him, he just wants to continue his family's long-line of generational passion; blacksmithery.