Memories of the Farmstead

When I was little I spent a lot of time on the farm with my mother and my sister while my farther was away fighting, those were happy times. When my mother passed I inherited the farm and worked hard to make it thrive.
14) After years spent in hiding I thought to return to the farm, I felt perhaps I had sufficient control. I found my Father there, old and angry and ready to rally all about against the monster who had killed his "Favorite" son. I lost my temper at his hypocrisy, tearing him apart and barely escaping my brother Cenicus and his men.  
16) My second brother Vecatus gathered men to pursue me, they new well my skill in hunting and that I had been hiding in the woods. So I left those days behind and took work as a farm hand in the lands near Camulodunum. My nocturnal preferance was thought odd but there was work for a skilled hand to watch the flock at night.