Unbeknownst

Unbeknownst to the liberal queen, the maniacal king, or the deranged Herbert, in their small kingdom lived a woodcarver. This woodcarver was renowned throughout his village for his ability to instill a remarkable semblance of life in any and all of his carvings. The village girls loved his baby-dolls, the village boys fought for his soldier carvings, and the farmer with a scarecrow of his crafting hanging in their field was never plagued by crows. Some said the man poured a tiny fraction of his soul into each and every one of his carvings.

His daughter was a brawny lass, with shoulders that were broad and muscular from working in her father's shop. She would hew the forest trees, carry them to the house, peel the bark from the trunk, and lathe the rough timber into usuable sizes and shapes. She did this because her father was unable to due to the fact that he only had one leg. He'd lost the other in one of the wars long ago. She did this because her mother was dead, having died bringing her into this world. But most of all, she did this because she liked it.

The woodcarver's daughter was named Karina, and even as a young girl, she's been a very serious and solemn child. She'd begun helping her father at a very young age due to his injuries, and the woodcarver always praised her for her strong arms and back that brought the wood to his shop so that he could bring food to their table. However, at a certain time in his daughter's life, a father becomes concerned that she recieve an education so that she may grow to her fullest potential, and so, soon after her 18th birthday, the woodcarver enrolled Karina in the finest liberal arts school that would take women.

Karina, was of course, overjoyed and distressed in equal parts: she would be getting an education, but who would care for her father while she was gone?
"Fear not, my buttercup," the woodcarver told her. "Fear not, for with the spread of my fame and the success of the shop last year, I can afford to hire one of the village simpletons to carry in wood from the forest and lathe it for me."
And so, Karina's fate was decided, and that fall, she packed her bags, boarded the carriage from her village, and entered the life of academia.

Due to her strength and muscular physique, Karina was courted by the rugby team at her new school, and after much deliberation, she decided to join them. After all, what better way to stay in shape to help her father when she returned home than by trampling other young ladies into the mud during a scrum. Every evening, on her way home, Karina went to the coffee shop across from the book store and purchased a low-fat, half-caffinated, medium mocha latte which she would sip contentedly on her way back to the dorm. It warmed her from the inside while the showers warmed her from the outside.