Mom & Dad

Let me give you a little family history. I was born of European decent in Europe. My parents were gypsies. Mom was a fortune teller who went by the name of Madame Zpadedooda. She was well know throught out the land, air and sea.
She was a woman before her time. An enterprenieress if you may. She was loved and adored as well as feared. She spoke to the dead. Of course they didn't speak back, because well, they were dead. But she told people she talked to the dead and people believed her. Because back then people were even stupider then they are now and they believed all that crap.
Father was a thief. It was a family guy thing. His Father and Grandfather were both thieves and he just followed in their footsteps. He wasn't very good at his profession. He stole mostly barns and sheep. He tried to steal Dracula's Castle once but got caught, got bit, had to spend 14 hours in the emergency room in some rural Hungarian town - so he went back to barns and cows. He never actually got a barn home. But hey, A+ for effort Dad. And thanks for all that meat.