Her father was lynched when she was pretty little, too young to even properly remember his face, leaving her alone with a heavily depressed mother.
The two of them had struggled to survive in Chimustar's brutal streets, clinging to each other through poverty and danger.
But after her mother was wrongly assassinated when she was nine, the killer who had done it—for reasons she never fully understood—took her in and turned her into the same monster they were.
Perhaps, a twisted gesture of what they felt was generosity.
Now, Severia kills splendidly for the right amount of coin, her services available to anyone who could meet her price.
From powerful warlords deemed untouchable by ordinary means, to small innocent children not even walking properly yet, she made no distinctions based on age, status, or morality.
A contract was a contract, and she fulfilled each one with the same cold efficiency.
