She grew up in Cliving with her father and his sons from his previous marriage. He didn't know much about being a father but he was good to all of them. Even though he didn't know the first thing about raising a baby girl, he certainly knew in her early years something was wrong; girls are supposed to talk too, right? At three years old she's never uttered a word, the only sounds she made were laughing and giggling or crying and whimpering.  She grew up happily still, even though she was often made fun of for her lack of voice. Not to say that her brothers were not constantly being dragged out of fights over the teasing.  She grew up in a comfortable home, and her half-brothers treated her just the same as they treated each other.

Her father was very attentive, making sure she was as happy as he could possibly make her. Perhaps it was because she could not speak, or perhaps she reminded him of her mother. She took lessons to learn how to read and write, her father wanting to make sure that she would have some way of communication is she needed it. By the age of sixteen she had already learned both Rohirric and Westron from her tutors. She started to dabble in arts, drawing and sketching on any piece of parchment she could find. Eventually, it lead to painting and she grew into an amazing artist. As time passed and she grew up, she started to grow curious about her mother and sister in Bree, and finally left home in search for them.

She is incredibly talented with a paint brush and canvas, along with sketching and drawing. Though give her any type of weapon at all and the poor girl is basically useless, not knowing the first thing about how to use them. She may occasionally carry a dagger on her person, though she lacks the ability to use it to defend herself. Previously working in a bakery, she is a great cook and baker, and can often be found in the market, spending money on ingredients she probably doesn't really need all that badly.

Despite being mute, she is very outgoing and seems to make friends wherever she wanders. Though once slighted, she does not forget and rarely will she forgive unless it is proven to her how terribly sorry the other person is, which often takes a quite a bit of effort. She is not always very sensitive about being voice-less, but immediately picking at it after meeting her is a sure way to get her to be cold and distant, and no one gives better silent treatments than a mute. When feeling upset about not being able to talk, or if she is feeling anxious about it, she can often be seen feeling around her throat and neck subconsciously.