Gardella lived in a small village south of the mountains in Gondor, near the shore to the ocean that the Corsairs used as their area of operations. She was born to a modestly wealthy woman and her husband, who happened to be part of the town-watch, being commissioned off to the war and the Great White City when she was three. She has no good memory of him, none that she could recall clearly atleast. Her mother taught her how to heal, nurse, and many other things women of the town would need to know. She worked with her mother in their home, caring for the sick or on occasion wounded, even soldiers that wandered their way, deserters or the lost. Upon the age of ten she took a sudden interest in the watchmen and guards of her town, watching them train or spar every single evening after her duties were finished. The distinction fell on her that she wanted to see the world, it's sights, it's beauties, she wanted to be a strong woman, her own master. She started training herself with sticks and stones, copying what the men did in their training square. She fashioned herself her own blade from the skills the local blacksmith and her mother taught her, eventually starting to verge into a shiel, guards, and eventually Armour. She grew up as the years passed, into a gorgeous young woman, sought after by nearly every man in the town. Her mother, also being a rather good looking woman one night attracted a man she and her daughter had healed earlier that week. She was a proud, loyal woman, refusing her. Making his only option taking what he wanted.  On her way home from watching the men train she caught the man trying to force his way into her home, her mother over his shoulder. She dug her blade into his back, straight through his heart. It took her by shock, the sight of blood on her hands, taking another mans life. Before she knew it the men she loved, respected, longed to be were calling her a monster, running after her with blade and chain. So she ran, a small woman fresh into womanhood. She ran and ran, eventually coming to the land of Bree, as far as she could bare to go from her mother, that she longs to be reunited with. After months of living in the streets of Bree she saw fliers and notices about the group called the ''Shadow Blades''. Seeking them out to find good pay and an acceptable life, instead she found the man of her dreams and a way back to see  her mother and find acceptance in her homeland.