Though her past is limited to even her, she knows all too well of what happened the night she arrived in Bree-land. Her family were traveling merchants, nomads looking for better prospects in the land of Bree. As she assumes they were of course minding their own business that fateful night, being so close to town that there was no point in stopping, though that's where they made a horrible mistake. Thirty or even forty men sprung from the bushes along a byroad leading to the main entrance of Bree. The events of that night are blurry, and she honestly can't remember much of what happened, only knowing these dreadful men had been dressed in Crimson and Black. The colors of Angmar that she knew too well, the images of their hateful grins burned into her memories. 

A year later she has become much more prosperous, working in secret with The Order of Shadows. This company being the place where she met her husband, a tall dark man who shares in her profession. They live happily together, working in the shadows of Bree, escaping the guard, and profiting a few gold from it as well. Though as time has gone on her love, Haunt, has been letting on that he knows exactly what happened to her, making her more anxious to know of her past.