Age: 38

Starting level: 4

Backstory: Gina Wallace was never meant to live a quiet life-but she learned how to make one look convincing.

She served as the head maid of a noble household in Everholt, a position that demanded precision, discipline, and absolute loyalty. To outsiders, she was the perfect servant: composed, attentive, and endlessly capable. She managed the estate, oversaw staff, and, most importantly, cared for the three children of the house-Daniel, Elly, and Ben.

To them, she wasn’t just a maid.

She was their protector.

Their teacher.

Their constant.

But beneath the calm uniform and steady demeanor was something far more dangerous.

Gina was a battle maid-trained not only in etiquette, but in elimination. Long before she entered service, she had ties to the hidden networks that moved quietly through Altharion’s shadows. Assassins, informants, problem-solvers. She knew their codes, their signals, and many of their names.

The master and mistress of the house were well aware.

And they used it.

Whenever an issue arose-political rivals, dangerous individuals, threats too inconvenient to handle publicly-Gina was given simple instructions:

“Take care of it.”

She never asked questions.

She never failed.

From rooftops and distant vantage points, her sniper rifle spoke in silence, ending problems before they could reach the family she served. Every mission was precise, controlled-like the careful pouring of tea or the folding of linens.

To Gina, there was no difference.

It was all part of her duty.

Yet despite her deadly work, there was another side to her.

Gina was quietly devoted to a healing faith, one that emphasized preservation as much as destruction. Through it, she learned to channel divine magic-mending wounds, easing pain, and protecting those under her care.

She would return from missions with steady hands and cold focus…

Only to spend the next morning tending to scraped knees, fevers, or restless nightmares.

She balanced life and death with unsettling ease.

Years passed, and the household thrived under her watch. The children grew strong and kind. The estate remained untouched by outside threats.

Because Gina Wallace stood between it and the world.

Until the night she wasn’t enough.

An enemy she had failed to anticipate-one with deep knowledge of her past and her methods-struck without warning. The attack was not subtle. It was not precise.

It was annihilation.

Flames consumed the manor in a matter of minutes, cutting off escape, swallowing halls she had walked a thousand times. By the time Gina returned, drawn by smoke rising into the sky, there was nothing left to save.

No voices.

No movement.

No survivors.

Only ash where her purpose had once stood.

From then on Gina swore she would figure out who was behind this, and make sure they get the punishment they oh so rightfully deserve.

Background: Charlatan

"Origin" Feat: Magic Initiate (Cleric)

Starting Grace: Blood Hound

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