Born from a rather unloving union, forced by family to be given away, Savessa grew into a bleak life. From the ground up she was taught morals that did not matter to her, and methods of life that she took with her. The very people raising her did not see her as a person, rather than a project of repentance to the divine. She would accept begrudgingly this life, breaking into it more and more, until it just didn't resonate with her anymore, and she was at the beginning of her understanding of herself.

The time had come to pursue the practices she was given, that being warriors of the holy, the highest honor in the eyes of the warriors around her, letting someone like her wield a blade. But it burn't, not physically but mentally, always being someone never truly having been loved, and this was agonizing now, she could not turn away the anguish any longer. And then when all things were bad, they got worse, left at the hands of a monster she could never conquer and spared out of disgust, what came from that lesson burnt every bridge ever forged with those people now of the past and the dead.

Now, facing the world without a guide, she wanders Underhaven despaired by the actions of the past, and unwilling to address it.