A woman caught between worlds, Crow serves as a walking contradiction by two worlds that both revere death, but stand on opposite stances. Born of a Shadar-Kai mother, who desperately fled the suffocating grasp of the Shadowfell and an Etherean father, a leader bound to the peaceful drift between process and finality, her life-- her very being-- was sat on two sides of the same coin, each pulling in their own direction. Although she was conceived in the pale, liminal space of the Ethereal, circumstances beyond her control led to her birth occurring on the material. Wickedly denied her birthright, Crow was agonisingly never truly free of it either.

Her youth was spent longing for that which she could never truly have. Her escapes to the ethereal plane were only temporary respites from the call of the material, to which her mother called her so often. She longed initially only to prove herself. Life was miserable with her mother, a wicked woman who sought only to weave her webs of pain away from those in the Shadowfell who could easily tear them asunder. Eventually spared from this life from her father, she was taken in, and escorted back to his land in the Ethereal Plane. For once, Crow truly felt like she belonged. A magical mishap soon ruined what little joy she had left.

Well into her adolescence, Crow encountered a rogue wizard conducting a fel ritual on the outskirts of the family estate. With a flash of light, she vanished from the Ethereal, and landed in the middle of nowhere. With no means of returning to her father, Crow was forced to find her mother and serve in her ploys, no matter the cost. On a job gone wrong, by tragedy or miracle, the young halfbreed found herself in the care of the priesthood of Ilrunae. Not left unscarred by her dual parentage, the young Shadar was able to confront her visions of the dead and find peace. Pledging herself to the Matron of the dead, Crow lives a life of repentance, vowing to undo the damage sown by her mother one consecration at a time.