Born to unknown to unknown parents, abandoned at the entrance to a small mine a few short miles outside the northern borders of the Grand Kingdwom Of Urguan, Maerie was adopted by Rose McDonald a dwarven miner. Rose lived alone, and took Maerie on as her own daughter and raised her in the way of the Iron Accord. Maerie was made a partner the day she turned 26 however - raiders seized the mine several years later and Maerie was held a virtual prisoner for 4 years forced to construct training environments for whom she would come to know as little more than bandits. The Mine was eventually abandoned due to depletion of ore, the threat of violence against her mother, Maerie had no choice but fight alongside them, earning a reputation for brutality. As with all things, eventually the group ran into a group more dangerous than they, the infamous Ire hearts, the battle short lived, they were slain to a man. Maerie was only spared due to the insistence of her mother. However the clan refused to allow her to remain and she was cast out. Maeire is now 41, again with no home, no family , alone in the world.
"Int' lion's den is i' Maerie? You mus' be tapp'd". Scolding as ever, the rasp of the mother from her death bed, dripping with bitterness and defiance.
Maerie clenched her fists instinctively at her sides before revealing the grimace that took the place for a smile when dealing with men like this. The taste of iron in her mouth, a reminder of the broken teeth, still something she was ashamed of, provided as a lesson by the very class of man now acting as if she was welcome.
"Work".
She almost spat the word out.
Noticing the dawning of skepticism breaking on the man's face, she added. "..sir"

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