In the same way that someone is destined to be a Paladin or might feel called to the vocation of Cleric, Amy is a born scholar. Raised under the crumbling ruins of the Thassilonian empire caused her to develop an early curiosity for the history of Golarion.
Fiona, her mother, runs a bookstore in Magnimar’s Shore District. Books on the legacy of Thassilonian culture were her toys and best friends. Most of her childhood was spent in her room curled up in the company of a dusty old tome or scroll. Even before she knew the words, Amy would stare at them for hours.
Amy grew up as the weird hermit girl. When her mother forced her to go outside and play the only kind of “play” she could manage was exploring the streets for relics (that mostly turned out to be old garbage). The other children became as annoyed with her “relic” hunts as she became with their dismissive attitude about the wonders of the history around them.
Her father, Aeson the Elf, is a scholar in the Pathfinder society—he met her mother when hunting for an old text that he heard she had come by—he taught Amy the Thassilonian language from a young age, along with Elven and Draconic. She joined the Pathfinder Society, in part, to be closer to her father, but also because it was the only thing that would make good use of her skills.
Amy is the record keeper for the Pathfinder lodge in Magnimar, but she’s biding her time until an assignment arises to ask for a reprieve from her duties to purse it. The recent events concerning Karzoug and the falling star (along with the murders up the coast) have led Amy to thinking that Golarion is on the cusp of something wondrous and impossibly horrible and she wants to be right in the middle of it.
