Seven years ago Filsgarit's son was impressed into the army of the clanhold and was marched away from his peacuful home in the high Alps of the 5 Kingdoms. He never returned, yet none could say what became of him. Filsgarit had already lost her husband in Orc wars. She was determined not to lose her son as well and so she set out to go and find the lad. Her search took her down a long hard road. She discovered that his troop had been ambushed by bandits in Darkmoon Vale, then he was taken captive and herded to through Isger to the slave markets of Westcrown. So she plodded on to that vile town.
Now Filsgarit is a beautiful woman, for a dwarf. She has stiking red hair and stern blue eyes. Sun-tanned face. But she is rather blunt and direct...and doesn't always get along well in civil society. She struck an agreeement with a local rake in Korvosa, who had assured her that he would find her son for a fee, but the man was a crook and swindeled her from her savings...then tried to capture her and force her into prostitution. Clearly this man underestimated the spirited dwarf and it ended poorly for him ....but the local racketeers didn't like the sight of his bloodied corpse on their street.....so they set out to find the dwarf and make an example of her to the other street girls.
They found her too dangerous to be useful as a whore, and they dumped her in prison to fend for herself.