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Born in Galt's capital city of Isarn, Inwismë has little else but fond memories of her early childhood. Before the violent waves of revolution that struck and tore Galt to shreds, the country was a beautiful place, and her capital city was perhaps one of the most beautiful cities in the Inner Sea region. Her father was a sculptor of some renown in the city, and her mother was an instructor at one of the numerous universities that graced the city. Life was good. Life was comfortable.

But then the revolution came.

The tales of Galt's bloody revolutions are well-known and well-documented. Inwismë, like many of her fellow countrymen, was swept up in the nationalistic fervor that burned through the nation. What could she say? She was young, she was idealistic, and it seemed natural at the time: there was hardly anyone she knew who wasn't caught up in the fever of revolution. By then a university student, it was easy for Inwismë to get swept up away in the fervor... even when things began to spiral out of control. She did some things that she's not proud of during that wave of the first revolution. Mob frenzy and fervor have a way of driving a person to do things they normally wouldn't even consider.

She lost a lot in that stretch. Her parents, both fearful of the darkening atmosphere, urged their daughter to come home with them to their homeland of Kyonin. Inwismë steadfastly refused. With suspicion building up on the both of them, they were both forced to flee, leaving their adolescent daughter behind. Many of her childhood friends, who were either far more sensible or possessed of a better understanding of things to come, also left. A few were even branded as enemies of the revolution. Inwismë did not fully come to the shock of how out of control this revolution had come until she went to her first public execution. What she saw there...

Needless to say, she became more subdued over this whole revolution after that.

Her attitude became more and more detached as the years wore on. Governments rose and fell in bloody wave after bloody wave, and Inwismë grew more and more detached and derisive of Galt's failure to stabilize. By the end, her friends were nearly all dead; few of them from natural causes. Her city, once so beautiful, was now little more than a shattered shell. Enough was finally enough.

With a small band of fellow people who were tired of Galt's situation, Inwismë made for the border. Too embarrassed to face her parents in Kyonin, Inwismë made for the south. She would send them a letter when she made it to... wherever it was she went. She had no destination in mind.

Their journeys eventually took them to the Taldor border. Surprisingly, despite the bandits that roamed the roads and forests of Galt, Inwismë and her companions met with a surprising lack of trouble in their flight. Sure, there were a few troubles and travails, but nothing that they weren't able to handle.

Once across the border, the party went their own separate ways. Inwismë was not sad to see them go. While they had gotten along well enough, they were not friends. They had merely been united for the purpose of escaping Galt. Striking off now on her own, she merely went along the road with plans to settle in the nearest decent-sized town she could find.

It was on this leg of her journey that her plans took an unexpected turn. One night, the weather took a turn for the worse. Not wanting to become irreversibly drenched, Inwismë took shelter in a house near the side of the road she was traveling along. Thinking it abandoned, she made herself temporarily at home and decided to poke about a bit.

Things kind of got strange from there. The house, she quickly found out, was NOT abandoned. Inwismë found, to her horror, a little girl chained in the basement. Without pausing to think rationally about it, Inwismë freed the girl and the pair fled into the storm, before... before whoever else lived there came back.

Inwismë immediately took the girl under her wing. Though she had never been the sheltering or motherly type, Inwismë nevertheless felt responsible for the girl. She had seen enough of what horrors people could do in Galt, and no doubt the silent girl had also seen her own share of horrors from the basement cell of that house. Besides, the girl had nowhere else to go. What else was Inwismë to do but let her come along?

The pair eventually made it to the small town of Belhaim. Inwismë inquired about the girl, and was surprised to find that Red (as her name was finally revealed), was in fact originally from this town. Inwismë had planned to just let the girl stay here in her home village and be on her own way, but Red had grown far too attached to Inwismë for that to become possible. Now a semi-unwilling mother figure, Inwismë has since settled in the town and has taken up the task of trying to adapt Red back into normal society, though so far she has made limited progress. Living on the edge of Belhaim, Inwismë has managed to make something of a living by working with Hunclay, the local wizard. It's not exactly what she had in mind, but Inwismë is currently glad to have something of a stable life.