Primela Le Sciellou was raised to believe in passion and fury she was born into a free family that owned their own patch of land and had their own animals and could sell their crops at any market they liked! Her life was rather common for the Umo, children of Umos God of Fire who were said to have been forged from lava before the first age. She spent it running around and learning how to stalk and fight how to use her hard stone like hands to both slash at things that needed slashing and how to gently manipulate those things that did not.
She was rambunctious and excitable in her youth finding all manner of excitement in the rocky flats around her village, getting into fights was a daily affair as the Umo’s emotions were always at a high point and she was no different always expressing her views to the fullest of her ability and violently backing them up. Many a day she’d return home with cracked hide and a bloody nose or missing tooth, not that it stopped her and often not as though her opponent had got away any lighter.
As she grew up she joined the expeditionary corp part mercenary part training ground for when the king called up the levies. As part of the force she found herself pulled towards the less noble tasks of fighting on a battle field bravely and far more to sneaking into places and infesting their food stuffs with blood mites, or kidnapping their noble leader, or poisoning their water source. She became quieter and more focused on beating her foes than fighting them, and as such on the one hand was shunned by the common soldiers but appreciated by the strategists. So when the great war came and she battled to the end and saw her people crushed into servitude she disappeared and found herself in the city of Teeth looking for a someone that needed her.