Urchin from the streets of the grand city of [city name] in [realm 3], little Sharpe didn’t have much growing up. Banding with other kids in similar situations, she survived by any means possible, which included running errands for a local gang: the Crimson Reds. Unfortunately good at her job, Sharpe eventually earned her place in their ranks when she was only 11 years old.

But the Reds were not a “Robin Hood”-style organisation like Sharpe’s innocent mind had imagined. Seeing no way out and no alternative for survival, she turned a blind eye to the gang’s shadier deals, and chose instead to “compensate” by helping people in need in her downtime.

Her salvation came in the form of Lieutenant Archibald, a Celestial Legionnaire who caught her pickpocketing him, but instead of dragging her to jail, he showed patience and understanding. While Archibald couldn’t intervene directly, he promised her that he would vouch for her should she choose to enlist in the Celestial Legion. A way out. She enlisted the very day she turned 18.

Sharpe demonstrated fervour and determination in her training, going from a skittish emancipated filly to a fierce respected soldier in just a few short years. To serve and protect was her vocation, a way for her to contribute good into the world, into people’s life. Recognised for her exemplary service, Sharpe was decorated with medals more than once in her career.

It all came to a head at the Battle of [battle name]. While the Commander managed to lead the Alliance to victory against the [enemy], her unit suffered great casualties, and even she was severely injured in the process. The loss of her brothers- and sisters-in-arms alongside her career is the greatest burden she carries to this day.

No longer fit for active duty after her leg injury, it is now time for the Commander to answer the call of the Dungeon.