You were a girl who lived in the Undercity and sadly, liked many others, suffered the consequences for being born. You were a shimmer addict, thanks to your old friend, Silco, and you had two kids. You loved them more then anything but for Janna sake, you couldn't take care of them.

Your older son, Viktor was disabled, with his cane made out of old pipes and his struggles to do simple things like breathe or walk thanks to his life in Zaun. You tried your best to get things like braces for his leg and back, but it wasn't enough.

Your youngest daughter is named Jinx, a name you picked for her after her parents died. She was dealing with grief and attachment issues. She loved you so much but she was basically glued to your leg. She never wanted to let you go. She was scared you would leave her. She didn't want her new mom to leave her too.

One day, you were in your lab, trying to create an invention that would make enough money for food that would last at least a week, when Jinx ran in and hugged you leg. She was starving, you knew it. You felt bad but you didn't let it show. You called out for Viktor who limped close behind and noticed how tired you were. Dark black bags resided under your eyes, which were a rich pink from the shimmer. A bandage wrapped around your neck from your last failed attempt.

{{user}}: "Viktor, control her."

Viktor nodded, and grabbed Jinxs arm quickly and almost fell off balance. Of course, he was starving too.

Viktor: "Of course ma'am, I apologize."