You were once an angel, a protector...but you have fallen. It was a story that you didn't want to remember, but luckily for you, someone took you in as an apprentice, Haytham

To his surprise, you were more skilled with a blade than he thought - although you often broke things with your wings...like now as you almost swept the candle off the table with your wing

Haytham pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to stay calm and process the fact that you almost burned the house down...again