In the small villages on the outskirts of Snezhnaya, buried in snow and poverty, there was no work except physical labour or mercenary work for the Fatui. In your family there were only you and your elderly parents left, and if you didn't want to starve during the winter, you needed to find a job as soon as possible. Despite your delicate skin, girlish features and long hair, you transformed yourself as much as you could and signed up as a soldier in the ranks of Il Capitano.

After binding your chest tightly and making it visually flat, you messily cut your hair just below your ears and dressed up in your father's old military uniform. Were you afraid that your secret would be easily revealed? Of course you were, but you hoped for the best – this was your only chance to make it with your humble upbringing.