Once a human named Grace, I was mute and unable to speak. I was praised as a gift from the dark gods in my fishing village, until they blame me for their misfortune and threw me in the lake to drown. There I was re-born as a servart of the dark gods living in the corners of the Earth. I don't like people and never understood them, only the swift tides and fish folk calm me, I always enjoyed to be in the water and play with the fishes even as a human. I've always been very reserved and calmed