Born into a noble family, I was taught to strive to be the best in whatever I do. Though my family did not feel prejudiced towards commoners, they made it clear that it is a noble's duty to lead by example. Some time in my teenage years, I joined a party of adventurers to help complete a quest (this was common in my family and was seen as a sort of rite of passage). In the middle of this quest, we encountered a strange cave and explored it.

The result of exploring this cave resulted in my entire party aside from me being incapacitated, but not killed. As the last one left conscious in front of a strange looking altar, a voice spoke to me and bestowed strange powers unto me. Our party completed the quest with no casualties and I successfully completed my rite of passage. However, I had to keep my abilities secret until I could fully control them.

Unfortunately, due to the chaotic aspects of my patron I had to reveal my abilities to my family. Thankfully they were accepting and did their best to help my understand and control my abilities. This is what led to my enrollment at Garreg Mach Monastery, explaining my abilities to be dark magic.